It was now Monday afternoon. I had just finished work early so I told Dwayne I'd pick up Junior from schools and that he could stay later and finish his studies. We would sometimes have a nanny to do the after school run and keep Junior occupied for 3 hours until we finish but having a nanny full time was burning wholes in our pockets.
Racing Junior down the street, into our garden and to the front door, he won of course. As I placed the key into the front door key whole Junior kneeled down on our porch and picked me up a red, neatly wrapped parcel with my name on it. "Isit your birthday" Junior asked with such confusion. "Ha! no silly" I replied also standing in confusion. I allowed junior into the house first while I stood and slowly ripped the packaging off the parcel.
Inside was a small white box stapled shut. Tearing off the staples, lifting the lip there was a edible, unbruised peach. There was no note or letter that had come with it.
Walking through the front door, I placed the fruit on kitchen table and then I lent against the counter running my fingers through the my hair thinking who on earth would send me a peach. Suddenly it c9me to me and I assumed it had somthing to do with Trey and his comment he made.
Couple hours after making a steamy hot chicken stew for my wonderful family, I set it out on the table. Dwayne comes home ontime as expected, and we ate all together. He didn't mention all weekend when I tried to seduce him, everything was fine again.
Soon after, I stood there washing up the dirty dishes I caught myself having a day dream, intensely staring at the plates while scrubbing them repetitively. It couldn't be helped but the only thing on my mind was Trey and that peach, assuming the meaning behind it.
10pm comes, Junior is already in bed and me and Dwayne walk into our bedroom. We lay down, him on top of me as usual and started to kiss on the lips. He inserted, after a while I asked if he could lick me down below. "Why would I do that, that's nasty" he sniggered. "But everyone does it" I whispered to him. He went on about how he's not everyone then just like that the mood was killed and none of us were into it anymore. We both rolled over and faced opposite directions and he fell asleep.
I lay awake with my thoughts, thinking that sex with Dwayne was plain, simple and I never thought it would come to this but I have to admit a bit boring. After hearing all my girlfriends playing that 'have you ever' game, things really started to get to me. I began to think what if... my desires and fantasies began to grow. Sometimes I do just wish my mind could shut off from thinking.
The next morning, rushing to get ready for work Dwayne offers to drop Junior off to school on his way to his studies. I kissed them both good bye "Love you more than life its self..." Dwayne told me, I replied "And life it's self is nothing...without... you". I replied, not really bothered about finishing off my sentence.
He walked out the house first, I followed shortly after. As I shut the gate behind me and watched the boys get into the car, I turnt my back to walk to opposite direction and suddenly there stood this tall, dark figure infront of me, it was Trey.
He had on some light grey joggers, a clean white T-shirt and wearing a L.A cap pulled down low almost covering his peircing black eyes. "Morning, let me drive you to work" he offered while pointing to his black BMW car, with tinted windows.
I was surprised to see him, especially outside my house offering to drive me to work. "No I'm fine thank you, this is quite random of you..." I said, still stood there in slight shock. I could feel sudden butterfly's appear in my stomach, I had no idea why. I was either in denial that I had a soft spot for him or I must of ate somthing funny last night.
He insisted and told me he was heading towards town anyway to go to the gym. I looked back to see that Dwayne had already driven off the opposite way. Part of me really didn't want to get into the car and part of me really needed a lift to work as I was already running 15 minutes late.
He could tell I was contemplating to get in the car so he made the decision for me and took my hand, walking me to his car. He opened the door and said my carriage awaits.
