Khwezikazi.
I wait by the door naked and impatient with nothing but a short blue silk robe draped over my body as I take a peak at my watch for what feels like the millionth time.
He said he'd be here in minutes and he was supposed to be here by the fifteenth minute where the hell is he ?
I ask myself as walk away from the door and I move to go and look for something to snack on in the fridge, demotivated.
Now I don't want the sex anymore.
I open the fridge and I find a piece of Caramel cake left over inside of its container, I've finished most of it but I made sure to stop myself before I went for the last slice, the plan was not to leave the house this weekend but to spend time with Faye binge watching everything that I can possibly find and so far it's been going good Until the untamed mistress between my legs reminded me that I needed my fix. So I made the call, made sure I smelt good and I made sure that he'd find me ready and waiting but that fix has been on its way for almost an hour now and I can only keep my hunger up for so long. I kept Faye busy in her room meanwhile I've been on the waiting streak.
I indulge in the cake as the flavor delves on my tongue in a Beautiful sensation and the sweetness of the cake and the way it makes love to my tongue gets me hot and bothered again that my thoughts go right back to the gutter.
Silver bullet, I think.
I drop my fork as soon as this thought runs through my mind and I place the cake back in the fridge till I am bolting to the garage to go and look in my boxes to see if I can find it.
I open each and every box that I thought I could find and I find nothing, absolutely nothing.
This is the reason why I should have more than one of these things.
I could go buy a new one but it's almost seven and the nearest sex toy store has already closed at this point and I won't wait all year for Tlhabane.
The thought of driving to the penthouse and going to look for it dashes through my head as I start to consider this, maybe I can steal one or two from the dark room, its not like its in use at the moment and i would return it before he even knows that it's not there, or maybe I can do a little exploring with the plethora of toys in there.
Who needs men when their easily replaced by rubber substitutes.
I get up from the floor and I shuffle in my slippers to my bedroom and I quickly change into a maxi dress and some slides before grabbing my car keys and I leave Faye inside of the rest of the house, plus I won't be gone for long.
It takes me fifteen minutes to make it to the penthouse and the people at the reception are more than happy to see me and they express how much they've worried if Sanele and I are okay because we haven't moved and neither have they seen any of us in the past few months, so, I lie and I tell them that we're okay and I ask to politely excuse myself before they start to ask any further questions because for one I don't want people in my business these day and two I am on a mission here.
I need to see some things through.
I take the elevator to the penthouse and as soon as I make it inside the familiar smell of rosewood and leather hits my nostrils and lavender and all these beautiful smells hit me all at once. Sanele loved having room diffusers in the house, he said it calmed him and at first it didn't make sense, a lot of the things he did didn't make sense.
His coding on the windows, his slight OCD and his love for being in the kitchen and also how he couldn't stay In a quiet place, he hated quiet places and he always said that before me he'd sleep to white noises or the busy city commotion until he started to learn to sleep to my breathing at night. So he'd lay on my chest at times and I'd brush up against that soft head of his and he'd fall asleep. Non of the things he did made sense to me until I realised how different he is, how different he sees the world and how different he comprehends it but I love how I got to love him more as soon as I understood that I don't touch the way he's organized the spice racks because this is the way he needs it to be.
