Just My Thoughts

"The Pull Up"   The light from her phone illuminates the room; the shining indigo blue chases away the darkness and casts new shadows on her bedroom walls. She received a text message, and at 2:37am it had better be something or someone important. The text was from her new friend. The guy she recently met and started to get to know. Their meeting was strange to her as it seemed the universe was doing its best to bring them together. The text read "Wyd?" Smh, how generic, but for some reason it made her smile. She sarcastically texts back "I'm sleeping". "Well I'm outside" he replied. "Outside where?" she quickly typed back. "Outside ur crib, come here, I want to see u” he responded Her instant thought is this nigga is tripping, who does he think he is? Popping up at my crib at this hour, I'm going to curse him out because he's crossed the line. But when she peeked out of her window th...

The restless nights were about to go in to the double digits. Each night she followed her evening routine of house chores, a bubble bath, and a glass of red wine, meditation, and finally bed. Nevertheless, a combination of boredom, loneliness, and desire created a case of insomnia that seemed insurmountable. She had no problem being alone, she loved herself and reveled in the comfort of knowing she did not have to be alone if did not want to. Despite her desire, the willingness to let someone new in was a headache she hoped to avoid at all costs. However, these nights were growing in frequency. She changed her routine, exercised later, and even pleasured herself in to submission, but nothing gave her the sleep she truly desired. Until one day, the Sandman paid her a visit. The first night she met him, she was home, fresh out of the bathtub. She smelled like Japanese cherry blossoms and her skin glistened from the moisturizer with the same name. She wore a pair of loose fitting sw...

              Today was the day of the big surprise. The jump off I had been messing with had been promising me something special for weeks, and the day finally arrived. I had no idea what she had planned; I figured it was just a ploy to get me to spend time with her. Our relationship was a weird one. We wouldn’t see each other for weeks at a time, and then when we got together we would have sex. The relationship was like that because she’s married. It was an ideal situation for me. I could have sex with an attractive woman with no strings attached. We could only see each other from time to time so there was no room for her to get clingy and possessive like most women I deal with. Our relationship went on for 2 years like this. In that time frame nothing has changed on my end. I’ve had girlfriends and she’s been married the entire time, but on her end things were beginning to change. She wanted to see me more often, but not at th...