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“Sorry you have the wrong number” I replied to a lady asking for a Sonia over the phone. It was 5 o’clock in the afternoon on a Friday and I was worn out after a difficult week of work at the office. My partner Rashida was not home as yet from the gym. I finished preparing dinner and was in the sofa relaxing, watching “a minute to win it” it’s a game on Bravo on the local cable where the opponents are given tasks to complete in less than a minute. Rashida and I had been together for a little over a year and things were going as they should for a happy couple, love making was very satisfying and I commend her daily because it is not often a Gemini like me can be sexually satisfied. The home phone rang again; I glanced at my watch looking at the time, it was 6:15pm so I figured it could be one of our parents or one of Rash many friends. I picked up the receiver and placed it at my ear said “hello”, I was about to flip out when I heard the same voice asking for Sonia. In my thoughts I told her no ends of expletives but vocally I replied “I am sorry you have the wrong number miss, there is no Sonia here”, “is this 903 – 6180?” she asked, and I replied with a sigh of annoyance “no, this is 903 – 6188” she apologised “Sorry my mistake, please have a good evening”, “blessed love” was my reply before hanging up.
     Now I was there arguing with the television as usual, until for reason beyond my control goose bumps covered my skin when I began reminiscing on the voice I heard over the phone it was a very soft sexy voice and I was imaging a face and body behind the mysterious call. My bubble of thought burst at the sound of keys rattling in the door, right then my hormones shift in gear knowing that had to be my first lady.
“Babe!” she shouted
Not knowing I was in the living room I quickly got up and ran behind the door before it was fully open, my attempt was to startle her. She shouted again but I still ignored until she turned to close the door. I slide facing her, closing the down with my lower body and before she could otter another word my mouth scooped down on hers snatching her next breath and replacing it with a demanding warm mouth. I heard her moan and felt her trying not to return the kiss but found herself doing so at the realisation it was me. She wrapped her arms around my neck on tip toes, I always found it cute, I smiled as my tongue enters her mouth. I swear my boxers were soaked when I felt her breast pressed deep into my chest, the marina served no purpose for all I care, it felt as if her nipples were touching my bare skin. I deepen the kiss and she shivered gripping me tighter around my neck sending electrifying charge all the way to the junction of my thighs, she tasted damn good. Every time we kissed it feels like the very first time, I lift her up with her legs wrapped around mine I was heading upstairs when the backfiring of a car in the distance took the chance from my hand, before I let her down, I swipe my tongue over her lips for one final time, she smiled and said “what in the world ....” before she could finish her sentence a shout “Sani!” interrupted greeting me as I opened the door.
“Hey JB” I sighed as she marched in the house,
“Did I interrupt something” she asked giving Rash a kiss on the cheek before making her way to the kitchen. I walked toward Rash because I knew she was disappointed......
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