“You look really dapper,and you smell good, young man.” Mrs. Jackson spoke from the sofa inside of her living room.
“Thank you, Mrs. Jackson.” I politely smiled.
“Mmmhmm, you ain’t gotta call me Mrs. Jackson. Now my husband not gone allow you to call him by his first name until he fully likes you.” She chuckled.
I shifted where I stood as I gave her my full attention. I waited close to the steps for Truly to descend but had been engaging in small conversation with her mother. Truly looked a lot like her mother, she had her complexion down to her doe shaped eyes. Mrs. Jackson didn’t look a day over thirty. She had long curved red nails, her thick wavey hair was placed into a neat high bun.
“What would you like me to call you.” I turned away from the steps to face her.
“Call me Denise… I figured you’d need my first and last name to give to the police one day if necessary.” She flicked her big eyes up from her phone to give me a threatening stare.
I bit down on the inside of my jaw to keep myself from laughing in her face. For her to be so small, her threats didn’t sound nor make me intimidated. I nodded my head in understanding, because I knew a follow up was coming next.
“I like you so far, Bleu and that says a lot because I don’t like nobody but my husband and kids. Most days I barely like them.” She rolled her eyes.
“Now about my Truly or anyone of my girls…I’ll move mountains and fight a thousand gorillas by myself! If you anything like Aubry, you might as well walk out that front door. Only reason why he’s still breathing is because I love my GG baby and?—”
“Ma!” Truly yelled from the top step.
“Hey baby! I was just having a good ol’ talk with Bleu.” Denise waved her hand nonchalantly.
I took my time to turn around to lay eyes on Thickumz. Soon as I turned and laid eyes on her my heart stuttered. I clutched my chest and bowed my head with my eyes shutting for a beat before I opened them and appreciated how beautiful she looked for me tonight.
Damn, Tru…How can I focus on wining and dining you while looking like that?
Desire blazed inside of me as the soft sweet smell of her perfume drifted up my nose. I placed my eyes on her French tip toes then slowly brought them up to her oiled ankles, legs, knees…my eyes paused at her thick thighs.
Self-control…
I reminded myself as I gazed into her big sexy eyes. Her skin shined, and the pale blue dress hugged every curve like it was stitched directly onto her.
“T—Truly…” My words trailed off.
“Girlllll, you got this man stuttering!” Denise laughed and clapped her hands.
I ignored the short bickering between mother and daughter because all I could see right now was her. I couldn’t take my eyes off of Truly even if someone jumped in front of me with a gun. She hesitantly stepped down the first step and my chest tightened
Her short pixie cut was copper brown with small streaks of blonde. It complimented her skin graciously. It looked like she finger-waved her hair, she didn’t have on a ton of make-up either, it was just enough to highlight her diamond shaped face. I dragged my gaze away from her face and back down the path of her figure.
I zoomed in on the delicate arch of her ankle to the sweet fullness of her hips.
“Bleu, you look handsome.” Truly smiled as I continued to gawk at her.
“Cat got Bleu’s tongue chile.” Denise cut in.
“Excuse my momma, she must’ve had too much wine since it’s her off day.” Truly cut her eyes over to her mom.
How did I tell her that she looked like she was carved from something precious…
Something powerful.
Something meant to be admired and not touched recklessly. I wanted to take my time when the night ended to see her model in that dress. I could already picture her thick ass hips switching from side to side as she slowly stripped down to nothing in front of me.
I could taste her essence at the tip of my tongue until it flooded the rest of my taste buds. I wanted her legs wrapped around and locking around my back as I pounded the lining out of her pussy making sure that my name was stained to her inner walls.
Heat hit the back of my neck, I was annoyed and yet again surprised at myself. If Dreu witnessed me like this, I’d never hear the end of it. Nobody had ever made me struggle for words, and nobody ever made me feel…this.
This feeling was something serious, it was something that I wanted to last and embrace. I wanted a list of things that Truly wanted and needed…One by one, I’d fulfill all of that just to see and keep her happy. I wanted to assure her that choosing me would be one of the best choices in her life. I could prove this shit with actions, patience, and making the proper time to spend time with her.
