again? Kay wan fall my hand oh

my beloved readers, hopefully here is a part(prolly the end) to the gist, continued from here(teaser), started from here(genesis).

story contd....

massage over. we were entangled in the side-by-side position. by we, i mean Kay and I; by side-by-side, u better be thinkin' what i am thinkin'. our bodies fitted like two missing parts of a jigsaw puzzle. even if i had to taste the gum in his mouth. what kind of guy leaves gum in his mouth. well, Kay! odikwa, a risky guy dealing with a riskier shawty. for the record, Kay and I belong to the same school of thought that believes 'whatever is worth doing is worth doing well" damn! he is a great kisser. for an unhealthy %age of the time, we were kissing and it was fab.

as usual, i began to think of the IFs and ARE U SURE?s. but the play was sweet and i kept thinking "it's nothing serious". thankfully, i had my hair in a ponytail and my room booming with the subtle romantic scent. we had the kissing and smooching going on. smhw, we got my tank top and his shirt out of the way. yeah! remember those toothpick muscles i wrote about. now, lemme enlighten u with the knowledge of his six-pack abs. mehn! they were friggin' chiseled. whoever invented Jeans is a G but whoever designed the bra that i had on is a genius. Kay! oh my. he tried to use one hand to unclasp my bra. i dunno know why he cudnt do it. prolly because he is not an expert or maybe because my bra read my mind. i wasnt sure if i was doing the rite thing with Kay but my flesh was giving in. i decided to assist the bobo undo my bra. my titties, full and eager, popped out to meet kay's lustful eyes. the look on his face said it all. oh well, my younglings(u get?) never fail at their job. they got an unfair share of play from Kay sha.

but really, i felt confident about moving on. u cant get my top off, ok Kay just did it! i mean, my door was not locked and i had someone perching with me who cud walk in anytime but i just accelerated my ish with kay. then, some roving fingers went down the inner part of my G-strings. i wont write whose? by reflex, i pulled out those fingers, i wasnt ready to go that far. on his third attempt, i freed the fingers and they did me justice. scratch! they worked it. scratch! they showed it wasn't bad for them to play with me.

when i smooched his rod thru his jean, i cud feel the its fullness, maybe fully erect. i dint know that was the cue Kay was waitiing for. the guy unbuckled his belt and offered me his manhood on an invisible platter of gold and a challenge to resist this beautiful creation. i tried running my 'massage' hand down it but Kay came to my rescue and put his hand over mine to teach me how to do it. i smiled. gosh! i was shy. like, i hugged kay and we ended up in the missionary position. my fone rang. bitch! by the time, i looked up, i met Kay pointing his rod at my face, like he was kneeling over. omg! i was liek naija shawty, see what u asked for? as he shoved the huge rod in my face, i mumbled uncomfortable. the guy just collected the 'ela' and resumed another play. i still tot it was for good. his fingers, i must write, are bad boys. with the caliente of the room, i shud have seen it coming, a condom. like really! this guy brought a CD. at that juncture, i knew i had overdone it. this time, way over the bar for him to think i was ready to get screwed. i restrained, hopped out and began to strap my bra, belt..... whatever. he got the gist. everything came to an end. shawty has done it again. is this fronting?

within 2mins, we put on our "nothing happened" face and he stepped out of my room.vi dint accompany him oh. it was like an unintentional payback.

on a serious note, i really like Kay. i just want things to take their own course w/out pushing it. b4 i do something i wud regret. at the same time, i don't want him to jump into a r/ship w/ me all for the sake of sex.

anyway, i wud rather go single than mess up.

ps: i have to go for a meeting cos i am at work, so i cant edit this post and have to leave out some parts. well, most of my posts are unedited

pps: i see Kay at least twice a day. thus, i can't avoid him.

happy loving blogsville!!!