The day I visited this guy in his house
I won’t forget what happened that day.
I met this guy and we got into talking everyday, on the phone.
He has this sweet voice and knows how to talk to a woman and make her feel comfortable. He said beautiful things to me. And I fell for him.
So he invited me over to his house and I honoured the invitation, without any delay. It was something I was eagerly waiting for and it was appearing like, he wasn’t ever going ask.
He was living comfortably in a very comfy apartment.
He made me feel at home. And I accepted him, without having any second thought, hoping that the relationship would graduate into a permanent level…..ππ
He wasn’t the dirty type. His apartment was well tidied and sparkling. Even his kitchen was well organized and every item had their own place. The setting of things in his house made me fall even more for him…. He was already appearing PERFECT in my heart.
He made a very tasty stew, which he said he prepared specially for me. He used to brag how wonderful his cooking skills are, which I thought he was lying. But that day, I was shocked to find a man who cooks even better than me. So I told him that, it wasn’t possible, that he bought the food from a nice restaurant.
He then showed me a video he made while cooking the food, that he knew I won’t believe him, so he thought it wise to video himself as proof.
After confirming the video, I found my mouth refusing to shut, I was so amazed. The food tasted so delicious.
After eating the food, I stood to carry the plate to the kitchen. He stopped me, saying that, I was a guest, that it was his duty to take care of me.
He then led me up, held me by the waist, as I backed him, with his arms clinching so tight around me, from behind. We were still walking to the couch, while his mouth located my ear, whispering air into it. And I was loosing my stand. I confirmed that moment that, he was the romantic type
I was feeling for this guy. The hairs on my skin were already standing up because of what he was doing with my ear. I had this desire to start kissing him already, but….. I said to myself, “Ngozi, calm down… Just calm down and be a responsible babe…. But you can have a quicky with him in your head, that one is allowed”
And this my dirty mind made a quick imagination, doing it with him…. and just like that, I wet up.
“Hope you are good now?” My mind asked me…
“No, I want the real thing” I replied herπ€£π€£π
“Never, you hear me? You are not doing anything with this guy on this visit, so that you don’t appear like a bad girl. Be responsible and don’t do anything with him, I’m warning you” π€¨π€¨π€
Imagine my mind warning me to be a good and responsible girl…
I got into a fight with my mind on whether to do what she wants or what my body wants at that moment……… The decision was so hard. The guy was the perfect sweet guy. Very cute and adoring. I knew we would definitely kiss, but would I be able to resist the urge to do what my other mind was advising me to do?…….