Terrell and I successfully scheduled a date and it only took 8 weeks, 6 cancellations and 2 miscommunications to arrange it. I was eager to see him beyond whatsapp and running into him at that wedding. I wanted to experience more of him than what i got from a 7 inch screen. He was full of charm when we met just outside the cinema. Green aero T-shirt, dark grey jeans and sneakers. Even though he wasn't dressed up he still looked as gorgeous as the night we met. He pulled me into a long, tight embrace and kissed my cheek when he saw me. His cologne was nice. I breathed it in deeply through our contact. It was, something familiar but light and he hadn't bathed his shirt in it as some of the men I'd dated would do. If he wasn't dark chocolate perfection I wasn't sure what was.
We waited in line at the concession stand, ordered popcorn and drinks, my treat,and sat down to watch whatever comedy he'd chosen. I cared little about the movie although it was enjoyable. I was happier to be in his presence. I felt like a school girl experiencing her first crush. After the movie we drove to a small Mexican restaurant on the coast, sipped 2 for 1 margaritas and talked endlessly.
I felt like I was learning the ins and outs of him. His family was small. Just him, his older brother and his mother. They had lived together in a small house in the city and his first goal as an adult was to move his mother out of there and into a bigger home, a comfortable home, with space between her and her next door neighbour. He and his brothers did all that they could and helped her build her own home, which she now lived in. His description of his family made it clear that they were everything to him. His brother, mother and daughter were his world and his smike widened whenever he mentioned them. I liked that Terrell knew where he had come from and where he was going in life. With every interaction he continued to impress me in ways I hadn't experienced in years. And even with all the good feelings it felt like something was missing or something was wrong. Not with Terrell, not with our evening, the mood or the setting but there was still something, a feeling that had fixed itself at the back of my and hung just out of reach of my consciousness. Terrell walked me to where I had parked my tiny four door Toyota and playfully backed me up against the car. The margaritas had gone to both our heads and the make out session that began almost immediately seemed to catch us both off guard. Cars went by, horns honked, lights flashed and a few people cheered as they passed. The kissing left me giddy. I could have gone on forever, I would have done more if we weren't standing by the side of a well travelled road.
"When can I see you again?" He asked.
I had no idea of how much time had passed as we enjoyed each other but I knew it must have been minutes. I was leaning back against my car, still trying to catch my breath and collect my thoughts."My schedule is fairly tight the next couple of weeks." I said breathlessly. My hands were pressed against his firm chest and I was momentarily tempted to let my hands explore but I held onto what was left of my common sense.
"Well I have Jana this week and weekend coming but I think we can squeeze in a night, even if you come by my apartment."
"I'll have to let you know, usually when work is busy I'm too tired for anything but sleep the night and work the next day."
He stepped forward, resting some of his weight against my body. Specifically his pelvis was pushed against mine, letting me know the effect our kissing had had on him. I wasn't upset by his actions, my body had reacted too, leaving a thick wetness in my underwear and a throbbing between my thighs.
"You sure."
I nodded weakly in response.
"What about if you just follow me back to my apartment tonight?"
He must have read my mind. I wanted him. Both my mind and body yearned to have their curiosity satisfied. This was our first date, our only date so far. Even though we had been talking for months I was struggling to resolve in my mind that sex right now would not a ho of me make. In the end the longing won. I kissed him once more, grasping his face desperately with both hands and pulling him to me.
"Lead the way."

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Cherish [GirlxGirl]
General FictionNaimah has always been a free spirit. Beautiful, smart, determined and with nothing missing from her life. She's used to dating and sexing whoever she wants, whenever she feels like it. However, when she begins a casual relationship with a friend th...