[ “I often speak through my actions, but paint pictures with words that you can close your eyes and imagine” – Paul Cain ]
After a relatively long 2 nights I was sleep by 10pm. Started out on the couch, then somewhere between 2 and 4am I woke up and moved to the unoccupied bedroom. As soon as my head it the pillow, I was out.......
4:20am..."and when you get to talk about the greatest, I just really hope that youuu think of meee" comes blaring from the phone, my eyes open, you shift in the covers, I glance at the phone, ignore.
7am.. First the loud piercing <ping> of the message notifier. Then comes the Drake/Young Jeezy ringtone again. This time however, I answer. Its Chocolate Giddy Up (CGU). "Yeah…10 minutes?...bet". I hang up, sit up, stretch, then turn to my right and kiss her on the forehead. Almost tripping over towels while heading out the room, I pick them up asking myself…”how’d these get here?”. I shake it off and continue about my business.
7:45am…"aight man, you get the bikes off, I'll check the gear"...'got it'... Ipods? Check! Camel backs? [ thats a backpack, that holds water in it ] Check! Gloves? Check! Helmets? Check! Shoes? ”Damn”...'man are u serious?', "nah i'm kidding” [CGU, hates this lol]. Check! 'Aight man...the usual route, then we’ll head towards Chevy Chase, try to keep up'..."got it, see you on capitol hill ".
8:10am… while crossing in front of the Lincoln memorial, I look to the left and see the capital, the Washington monument, Vietnam memorial, and then the reflecting pool that’s under construction. All against a back drop of a mostly risen sun. Beautiful sight...I keep pedaling while also making sure to smile at the 2 females who are snapping pics of who appears to be their mother posing for a pic. They smile back, I keep it movin.
1:45pm…45.8 miles later. "Good ride man"...'yup stopping for the usual brew?'..."nah, gotta get back"...'ohh now someone gotta get back? We always grab brews'..."yea, you right aight 1 small pitcher"..'each'..."yea"
3pm…“hello…hey baby I'm on my way back now"...'i need frosting'..."ok" she's always baking something.
3:35pm…halfway to the door I realize the frostings’ still in the car. [ Thats what happens when you try to do 3 things at once ]
3:40pm…I open the door…"hey I got the frosting you requested. But since there wasn’t a specific kind I got….hello?”. I hear the shower running and proceed upstairs. Before I reach the top step, my shirt is sliding down the banister. I round the corner, kick off my shoes, then step across the wood flooring and through the common area that separates the bedrooms.
3:42pm…Stepping into the room I loosen the draw string of my shorts and by the time I reach the bathroom door, I'm stepping out of them. Seconds later I pull the curtain back to reveal you showering. I smile, “Fancy meeting you here” and step in. 'Yea, I like to be seen here from time to time’ is your reply, followed by a smile. We lean in to kiss. ‘Good ride?’ you ask as you turn back to face towards the water…”yea it was, saw a beautiful site”...you reply ’what’d she look like?’ without looking back…”ha, ha, ha (I softly kiss your neck) not that type of site, besides it pales in comparison to what I’m seeing in front of me right now” (I cock my head to the left and focus in on your butt)…’ah huh, a likely response (as you turn back around to face me, water now hitting your back)’…you look up at me with those beautiful eyes. The soapy loofa that you’re holding begins to wonder around my waist region. You bite your lower lip while looking up at me as if you’re up to something. I rise. You say ‘such a dirty boy’ and remove yourself from the shower.
4pm...Minutes after your abrupt departure from the shower [not cool by the way] I come out of the bathroom to find you sitting wrapped in a towel on the bed, hair dripping, flipping through your ipod. “So what’s the plan for the rest of the day?” I ask. ‘I just planned on laying here for a while’ is your reply…”with or without the towel, I don’t want my blanket getting wet” (I smile)…you pause, stand, and say ‘if you think about it, it really won’t matter because either way, blankets and sheets would still get wet’. then you stand up, drop the towel you were once wrapped in and start to make your way by me (as if your leaving the room), “Oh really” but before you can make it past me, I have you in my arms….’well, that was the plan’… we kiss, then I gently bite (then suck) your lower lip. You remove the towel from your hair and say…’good plan huh?’. I respond ”Absolutely” as you drop the towel and we move towards the bed. At that point time seemed to stop as we began to make love.
4:20am..."and when you get to talk abt the greatest, I just really hope that youuu think of meee" comes blaring from the phone, my eyes open, you shift in the covers, I glance at the phone, pause....ignore.
7am... First the loud piercing <ping> of the message notifier. Then, again comes the Drake/Young Jeezy ringtone. This time, I answer. Its Chocolate Giddy Up (CGU). "Yeah…10 minutes?...bet". I hang up, sit up, stretch, then turn to my right and kiss her forehead. Almost tripping over towels while heading out the room, I pick them up asking myself…”how’d these get here?” I shake it off and continue about my business..
If this is groundhog day, sign me up.
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