He made plans for an early breakfast so he can woo me throughout the day. He said seeing me first thing inthe morning would be the highlight of his day and I told him I was the highlight of his life and he better get itright. Like have you seen me? Ass? Sitting! Titties? Busty! Waist? Where? Hair? Down there! Anywho, I hadto ask that burning question that us ladies find we have to ask ever so often due to the current nature;
“Are you paying?”
I went on a date with four men this past weekend. We’ll call em Breakfast, Brunch, Lunch, & Dinner. Now Breakfast was a fine man. A beast of a man standing at 6’7”, with a chunky build. Hefty for lack of a better expression. More muscle than fat but he didn’t overdo it. Breakfast was a police officer who been wanting to dip his pixie stick in the dust I tend to leave behind. Every few months he’d hit me up to see howI’m doing and if I was weak enough to entertain his advances and every few months I’d let Breakfast tell mewhat’s on the menu. We’d talk about our future. House. Cars. Kids. Careers. He was a good dreamer and mymind would be lifted, drifted. I’ve seen him age through the years and I’ve always wondered if he was agrower or a show-er. Found myself wondering what he was like the bedroom… And the bathroom… Maybe the kitchen? Hell, I’m good for a quickie in the back of his police car. A woman can fantasize right?
Y’all, he almost threw my head between the headboard and the floor for asking such a question. Told me to check myself and recognize who I’m talking to. OKAY DADDY! Say less BIG PAPA! I’ll never speak against you again! Excuse me for even asking! That’s the type of energy I like. Masculine energy I crave! Healthy masculinity is so hard to come by these days. Breakfast taking me to breakfast? Couldn’t ask for more. He sent me the details the night before and my lack of excitement should’ve been a testament to man as fine as him. That morning I arrived before he did. Being late is so me and I’d hate to leave a man such as Breakfast waiting. I was seated where I had full view of the front entrance. I seen a muscular arm attached to a well built body grab the door handle pulling it open. He had to duck when he walked through the door. That shit alone made me swoon. We locked eyes and I grinned and waved for him. This man had to be walking in slow motion because I ate him down with my eyes. The way that shirt hung off his back, my train of thought ran right off track. That’s an Amy Winehouse reference for all you young folks out there. Breakfast dressed really well for his size. Didn’t wear too clothes too tight or too loose. Pants came down long enough and his accessories weren’t overshadowing his fit. He knew what colors worked well with his skin tone. I’m saying that like he didn’t wear all black this day. The all black with his dark skin and that perfect white smile made my thong get wet. I immediately started fantasizing about skipping breakfast and having Breakfast if you catch my drift. I debated and contemplated letting him have his way with me. Loooooooool, y’all omg it’s been so long since I’ve seen him outside of uniform. Breakfast waited for me to stand so he could hug me. His scent was intoxicating. He wasted no time wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing me into him. Is this how those 5’4” and below women feel when they date men above 6’? I haven’t felt so small and dainty which had my nipples hard and me confused because I like to classify myself as a big bitch! I’m 5’9” and I wear heels so I am often well over 6’. He nuzzled his head in my neck and grazed his lips on my neck before kissing me on my cheek. I almost came.
“Seven, I am all yours. Tell me how you’ve been
We caught each other up on our lives for the next hour and a half. I started wrapping our breakfast date up and he asked if I had plans for the rest of the day and I said I did but he did not need to know what. Gotta keep a man on his toes ya know? If I stayed, I’d be late for Brunch which would then make me late for Lunch who would surely make me late for Dinner and I cannot afford to miss Dinner. Breakfast and his fine ass has been checked off on my surface level to-do list and has made his way on my TO DO list if you know what I mean. If you know, you know!
I had about a forty-five minutes before I was scheduled to meet Brunch. Brunch wasn’t as tall as Breakfast but he was a good six foot, three and a half inches. He was real particular about that half an inch. I always got on him about that but he says half an inch goes a long way and who am I to disagree? I liked Brunch. He was a little too handsome for me. I like my men medium ugly. No more, no less. Call it what you want but my man cannot look better than myself. I decided to give Brunch a chance solely because I am always cackling away when I’m on the phone with him. Man is hilarious and everyone knows; The more giggles, the more the cheeks jiggle. That man could laugh me out my panties if he really wanted to and I surely would let him. Brunch truly knew what to say to water my spirit and I really enjoyed him. I initially seen him more as friend as he was dating this girl I knew. No, we were not friends, but we used to be coworkers. They ended their relationship almost a year ago and he’s been single since. We’ve always hung out in group settings and I noticed we always found ourselves alone at the end of the night. The chemistry was there for sure and has been for some time so when he mustered up the courage to ask me out, I said;
“My brother in Christ, are you paying?”
You all know I have to ask. I refuse to be blindsided because if I have to pay anything, I am staying home especially when you asked me out. My outfit, my makeup, the mental preparation I put myself through all cost coins and I’ll be DAMNED if I am doing all of that to go half! I mind as well pay my entire bill and go out by myself. He said he knew better than that to ask me out and not pay. THANK GAWD. I am so proud of myself for advocating for myself directly and indirectly that men know not to ask me to do or go to see them for free. Nothing better than knowing your worth across all aspects and avenues ladies.
Brunch decided to do something a little active to get our blood pumping so he scheduled us a date for VR sandbox at 12. I arrived ten minutes before and he was already there. He came to my door and held his hand out for me to grab onto. +3 points. I took him in with my eyes. He looked great actually. Wore blues and greens with tinges of orange and made his skin tone and eyes pop a lot more. His outfit fit him well. It made me think if he ever looked like this around me or was I viewing him through a different lens? He looked scrumptious. Brunch was always on the tall and lean side. He’s gained some weight and grew his hair out. I liked it. +5 points. Never want to feel like I’m tossing this ass on a flimsy rag doll. Might break them if I pushed too hard but Brunch showing up like he did that day? Definitely had me open. We didn’t spend much time talking during the VR but we did spend an hour afterwards catching up. I learned about his life goals, new animes to add to my collection, games he just finished, and other ladies he’s been chatting with. He was open and honest as far as I could tell, which I liked as we were friends first and that was usually our topic of conversation. +10 points. We walked and chatted and he held my hand as we chatted and walked. It was nice, relaxing. Brunch didn’t have the kewch busting out the seams like Breakfast did but I enjoyed my time with him nonetheless.
I was two for four. That’s amazing odds! If this trend continues, we might just make it through to the night!
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