Have you ever felt your body waking, no longer in deep sleep, but your mind is yearning to stay locked in the dream you're in? I've spent the past four months craving Donovan's hands all over my naked body and this dream feels real... If I wake up now I'm gonna need to play with my jewels before I can even begin to start my day. Oh yes... I said what I said! There's as much pleasure doing it for myself than a man doing it for me! I've been single for over a year and in just a few minutes I'd free up any sexual tension I'm feeling and be good to go!!
But I didn't need to work on myself, I realised this was no dream, this was real... A man I adore, he makes me cum right now and his not even inside me yet. I can feel heavy breathing on my neck; his fingers pinch my hard nipples and his hardness pushing against my pussy. I pushed back against his cock and he whisper's in my ear "Damn Michelle, I want you so bad."
I met Donovan close to two months ago. He was queuing up in front of me in Waitrose holding a basket containing healthy groceries you wouldn't catch me consuming. My lunch was a chicken mayo sandwich, prawn cocktail crisps and a bottle of cloudy lemonade; this is as healthy as it gets for me. He looked at me clutching onto my items; handbag over my shoulder, iPhone in hand and applying Carmex to my lips whilst standing in six-inch heels. He smiled at me nonchalantly.
"You don't need a basket for all that?" he asked.
"No, I'm good" I looked away, searching my phone partly for new emails and partly to show disinterest.
"You first..." he said pointing to the available self-check-out till. Alright, he didn't have to tell me twice. I hurried to the till; I had twenty minutes until my next meeting and I was craving caffeine. I paid for my items while sensing his attention on me. I have no time in my life for a man right now and certainly not a man as fine as him! I'm not a woman to be played. These men can't be fucking trusted!
I walked up to the Nero express, the waiter knew me well, "Caramel latte Michelle?" she asked the question, but it didn't need a reply, she was already steaming the milk.
"Card or cash?" I took out my card.
"Cash" huh... the fine (but not for me) guy was holding the cash over my shoulder, handing it to the lady serving me.
I wanted to protest, but that would be causing an unnecessary scene, so I picked up my coffee "Errrm Thanks..." I kept it stepping.
"Hey, Wait! Let me just get 2 minutes of your time," he asked. "You can get one minute. I'm in a rush, so you're going to need to walk and talk!"
He walked beside me. "How do you walk so fast in those heels? Slowdown please." Amused and a little intrigued I stopped. "Listen, I know it's not my place to be approaching, let alone stopping a woman as beautiful as you on her lunch break" his teeth were perfectly aligned, his eyes were shiny and those big shoulders... Damn he was fine!
"But how can I just let such an attractive, sophisticated woman walk by and not at least ask your name? He queried.
"Michelle. And you know, we're in Knightsbridge! Look around you..." I whispered. "Attractive and sophisticated women everywhere..."
"True, very true" he looked around nodding "But I don't want to know they're names, that's the difference Michelle" oh... smooth too! He had my attention "And I know you look at me with all you're your assumptions!" his eyes fixed on mine "But I'm an honest man and I'm just asking for a conversation, on the phone, over dinner, whatever you prefer?"
DONOVAN
I've been dating Michelle for almost four months now and I must admit I hold her in high regard. Everything about her feels right so I'd be a fool to lose this, then what... go back to the strained passionless liaisons I used to deal with?
I've never met a woman who can hold it down like she can, professional career, two kids, nice home and she still makes time for me. That's a one of a kind woman, a man like me needs and can appreciate.
It wasn't long after opening my new Gym that I set eyes on Michelle. I was bored of playing the field with women who had no vision in life or stuck up bitches who think they're pretty looks alone can make me financial support there Gucci obsessions. Nah, a man like me needs unity, real love and intelligence, all the things Michelle possesses.
After 4 months of dating the excitement of spending our first weekend together is real! I'm on route to Islington to collect everything I need to ensure my culinary skills are on point. I'm on a mission to guarantee she has a good time and praying I'll finally see her climax. I've kept it nothing but respectful up until now, but I can't hold out any longer and I want to satisfy her needs as much as I do my own.
Driving back to East, my phone starts ringing. I look at the screen and see it's Candice calling for the third time this morning, I'm ready to switch up on this bitch! How can I make it any clearer I'm not interested!! I answer with the same attitude I've used for the past 6 months "Yo, what do you want Candice, I'm busy!"
"Hi Donovan, listen, I'm moving back in with my parents, there's a bag of clothing and an old mobile and charger you left here months ago. Do you want me to throw them away or can you come and collect them?"
I roll my eyes. I don't have time for this, but I do have a few bits at Candice's place I've been meaning to collect for a while.
"Yeah keep them I'll collect them in a few hours."
I arrived at Candice's block of flats in Hackney around 6 ish. I need to make this fast, I have a delivery at the Gym at 8 pm and I still haven't eaten. Candice opens the door in her nightgown; her presentation is lacking as usual. Don't get me wrong, she looked good when we were introduced by a friend of mine a year back, but I soon found she didn't have any depth or real love of life. I couldn't be down with that. I let her know from the get go that I wasn't interested in a relationship and she let me know she was just looking for a good time. So that's what it was, a mutual sexual interest, I'd drop by every now and again. But I cut that out a few months later when I realised she was catching feelings.
"Come in" she turned and walked into the kitchen. "You been good Candice?" not too fussed whether she replied. She hadn't packed a thing, so I knew instantly she was playing games.
I jumped into my car with my bag of belongings an hour later. I shook my head disappointedly at the mistake I just made. Fuck it, I won't be seeing her again, Michelle made it clear I have one chance and I'm determined to make it work.
MICHELLE
The look on his face made me blush "You look beautiful" he said after observing me attentively. I was feeling both exuberance and anxiety at the thought of the weekend to come.
"Your taking me to watch Chicago?" I asked as we arrived at the Pheonix Theatre. I'd told Donovan over two months ago that I was keen to see this production.
"Yeah baby, you said you wanted to watch it right?" he asked.
"You don't miss a trick" I smiled approvingly.
I really did want to watch the show; the reviews were amazing and a friend of mine was raving about it for weeks. Yet, I hadn't really been watching at all. I felt a teenage butterfly affect just to sit with Donovan, he might as well had been the only person in the room, and when he reached for and held hand my mind was in overdrive.
