It was 8am in the morning when I rose from my king sized bed.
A massive smile appeared on my face as I glanced over at my loving husband Dwayne and my adorable son junior who also lay on the bed beside us. As I sat on the edge of the bed still awakening I slipped on my bed side slippers stood up and stretched my arms out wide. I pulled the covers back over the boys leaving them to sleep a little longer. Both of them ment everything to me. They both had the key to my heart, everything I ever wanted- a loving family of three. Dwayne was training to become a general practice docter, Junior was 5 years old happy at primary school, while I myself worked at the local pharmacy. Everything was perfect.
10am, I had the boys breakfast ready for them on the table. Tomato and cheese omelette with fresh orange juice. Great way to start their Saturday morning.
They soon came down the stairs, Dwayne carrying Junior on his shoulders. “Mmmm morning baby” Dwayne greeted as he lent over to kiss me on my cheek.
“Morning yall!” I replied while pulled out both of their chairs so they can sit on.
I soon got a text from my best friend keisha who was supposed to be holding a clothes fair in her back yard this afternoon to help raise money for her family vacation she had been planning for months. She makes her own unique, stylish clothing from home so I suggested the idea to her a while back and now she has finally gone through with it.
I replied to the text (Be there at 12pm latest girl!) I said to myself and Dwayne I'm only going to show my face for a couple hours to show support and maybe buy a few things.
I then had my shower, usual wash routine and slipped into a figure hugging black maxi dress, hair and make up was soon complete. I then headed out the front door, kissing both the boys on the lips. "Love you more than life its self..." Dwayne called as he watched me walk out the door. I turnt around smiled back at him from he garden and added "And life it's self is nothing without you". We had been saying that to eachother ever since we were loved up teens and still do 7 years down the line.
20 minutes later I finally get to Keisha's house. I could hear the music blaring from the back garden. Knocking on the door for about a minute keisha finally answers "Hey girl! Come in, come in! Let me get you a drink, come sit around the back yard." She insisted. I followed her in through the house and out through the back.
Found a comfty chair to sit on in the far corner, positioned so that I am facing everyone else in the garden.
There was around a good 30 happy and merry people there, all looking at Keisha's clothing that was spread out on a few tables. It seemed to be a great vibe.
Keisha came over and handed me a bitter rum punch which she claims she also made herself. She sat down with me and we had a catch up. "So have you sold many clothes yet? I questioned "hell yes everything is going smoothly!" She happily replied as she glared over at her guests. "Good... everyone seems to be amused" I smiled back.
"Ha! Yep... everyone does seem to be amused, look behind you girl" She grinned while slyly pointing over to my left. I glanced over to my left and saw a young, clean shaven, well dressed man standing alone in the other corner swirling his glass of rum. He was black but light skinned with a shaven head. He did indeed seem to be staring back at me so I then uncomfortably turnt my head back to face keisha.
"Wow. He's been checking you out the moment you got here girl, you should say somthing to him, even if it's can I help you?!" Keisha laughed.
I rolled my eyes and told her to stop being silly. I then walked over to all the tables where the clothes were and had a wander.
Just then I could feel a tall, dark shadow look over me from behind, a warm grip on my right shoulder spun me around, and stood there was the guy from the corner.
He had piercing black eyes, pearly white teeth and a huge charming smile. His face looked as if it was calved by angels. "Hey beautiful, you see anything you like?" He smiled. I assumed he was talking about the clothes and not him so I replied "Yes, I've seen a few bits".
He took my arm and walked with me to another table full of clothes. He had the biggest smile I had ever seen. "So what about this, ain't these nice?" he asked while holding up a pair of fitted jeans. "Yes they are nice" I agreed. He chuckled and added "I doubt you would fit into them anyways..." I looked at him with my jaw wide open and started to back away before he got the chance to carry on. He continued to laugh and tried to grab me back while demanding to know what's wrong. I finally lost him in the crowds of people. 20 minutes later I decided to go home.
Driving back in the car I was outraged with that man's comment, I had heard nothing like it before. Rude, arrogant man I though, how dare he.
Finally pulled up outside my house and walking through the door. Junior was in his room asleep on his bean bag and Dwayne was sat in the front room watching the football.
I sat next to Dwayne and had to ask if I was fat. "Babe, of course you are not fat, you are perfect in every way." He insisted. We soon made love on the sofa. Making love with Dwayne is all I have ever known, he was my first and I figured the last guy I would sleep with. We would only do missionary everytime, either in our bed or on the sofa. We would always have a piece of our clothing left on either a t-shirt or half of our underwear still on, never fully naked I wasn't sure why that was. But intimacy with one another was one of the best things we enjoyed together.
25 minutes later we stopped and cleaned up.
I went up stairs to bed and lay there, over thinking about that guy at Keisha's gathering and the comment he made. It really got to me.
