Shit.

Story Time: Workout Day

I met this guy, we'll call him Vinny.
We had a little arrangement going for a hot minute. We'd meet up somewhere, get down then go our separate ways.

One day he calls me asking what I was doing and if I was busy. After I tell him what I had going on, he tells me he's about to hit the gym but he needs a pre-workout first and to come through. 😏

Luckily, he wasn't far from where I was, so I was down. I park next to his truck and hop in his. This dude was already in the backseat get ready. 😭

I'm like, okay, cool. Let's diiiiiiiiiive iiiinnnnnn!

He starts yanking my legging and shit off. From there, homie gave me some bomb ass head. I mean, had a bitch watching like....

Then homie picks my ass up and makes me sit on the dick y'all.

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Now, I haven't been with many white guys, because well, when I tried, they sucked.
BUT this nigga here! And yes I said NIGGA.
Anyone ever seen Power?
Y'all know Tommy right?
That's basically how Vinny was.
Vinny put it down.
▶️

Vinny was packing. When he sat me down, I needed a minute, but he sure as hell ain't give me that.
Asshole.
He was a dom though, so it was expected. Correction, he was a super dom with a bit of a power trip. Plus he was 10 years my senior. So, when he said bend that ass over, you bend that ass over.

Y'all, I was in that backseat trying to hold on to any and everything. He was putting in work and I'm sure, by all the movement, that truck had to be rocking.
Luckily, he had some super dark tints and we rolled our shirts up in the windows, just to be safe.
I mean, you never know. Haha.

Anyway, we still going at it. It's been about 15-20 minutes and he kicks it into overdrive and my dude says finish him. Yes, on some Mortal Kombat shit.
I hop off and you know...

We get cleaned up and he's like I think that was the workout. 😹 It wasn't though. He wanted me to actually workout with him and then have a little post workout. If you know what I mean. 😏
Me, being me, I declined and tried to be slick with how I got outta that car. Felt like I was creeping around before I dipped. On some 007 shit.

We had a few more sexcapades before I flew outta town. He told me to let him know when I got back. I never did, because I deleted his number.
That was about a year ago.

BUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTT

I had to get a new iPhone last week and I hadn't backed it up in forever. So the last backup to restore with was from last summer.
G, his number was in the contacts...

Mentioning him today, I was curious. So, I hit him up. He responded with the typical, "who's this?" I told him the name that I'd given him, my nickname, and sent a picture.
Yooooo....
He's response is below.

I'm dead y'all.

When he first mentioned that I was that...
I know this is TMI, I'm sorry.
But yeah, I didn't believe him. I legit called my ex and asked him. And he's like "Hell yeah, you are. Why you asking?" He was quick to put two and two together and said. "Aww shit, someone else knows how to trigger the waterworks." 🤦🏾‍♀️

Okay, enough of that, back to Vinny...

He been texting me, but he mentioned that he's been seeing someone, I guess. I say I guess because I don't believe him. To be real with y'all, getting married soon-was his exact words. I call bullshit, but whatever.

I'm not taking that sausage. I'm saved & sanctified.