Hindering the inevitable

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As I sit here, I think back to yesterday, the very first time we met. You came over to my house early in the afternoon to meet me for the very first time. Since we'd  met via-internet we'd never actually seen each other before. This was our chance to set the pictures we've shared into motion.2

The front door was unlocked. There I was locked up in the restroom afraid to come out.  I was self-conscious all of a sudden. Meeting people for the very first time has never been easy for me. 3

You came in and I told you to come on up. I could hear your footsteps echoing softly on the carpet as you came up the stairs. I told you to make a right. You entered my bedroom and commented on how it was such a girly room done up in all pink with a splash of green. 4

I made my way into the bedroom where you were. Sitting on my bed there you were, looking so damn sexy, dressed in a black pair of Old Navy pants a white tee, and  your black ,white, and gray  camouflaged hat.  Looking edible as hell. You couldn't keep those gray eyes off of me. A pretty smile and a sexy persona is what you possess.5

I couldn't believe that you were really here spending time with me. I must've been the luckiest person in the world at that moment.6

I am really nervous. I'm hoping that you at least find what you see a little attractive. You keep looking into my eyes and you are so beautiful that I have to look away. I'm thinking to myself that this has to be some type of  joke or a dream that I'll awake from really soon.7

We are upstairs in my room laying across the bed and I touch you. I'm acting as though my aim is to  give you a love tap when actually my plan is to see if your body feels as good as it looks.8

I announce to you that I'm going down stairs to make me some breakfast. As I am preparing my chicken franks, bologna, eggs and cheese, and grits, you are watching me so intently. You walk over to where I am. Loosening my belt buckle you demand me to show you my panties.9

I ask you if you'd prefer me to go and take them off and bring them  back to you so that you could take a look. You said it didn't matter. To save time and to give you what I knew you really wanted I pulled down my pants and revealed to you my black laced hipster. 10

You think it's sexy and you ask me if you could have it. I tell you no and I pull my pants back up. 11

I prepare my eggs and then I remove them from the burner and proceed to stir my grits. You tell me that my eggs and cheese is going to burn so you take the fork and you stir it for me. Which is exactly what I expected you to do.12

Eying my chicken frank, somehow you manage to steal a half of it only to open the refrigerator and come to the conclusion that we like the same brand. 13

Smiling at you I walk away and take a seat at the table. As I eat my food you watch television. I unknowingly admire you out of the corners of my eyes. Your complexion is radiant and you hair is curly and short which  makes you look extra sexy.14

As I approach the sink to finish the dishes you approach me from behind. Your hands are caressing my body.  First my buttocks, then my abdomen, and last but not least my breasts. 15

This is absolute torture. You mockingly ask me if I still want to do the dishes.16