8.10PM that was what the clock in the hallway said as Ava walked in. She had left the office at 6.40PM and thanks to the usual end of day traffic and a bumper to bumper accident on the high-way, she spent over an hour on what should have been a fifteen minute drive home. Oh well, she was home now, and couldn't wait for her back to hit the bed. Just thinking about getting out of her clothes and laying down brought a little smile to her face. "Hey..." she wasn't expecting him home; they had had an argument yesterday and had both gone to bed mad. By morning she was out the house before he got out of the shower. She thought he was going to hangout longer with the guys to avoid having to talk.
"Hi..." Vinny replied, as his eyes stared her down from head to toe wondering if she had had a presentation or client meeting at work today or was she just dressed to torture him. It was night but she looked like she just got dressed to leave for the day. Her hair was pulled back in a pony-tail, her purple shirt nicely shaping the mounds of her D cup breasts, and her black skirt was short and above her knee teasingly showing off the attractiveness of her thighs without being indecent. Her make-up was minimal, no eye-shadow just eye-liner, blush to accentuate her cheeks and lip-gloss. She had on the black crocodile leather shoes he got her weeks ago, he liked the way her butt looked whenever she wore heels...and right now he liked what he was seeing. If he had seen her before she left the house, he definitely wouldn't have focused on work all day. Damn! She looked good.
"Vinny, Vinny...turn off the lights before you come upstairs", and with that Ava grabbed her pocket-book off the island and went upstairs to settle in. He had been lost in thought, and didn't notice that she had heated-up the dinner she picked up from the African Restaurant on her way from work, and placed it in a try beside him. Few minutes before Ava had walked into the house, he was just muttering to himself how hungry he was but now, now with her perfume still lingering in the kitchen and images of all the things she used to do to him and him to her running around in his head, Vinny's appetite was craving something else. It had been weeks since they got busy, all because of some silly fight over...over what he couldn't even remember at the moment. Geez! In one swift move, he was bounding up the stairs three steps at a time. As he got to the top of the stairs he realized he forgot to turn off the lights, but oh well it was too late. The lights could wait. His hunger couldn't.
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Hi My Lovelies,
I keep saying I'll revive my passion for writing but somehow I never get around to it, so this my weak attempt *hides face* Let me know what you think. Hope everyone had a great weekend, I didn't. Its funny how an argument misunderstanding with someone can just drown ur plans and put u in a mood *sigh* It's all good.
I don't have any major plans for the week ahead...and as usual when I'm not busy I think. A couple of things I've been trying not to worry about are now resurfacing, but I commit everything into His able hands, because I believe he is the Master-planner. And He knows my beginning from the end, and that the plans He has for me are of good and not of evil. I do have to admit though, that at times my faith wavers, but I no get anybody else but my God.
I hope you all have a great, successful week ahead! Be the best YOU, you can be. And don't be strangers...send me emails and keep in touch!
Talk to you guys soon,
xoxo,
Miss Enigma!
It was just another Sunday morning as she lay in bed barely awake. With her eyes still closed she reached across, felt around for the power button and found it with ease. This had become part of her morning ritual...checking all the check-ables (e-mails, Facebook, Blogger etc) before getting out of bed. Thank goodness for the "Hibernate" option, so she dsn't have to sign in to everything...just hit refresh and voila!
No important e-mails, all junk as usual. Off to FB to see who's got new pics up or man- drama/personal issues up as their status message...Hmmm new friend request? Probably some old high-school friend or the usual "can I get to know you better" people who never fail to murder the English language. Seconds later, she's sitting up wide awake and alert, with the laptop on her lap starring at the picture. "No way!, it can't be!" This has got to be some coincidence of some sort.
It just couldn't be! How? After all this while, she had never forgotten. She remembered it all like it was last- week. It was over before it even took off, but still yet unlike all the others, this one she remembered, and remembered well. Why? She didn't know why, but somehow she remembered; and as the memories began to flood her thoughts, something inside of her stirred, and awoke a warmth that made her toes curl, and her face light up with a smile...
It had been one of those early, registration days of freshman year, nothing productive had been done, so before heading home, herself and B'lola decided to stop at a friend's (Kem) off-campus hostel and say hi. It was there that they first laid eyes on each other. No, it wasn't a love at first sight moment, neither was it a wow-ing moment, but whatever it was, it was a moment neither one of them forgot. He gave her a nick-name instantly, they exchanged numbers and life went on.
She was a freshman, he was final year, with six years age difference. And with that year difference she knew nothing serious was going to happen, so she made up her mind not to lay an emotional foundation. Not to get attached. Enjoy his company, and keep it moving. But before she knew it, she began to like him...a lot! And his company was not the only thing she was enjoying, and liking a lot; his kisses were just as intriguing and addictive...they were like no other.
There was something about the way he went about it; the pace- never rushed, the intensity- just right, the rhythm- in sync, variety- he had it. She wanted it all, and boy! did she get it. Tender kiss on the lips for starters, then slowly she parted her lips for more, and liked what she got. Soft, but firm...his tongue...gently but confidently navigating every corner of her mouth, like he'd been there before. Damn! it felt so good and tasted even better...think warm, melted chocolate...caressing your tongue and making sweet...sweet love to it, yeah! It was that good.
Oh! how vivid and clear the memories were even after three years. The phone-calls, the giddy-butterfly feeling, his voice, his calm and laid-back demeanor, his laugh -deep, his humor, and the late night rendezvous. How could she forget that? Driving through campus and kissing as he drove...and then the nights at the car-park; driver's seat fully reclined, music playing, her 4'11 frame easily straddling him and... Well, let's just say thank goodness for tinted windows. What had happened? How did they go their seperate ways?
Oh yeah...she had disappeared into thin air, left the country without a word. There was no emotional attachment or foundation, but there were memories that she had carried with her all along. Now here he was three years down the road, sending her a Facebook friend request, and a message. Who would have thunk it? With a smile on her face and butterflies in her tummy, she hit 'Accept'. Now what? She'll have to wait and see... He's probably married, engaged or something, but hey why should she care, she was in a relationship and doing ok. This is just old friends re-uniting via Facebook, right?
Well, only time will tell...
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Hello Blogsville,
How's everyone doing? Hope great! It's the start of another week, and the hustle continues. Work, school, projects, meetings, dead-lines, school-run, and so on. The Lord is our strength!
As usual, nothing hot and news-worthy happened @ this end, regular boring weekend. Thanks to everyone who read, and commented on my last post! I had a really great time answering the questions, even though ML believes he has the right answers to some of the questions...lol. Like the one that said describe urself in one word, his answer? COMPACT. Which honestly, is a pretty spot-on description of me.
Thanks again to Kemberly! I won a palette! My blog stalking has finally been rewarded. :). I was actually gonna invest in some MAC eye-shadow, but now I can pocket my money...who talk say free thing no good?Lol.
Hope you guys read the story above. I haven't written anything fiction or non-fiction in a really long-time. I used to love to write, but I dnt know what happened to me. *sigh* Make God no vex say I no use the talent when him give me o. I hope u guys enjoyed it; Is it real or did I make it up? Hmmm...lol...you decide. Looking forward to your ideas, and critiques!
Have a great day, and an AWESOMEY week ahead!!!
Talk to you guys soon,
xoxo,
Miss Enigma!
