*𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞*
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What happens when you have a very steamy dream about one of Hollywood's most gorgeous men and one of your longest crushes?....You get a very interesting and steamy story. Do drea...
Michelle slowly opened her eyes to the sun beaming on her face. She turned her head and saw Shemar still sleeping with a slight smile on his face. she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and sat up and stretched. She reached for her phone and checked the time. ^9:00!...Damn, well at least it was a Saturday.^
She stood up and stretched some more. The den was a wreck! She grabbed his dress-shirt and put it on. Good thing it fits..thank God for the gym! She wasn't as hefty in her back area as she use to be but she knew them breasts wasn't going anywhere. She scanned the floor for her glasses and finally spotted them on top of one of the pillows on the floor. ^I can't believe this man took my glasses off. How'd they end up over here?^
She picked them up and inspected them....thank goodness, they weren't damaged. ^These joints expensive!^
She put her glasses on and smooth out her bed-head hair. ^Or is it couch-head?^ She shook my head smiling as she grabbed her panties off the lamp and slipped them back on. She turned around, grabbed my phone off of the couch and took one last look at Shemar while he slept. ^I should be the one still sleeping while he laying her looking like a snack!^
She pulled the throw-blanket up on his shoulder and tip-toed to the bathroom to take a quick shower, brush her teeth and tame her hair. She came out dressed in one of her favorite Lane Bryant outfits complete with matching leather jacket and boots.
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Afterwards, she tip toed to the kitchen to make breakfast since her back was eating her stomach and she hadn't eaten since dinner yesterday evening. She decided to put on her favorite song by Chanté Moore called "Old School Lovin" while she cooked. That was my jam! ^Ain't nothing wrong with a little old school loving!^
Now, she's not a chef by any means but her late grandparents did teach her a little something. So for breakfast, she made some cheesy scrambled eggs, rice with a little butter up in there, turkey bacon, chocolate pancakes, grits with sugar, and she cut up some strawberries and grapes. They also had coffee and orange juice.
By the time she was finished, she head Shemar start to get up in the den and walk toward the kitchen. She walked over and turned the music off. ^Typical man, wait til I'm done in the kitchen then try to get up...I must've put it on him just as much as he put it on me!^
She shook her head and grabbed the pitcher of orange juice and sat it on the table. She turned around to go back to the island and get the plates to set the table. Shemar came around the corner and she almost lost it cause he just standing there ass-naked and let me tell you morning wood IS real!
