After we came back from Sanguine Winds, I ate Temmy’s pussy while we were taking a shower, then when we got out, I fed her on the kitchen counter like I always do before giving her this dick and making her cum three times. Now she was asleep with her mouth open and drooling on my damn chest, but I didn’t mind.
I was wrong for giving her the cold shoulder instead of addressing my issue, but so was she. Part of me feels she overheard my conversation with Dom about spending my birthday with her. And if she did, I would have preferred her to just ask me about it rather than respond weirdly.
When I walked into the living room, and she was on her knees waiting for me, I let it go then. Temmy’s not the submissive kind of woman. She’s a boss in her own right. She commands attention and respect, and not just because of how she fills out a skirt or the high ass heels she wears. Her whole aura is infectious and pulls you in.
Her asking me for a damn threesome threw me off completely. We never talked about it, so knowing that she wanted one made me feel like she was tired of our arrangement. And that feeling had me being childish as fuck and handling her in a way that was new to us both.
Although she tried to take it back several times since she said it, I wasn’t going to let her. Clearly, she thought some shit was missing between us, and I was going to let her see that she had everything she needed in me without the extra person in our mix.
I knew opening up and communicating certain things was my downfall. It reminded me of my issues with Ray when she was here. When she would bring shit to me, if I couldn’t handle it, I would shut down and stay to myself.
One of our last conversations, before we found out she had cancer, was about that very thing, and I saw myself doing it with Temmy. When I felt that chill after Temmy snuck out the patio door in the room, I knew it was Ray, and I had to check myself.
Whatever this was between me and Temmy was something I wanted to pursue past these monthly hook-ups we’d been doing. I had already made up my mind that next month I would tell her how I felt. I needed some time to process it myself for real before bringing it to her.
I wanted to be sure that what I felt for her was real and get my words together to tell her what she meant to me.
Temmy throwing her leg across my thigh drew me out of my thoughts. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her forehead. She moaned and puckered her lips, and I gave her a quick peck. Even in her sleep, she demanded affection from me, and I honestly had no problem giving it to her.