She doesn’t want to see me, that’s for sure, seating back down on my bed, my dick falls to the side, as the cool breeze from the window toils with my chest hair, I scroll to my galary,
There all I find are sex positions, picture of my dick, and some of mega, everything here is sex, and erotica videos I had watched a lot of times, nothing new.
Sigh
Something catches my interest, it's Sinclair, with a pad in her hands, she is laughing, she’s so beautiful when she laughs, my heart warms up just thinking about the moment it happened today.
Yet it felt like we had a life behind us looking outside the window it’s way too late now, the sky above us is dark, how long have I been staring and fuckin?, hours for sure.
The pictures gets my attention again, she doesn’t look like she’s tired of living here, neither does she look like a dominant woman, I see her long brown hair falling to the back her cheeks stretched in a wide smile which makes me smile again.
Sinclair
I whispers as my Thumbs Caresses the picture, I want to see this smile on her face, even if I love her for her money, but this smile she had on her face, didn’t cause much of her money and nothing of mine, but she laughed and that’s all that matters.
What can I do, to make her laugh, feel free away from her business and life as a whole, just live like a bird soaring in the sky? Should we go skydiving?, not sad to say but falling from the skies, what if I die on air, my body part flying to an unknown place.
I could use a simulator, no not worth it,
Sitting up on my bed, my hands resting below my chin as I racked my brain for fun low budget ideas on how to make a wealthy dominant woman, who has everything money can buy happy, I want her to be happy, rather than practicing how to smile.
Well martins this is how to make up for making her sad, right after having a mind blowing sex, now swear that you would make her happy no matter what, I say to myself.
“ I swear by this holy thing, I would make Sinclair happy no matter what” I said holding my dick in my hands, funny, but it’s the most precious thing I have on me, and losing it for a promise is something I wouldn’t want to happen.
Smirking at my silly gesture I stand from my bed, walking towards the closet, taking my pjs, I put it on, I wouldn’t risk, catching a cold, a night before makin my sinlair happy, and besides I want to have sex with her tomorrow, I am literally looking forward to that.
Walking down to my bed, racking my brain ones more, I have never taken Any lady on a date either, Coming to think of it, all I did for years now, was see girl, invite them over and we fuck, that’s all, and even if I wanted to take her on a date I can’t offord foods her taste, I could cook mine though, I don’t do restaurant foods
How about, we go on a picnic together, just the both of Us, on green grass, drinking and eating with a loaf of bread beside us, nah that’s too cheesy, she’s way too mature for such a naive event.
How about we go to a water pack?, no she has a jacuzzi at home, ahhh!? I have nowhere to take her to, we can’t go out there to watch a movie. She literally has a movie room in her house, we can’t go swimming, she could afford the pack, we can't go to the town market, or maybe a farm.
She’s way too classy for that, I just want a life I can afford, and a life away from what she had been living for a while, and just when I was about giving up, there’s a life Sinclair hadn’t lived and that’s a poor life.
Going back to grandma's house in Baldwin, Alabama, it’s quite vintage, and her little veggies garden, too, we could stay for a week or two, just harvesting, and eating. Their grandma has those wood oven’s I grew up with and her cranky gas cooker.
Squirmy spring bed, and her rocking chair, it’s something I would want to experience again. I bet it would be a new experience for Sinclair, and I would do everything in my power to make her happy, if only she would agree to go.
There would be nothing no lashy, just the both of us, the local churches and some neighbors who never leave.I miss momma Maggie too, I would love to see her, just to tell her how well I have grown, even though I wasn’t what she expected.
Well that’s the plan, tomorrow Sinclair and I will be going to Baldwin.
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The nights were oddly long, way too long for my liking , I had pictures of Sinclair running round the garden, while I chase her behind, she is dressed in a loose floral gown, while I am dressed in T-shirt and pants, then I fall on her , while we make slow sweet love amidst the crops
It’s a nice way to picture things. If only she had followed me back home, the sky had begun to split from utter darkness to something not too far from light, and I set out to prepare the dishes.
I would make some provisions for our food, on the way there and when we get there, I won’t have to prepare much, all I will do is dust some rusty irons, and clear some grasses.
That’s all, the pastries were the first, then I had pasta cooking while I blended some beef for my meat balls. It's going to be a busy day ahead, and I have to prepare for it.
I hear the kitchen door creek gently, prick my sense of hearing. Sinclair is not far for sure