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It was Thursday October 25, 2019, three days before your birthday. I remember how slow everything was moving this day, but I was not complaining. A few days prior we had a sewage leak at my job which allowed me to be able to work remotely for the next few days. My work day at home was extremely long because all I could think about was clocking out of my computer and heading straight to our hotel. I knew that the evening to come was going to be euphoric and that is the only thing that kept my head on straight. I had already ordered your birthday gift and it arrived right on time to your house in New Orleans before your trip to Houston. It was a gold Saints duffel bag and nobody had anything like it, you loved it so much. That was not the only gift I had though, the other gifts were special and had to wait until I saw you again face to face. I made sure to get my hair done, ordered new lingerie, and arranged a babysitter for the weekend. This was going to be our second meet up since the first time, and the first meet up since we made our relationship official. A very intense, sweet but erotic weekend was ahead of us both and I could feel electricity through my body all day. My weekend bags were packed and in the trunk of my car and as soon as 5PM showed its face I was already clocked out and ready to go.
Traffic could not have been any worse. It was 5:20pm on a Thursday evening and while everyone is heading home, I am heading towards you. It was a beautiful evening though and I remember how picturesque the evening sky looked right over the freeway bridge as I passed through Downtown Houston. I pulled up to my grandmas house and prepared to just drop my son off and burn rubber, but then you call. "Baby, please don't rush. I got a small surprise for you so hangout at your grandmas I'll let you know when to head to the room." A surprise for me? I could not believe it honestly. It was his birthday weekend, but he had a surprise for me. I could not help but blush and calm my nerves for the next 30 minutes. What did this man have up his sleeve?
30 minutes had gone by and it was time for me to head to the hotel. The sky is now dark and full of lights from the city and my music is blasting. It is such a vibe baby. I always have to get mentally prepared before I encounter your presence. Anything that was negative about my day slips away in the wind and nothing but a calm wave of positive emotions overcomes me. The outside air was so fresh that night. I love rolling through the city with the windows down on a fall evening. The 6 balloons that I got for you are flying every which way in the backseat of my car, my stomach is full of butterflies, there is traffic at red lights and I am just a mess emotionally! Not in bad way though, my nerves are just jumping at a rate that I have not felt before in years. Finally, I pull up to the hotel and the butterflies turn into dragonflies. I am trying not to fall over in my black heels I pulled out and dusted off for this occasion. I am not going to lie, I looked bomb as fuck. My black one piece was very silky and easy to slip off. It had a long cut down the middle to expose my cleavage (the cleavage that was dripped in sexy black lace just for you) and my red trench coat brought the outfit together so perfectly. I take a look in my car mirror and head up to the room with my overnight bag, balloons, and your special gifts.
I can hear my heart beating in my ears and I am taking slow and steady steps down the hall to the room. As I approach the room, I can hear music playing. Not just any music, the song you dedicated to me, "Secret Garden" by Quincy Jones. I started to smile so big and I could feel my face getting hot from blushing so hard. I knocked on the door and not even 5 seconds later, you open the door. This is our first time seeing each other again since we made it official so it was extremely intense. There you are all chocolate skinned, fresh haircut, muscle shirt, & your black b-ball shorts on. We embrace each other with the biggest hug ever and I look down; there are candles. Candles leading to the bed creating a walkway. I could've sworn it was YOUR birthday weekend, but you still made it about me too. A few tears dropped from my eyes and I put my bags down by the bed. You slip off my trench coat and the silk one piece I had on over my black lingerie. You step back and your mouth drops in awe of how beautiful my curvy body looked in this. You give me the confidence I haven't had in a long time. Black lace stockings cover my feet all the way up to the middle of my legs. Followed by a sexy black lace onesie. I knew exactly what I was doing and it was working. You kissed my entire body before we actually got to the bed. That is something I love the most about you; you ARE sensual. Your lips are the softest things that ever touched my body and I feel like I am actually being admired. Loved. My head is gone, literally. I cant think of anything anymore all I hear is the music and the sound of our moans collectively.
An hour has passed now and our sweaty bodies are laid up on top of the covers. We went about 6 rounds in 60 minutes, you surely can keep up with me and I loved it. Never knew that anyone could and that made me even more aroused. The music from the 98 song playlist you made especially for me is still playing in the background and you turn to look at me. You have the biggest smile on your face and I am wondering if you're smiling about all the crazy sexual energies I just released upon you or something else. "What you smiling at" I say with a grin.
"Baby, I am just admiring how gorgeous you are. You are like moving art." Moving art?! No man has ever said that to me before. That is probably one of the sweetest tings I've ever heard and since I am so emotional, it did make me cry a little.
"Awww baby, don't cry. Its ok mama", you told me and grabbed me by my waist and kissed my forehead.
I reached over into my purse on the side of the bed and grabbed your other gifts. These were extremely personal and I expected you to react, but I was not expecting the sweetest most vulnerable reaction you did give. There were 6 handmade cards and a letter. I took the time to get everything laminated so that you can keep them forever. The cards also went with the balloons. I got 6 balloons to represent the 6 years you went without receiving anything from anyone on your birthday. I also made 6 cards for all of those years up until this one, your 26th birthday. Your smile got bigger and bigger after realizing what was happening. A card for every year and a sweet message on each. You slowly read them all with the biggest smile and you began to tear up just a little. You stopped halfway in between reading the cards and gave me the biggest hug for what I had given you. I kissed you and told you to continue to read. You got to the last card and you put them to the side and started to read the letter, but before you could read it, you burst into tears. "To my in laws, Philip & Joann, in Heaven" was the title of the letter. I took the time to write a letter to your parents in heaven. Thanking them for gifting me such a great man and that I would take care of their son. I let them know how proud of you they should be and it was truly heart felt. You ended up not reading that letter that night because it brought on too many emotions, but you cried in my arms for five minutes, missing them, but so thankful for everything I had done to make your birthday very special. It was in that moment after seeing how special you were to me that I would take my time to do something like that, that I was truly in love again.
......... TO BE CONTINUED.