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Me…….Jo……A Shower…..Ooops Candles????

   

 

 I was back from my Philly/Atlantic City trip and ready to see Jo. Only problem was, my mind and everything else was good to go but my body was saying “No Bitch, you have to wait about 5 days before you can get it on this month.” It’s a hell of thing when you got a guy who  can lay the pipe calling you up and you have to lie and make up shit about you being busy when really it’s just that time of the month. Oh well, it made me seem less available and made the sex even better. Back in Philly, me and Daniella went to Condom Palace on South street just for kicks but ended up buying some “things” to use between the sheets. She bought some funny knickknacks but I wanted to do something sexy. I got this box of candles with a blindfold because I thought I’d do some sexy shit like in the movies. That’s right, I was going to burn his ass up like Nathan, but in a good way this time.

    Later in the week, when my “friend” was gone and my “chuckie” had been freshly touched up I made my way down to Jo’s house for some food, relaxation, and of course what else?! I pulled up with him in the driveway washing his car and just looking so damn sexy! Why does he do this shit? I always have to encounter him when he’s doing some sexy thing…. last time he answered the door with a towel, the time before he was stretched out on the couch without a shirt and that sexy bed head, now he’s outside washing a car?! Those Latinos I tell ya. Anywho, we were outside for a bit talking, with sex on my brain, and him putting the finishing touches on his car. He asked if he I wanted him to do mine but I politely declined, he was cutting in to my booty time. After he put away the car cleaner and parked his car we went inside and made our way downstairs. Again, and we do this often, we chatted up (bullshitin’) and then he broke up the conversation with this:

“Hey I feel kinda funky, you mind if I jump in shower real quick?”

I replied, “No problem, I’ll be here.”

“Cool, I’ll leave the door open….” He hinted.

What he say? After that he went into the bathroom and I heard the shower come on. Was Jo testing my gangster? I was caught off guard so I can’t lie, I was a little nervous. So I immediately called my butt buddy Daniella to see what I should do:

“Hey ho, what’s up?” She asked.

“Bitch, he just jumped in the shower so I gotta talk fast. Would it be

too much to jump in after him, am I coming off to forward? Am I over-analyzing

shit? Why the fuck am I trippin’ right now?” I rambled.

“Bitch shut up and do it! You know you want to!” Dani said.

“You right girl, operation get that dick!” I laughed

“Get it girl, call me later! I want details!” She ended.

Okay, the chick is back now. I grew some balls and went H.A.M. in the bathroom. I knocked on the door, Jo peeped his head out and smiled, “Glad you wanted to join me.” I smiled back and hopped my happy ass in the shower. God! The way the water just ran down his body just looked like my own personal painting. Jo keeps his body fit. He plays soccer and among other things just stays fit.  He looked at me and I looked at him, we were kissing, his body was pressed up against mine and I could just feel him getting harder by the moment. Our shower scene was better than the movies! It was the most enjoyable time I’ve ever had in water too because in the past I was worried about my hair…not this time though. This moment was mine and I was going to rock it better than I had ever rocked it before. We were doing acrobatic shit in the shower and didn’t lose our footing once! My legs wrapped around him, next he has me pressed against the wall with the water running on top of our heads, then the next angle I’m bent over and we’re going at it like the those animals you see on Animal Planet. I swear I should have had a camera propped up somewhere in the bathroom, I was so good I don’t even believe this shit, and I was actually there!  After the shower we made our way to his room, I was still in a towel, he ran upstairs to put some clothes in the dryer. I reached for my purse to get the stuff I bought from Condom Palace. Told you I was going to be a showstopper. Jo returned with his boxers on. He goes, “Let’s watch the game for a bit.” I’m like “Hell no, I’m not done yet.” Jo looks at me and without hesitation takes his boxers back off and lies on the bed. I respond, “Put on this blindfold.” He got really excited when I said that. Jo bit his bottom lip and then followed my orders. That’s right, when I say jump, you ask how high. He laid there, dick high in the air, waiting for my surprise. Then I took out a box of matches and struck one. Jo heard and was like “What was that?” I laughed it off and “Nothing.” With the match I lit one of the candles and let the wick burn so I could get some of the melted wax. I leaned over to kiss Jo on the lips, then dripped some of the wax on his shoulders. As soon as that wax hit Jo’s body he jumped up and screamed. I thought he was playing so I dropped some on his chest. He yelled again.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Babe, I thought you had some body paint, or handcuffs, or butt plugs or something.”

“Are you serious? The candle is a no go?” I said.

“Babe, I’m sorry to go out like a punk but that shit hurts.”

    Just like that, my candle fantasy was killed. I thought I was killing it, instead I was giving  Jo 1st degree burns. That didn’t kill the mood though. Jo grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed and we fucked like we were back in High School after the school won the championship football game. We at least missed the first half of the basketball game. And that’s saying a lot coming from me. Once the game was over, Jo looked at me, and I looked at Jo and what do we do? More fuckin’. By the time we got done, all you could see was our imprints in the floor from our bodies. We laid together, in a pool full a sweat. I need to cancel my gym membership. I burn more calories with Jo then I do at the gym. That night was simple and to the point. It’s something that I needed just to get me by during the week.

     Some people may say that there’s more that I want from Jo than just sex. And I do get more. He’s someone I can talk to and joke with. No doubt that Jo is a great guy but it’s just the way Jo feels between my legs, I’m not catching feelings though.  I like Jo, he’s fun, he’s sexy and I’m comfortable around him. Like I said before, this time around I know where his head is. No doubt, I need a change of scenery because I will get bored. But for right now, Jo is keeping my mind off the past and on his ass. I’m not going to completely rule him out of my life as potentially being something more later down the line in years to come but for right now, sex is on my brain. I said it once and I’ll say it again, I don’t think I’m sloring it up, men have their cake and they eat it too, it’s about time we started eating the whole damn bakery.

Just Getting My Feet Wet (cont’d)

I called her on the verge of pure tears. Here I was, freshly broken up from Nathan with my hair done, new shoes on my feet and a sexy outfit to boot with tears all welled up in my eyes on the sidewalk of M Street in Georgetown. If anyone could calm my spirits down Daniella could. “Awwww honey, I knew you weren’t ready yet, come on home back this way. You need your rest.” she said. I knew that she was probably right but I didn’t want this guy to win, I wanted to go out and have my fun too. After thinking for about 5 minutes with  mascara running down my face I decided that it was time to take my happy ass back in my car and go home. I popped in my iPod and started to play some Donny Hathaway, when I’m down, Donny picks me up (even though I’m pretty sure he committed suicide by jumping off a building…..but anyway). As soon as I was about to leave M Street that’s when my phone started to vibrate.

“Hey! I hope you’re not gone yet! I’m soooooo sorry, my phone was dead and I had one of my co-workers drop me off at my rental car so I could plug up my phone and call you!”

 It was George. I replied “I’m still here, I was about to leave though.”

I was hot, but rule of thumb ladies, never let ’em see you sweat.

George answered back, “I’m so sorry! I hope you stay put. I don’t care where you wanna go, I just want to sit down and talk more with you. You pick the place, it’s whatever you want!”

Whatever I want? Oh hell yes, anyone who knows me knows that The District Chick never turns down anything free. Hell, if they were given out free babies I’d probably take one too. I told him to meet me at this nice spot right on M Street called MieNyu. It’s like a Asian/Indian fusion restaurant. One of the many hotspots in Georgetown….and a bit pricey but hell, I’m worth it. I find a parking spot and wait for him, not long because if he has my ass waiting long again I’m going to throw his narrow boney white ass in the Potomac. Five minutes later he calls and we meet in front of the restaurant but to our surprise they had closed early. Thinking fast we ran across the street to this cozy little Spanish tapas lounge called Bodega. As a matter of a fact, I frequent there often now. Inside it gives this gothic yet chic look. It was dark yet intimate. Not big but just enough space for you and yours. We grabbed a seat and he said those magic words that make any girl cum anytime they’re said “Order whatever you want.” Hell yeah! If you ever go, the pomagrante martini is the truth but they are also known for their Sangrias which make you want to slap the person in the face you’re closest to. George was looking ever so sexy. He’s a bit on the nerdy side but cute. Very “euro” style and isn’t aware of his own attractiveness, I was though. We talked, flirted, he kissed my ass some more (as he should have), apologized profusely, flirted some more and 6 drinks later we were walking down the street to the other part of M  underneath the bridge (near Sequoia) hand in hand. The D.C. skyline was beautiful next to the Potomac River so we found a bench near the water and plopped our butts down. The breeze brushed up against our faces, the lighting was just right, and you could see Crystal City so clear from where we were. We chatted about me possibly coming to visit in either N.Y. (which I was going to go there anyway w/without him) or Chicago (hell no! that’s the #1 deadliest city in America now, more casualities than Iraq and Afghanistan combined….something is wrong with that). After talking in deep conversation about everything we could possibly think of that’s when he looked at me and said “You’re beautiful.” I’m like, I know (I may not seem like the most humble person in the world but shit, I do look good!) and that’s when he leaned in and we kissed. It was wonderful, it felt genuine, it was just nice to be treated like the woman I deserved to be. Yes, in the back of my head I was kind of thinking about Nathan but at that moment………screw him! The District Chick is handling her business! We kissed for at least an hour and I even let him stroke my hair! Yes, that’s saying alot considering I’m a black woman and you know how we are about our hair! I don’t care if my hair IS natural, it’s still a black woman’s head of hair! Later that night, we ended up back at the hotel I work for where we said our goodbyes and ended with a kiss. George didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want him to go. He said “God, I wish I had more time to spend with you, we’ll keep in touch though, right?” Hell yes I thought, I need more hoes in different area codes….. I’m just kidding. Honesty, I was equally mushy too. I replied “I know, but you’ll be back, I’ll miss you….,” “I’ll miss you too.” he replied. We kissed one last time and it was the sweetest rebound I’ve ever had. Who knows what will happen between me and George. He still calls and text me, he’ll be back and I’ll definitely be seeing him. I needed that, he took my mind of my crazy world, even if it was just for a couple of hours. The District Chick got her feet wet….just a little, but be prepared because with the stories about to come and all the upcoming events that have gone in D.C. so far, I’ve been taking a dip, or two, or three, hell I’ve been diving in this past month! Stay tuned.  

Just Getting My Feet Wet

    
 It was a couple of days later and still no word from Nate. I was working a lot to keep my mind off of things and it was working, for now. One specific day at work, myself and a co-worker, Naomi, were supposed to have one hell of a day. Apparently we were working a party for singles in the D.M.V. area so there was no way we were getting off early. I work for a hip hotel so people are always throwing events, but I didn’t really feel like serving people that day. I’m happy I did though. The people were cool, an older crowd, and we made a lot of money (new shoes on feet tomorrow!). After slinging drinks every which way the night was slowly coming to an end and that’s when I saw him. This guy about 6’1 approached the bar, Naomi served him, apparently he had been there all night but I was so busy that I didn’t notice him. He had an olive complexion, dark hair, and beautiful smile. I thought the best approach would to be to pretend that I was cleaning the area then ease my way into conversation, it worked. George was his name, he was staying at the hotel on business, 26 years old, family was from Greece (which explained the nose), and from both Chicago and New York. We talked into the wee hours of the morning, I couldn’t believe that I was still at my job 5 hours after I had shut my bar down but he was great company. Before we left each other he asked if I would meet him up in the city for drinks and more conversation after his business meetings. Uh, duh! Of course I was. We exchanged numbers and I left home feeling great. I got my mojo back! 
    The next morning I had awakened to texts from George and was excited about our evening date in D.C. It’s been awhile since I’d been out of commission so I was going to look damn good! As the day went on the texts back and forth increased and before I knew it the time had come for me to step out looking sexay! I was looking great, but not like I tried too hard. Just sexy enough that he knew I was a catch. As I was driving into the city I texted to let him know I was near by. No answer. When I approached New York Ave. I called and it went straight to voicemail. I didn’t want to worry so I decided to head into Georgetown. I figure he was just finishing up his business dinner and he would call once I got into the area. After I reached Georgetown there was still no answer and that’s when I had to call my best friend/sister Daniella because I was about to have a serious melt down….