It’s a new morning and day three, four more days to go, Sinclair is still sleeping, she’s drooling on her phone, it looks so beautiful seeing her sleeping like a baby.
I don’t want to wake her up at all, an idea pops in my head, watching her this peaceful is a view that is more like a grace, walking to my room I grab my phone, Malik’s sure to put it on silent, as I tiptoed back to her room.
She’s still asleep, I take few shots of her sleeping, and it’s as clear as it looks naturally, I stare at my screen blushing then back at her.
Yesterday night was something else, I bet she’s spent, staring down her lips, it’s glittering from salvia, I hope it isn’t sore, looking around the room, the ropes were still loose on the floor, the dining chair hadn’t moved a bit, the tape, my lips burn just thinking about it.
I see the cow boy hat, layin the on the floor as well, I had no idea when it fell from my head, i wouldn't have anyway, lifting the chair up I take it back to the dining table, it will be a night I wouldn’t forget so easily.
Memories of being being and fucked to this chair would always ring in my head, and to top it up, it is my chair, from when I was little, wow, my finger rub on the smooth surface of the table, then unto the chair, I walk back to the room, the ropes were laying dead on the floor which I picked merticlously.
Clearing the surrounding, she’s not use to cleaning after herself, and I want this vacation to be sweet and less stressful to her, I start with the wooden brush tidying the living room, then went back to the kitchen, there are some spoilt food here, I would have known we were more of a picky eaters.
Gathering all the food in a waste not far from where I stood I did the dishes?, “ good morning martins” I hear Sinclair voice, delight settles in my heart hearing her first thing in the morning
“ good morning “ she yawns hard, stretching her hands, she’s dressed in a loose gown?her tits poking against the surface “ what are we going to do this morning?” She asked, looking around, obviously noticing I had done most of the chores.
“ we could tame the flowers I have the garden scissors greased”she nods then walked out of the kitchen, well that's odd, I hope the day of a good Sinclair is one troublesome woman I had tied myself to.
“ I cleared the kitchen making the coffee as usual then took it to her, with some crackers, that was all we did then retired to the garden behind Maggie's house. We had neighbors taming them when we were away but now. I am here. I would rather do it myself.
We start off by cutting those extra ornamental plants putting the Red Robin’s in square shape. They look beautiful like that, sinclaire helps in putting them in the trash, “ roses are red, aren’t they?” I said, smiling at her, with its green stem suspended between my fingers.
She smiles and continues packing the leaves back in the trash can, “ come” I raise her up by her chin, I bet it’s more beautiful here” I place the flower between her thick hair, she looks at me, then brings it out immediately.
Looks at it then places it back, “ thanks” she said packing the debris back, it’s so hard pleasing this woman, she just so uninterested in simple thing a normal lady should be enticed with, i had fantasized about her blushing, but she gives me the complete opposite.
I continue chopping the bushes, But my heart is so unsettled, what’s making her this sad, “ what’s going on sinclaire, one moment you are the best woman then the other you are just something else”
She freeze then looks at me, “ nothing” she says packing the leaves back, “ look at me” my hands finds her chin again, “ what is it, it supposed to be a day away from all your worries am I doing something wrong?”
“ just tired” she said cleaning her forehead with her palm, “ ok, rest I will finish up then get you something to eat” I said she nodded then walks into the house.
This lady just kills my vibes, sitting down on a rock, what is really her problem in life?, my heart sinks just thinking about it , I need to know what’s really going on, walking into the house I see her seated on the couch legs crossed, staring at space
“ Hey, talk to me, what’s wrong?” she stares at me, still worried, “ nothing I am fine” . Never in a million years have I thought I would have to ask a lady this much, seeing her like this makes my heart beat in an .
unmethodical pattern.
“ here beat me with it” i said pointing a ruler at her, she stares at me then back at the ruler? “ yes, you always feel joyful when you had me bent over as you whoop my ass, so here I am” I pull my pants down turning back to get in a funky doggy style.
“ waiting your highness”
I hear her giggle, “ your fuck boy is waiting” I urge hoping she would whoop me but she doesn’t instead I feel her soft palm on my ass cheek, “ your ass is so black” she comments, making me roll my eye like I don’t know already.
“ well, admire it, it’s yours for a year” I said wiggling in a dramatic manner, she laughs out loud, holding her belly, this little gesture makes the turmoil decrease, “ funny”
she wipes her wet eyes with the back of her palm..
“ not so tired” I stand up, putting the trousers back on, as I place a kiss on her forehead, “ you smile like a baby” i kiss her this time on her lips then her nose I hear her moan,, I wasn’t any different.
“ I am sorry, I don’t spark your romance fantasy but I will try” I said, she smiled weakly at me.
“ putting a flower in my hair is really immature and it’s harder trying to leave with you when you act like a baby”
Her word send flames to my heart, “ I will do better next time” I said, I took this upon myself, what was I thinking dating an older woman with Children, had love relationships, was married happily as well, I would never take the place of her lovers, and priorities
She doesn’t reply, instead I see her walking into the room, my heart aches again, I need to clear my thoughts, and there’s only one place to go, good old joe.
Walking into his store I see his wife, we exchange pleasantries before she leaves, she’s such a good woman, easy to leave with I guess.
“ quit checking her out” joe says, his wrinkled face has more wrinkle now, “ sorry” I aopologized but he doesn’t loosen up, “ came back to get more liquor?” He asked.
No, I came to ask a very important question