He says he wants to serve me coffee and intimacy…….
Yesterday was a beautiful day De Licious and her man jumped the broom………..she is now a wife (again) it was a beautiful thing to witness. There was one point in the ceremony where he just turned to her and looked at her like there was no one else in the room. He was bursting with pride and I watched them last night at the reception drinks looking and acting very much like the power couple. She was so happy, she looked amazing, and she worked the room with the air of someone who is in command but more importantly secure and completely happy! I was honoured to be involved in their day … and it was lovely. After the wedding we went to her in laws for lunch and ate a whole lotta Sri Lankan food then went home to regroup and change for the nights festivities which were in a bar in central London.
T-nasty came and there was a whole lot of free booze (thanks to the married couple) and some nibbles and stuff. The music was good and I was sooo tired that I knew if I drank and sat it was going to be curtains for me so T- nasty and I steadily drank our way through a couple of bottles of wine and danced our behinds off with a group of the grooms work mates - we quickly dubbed ourselves the “cool kids” and I was pleasantly surprised by the fat bespectacled white dude who was holding his own on the dance floor surrounded by a few tipsy “ethnic chicks”
So we drank and partied and I was so glad that none of the moody heifers from the hen night came Nasty and I left at around 11 because we were both shattered and she had stuff to do in the morning. So we left and walked and giggled our way to the tube. On the way we were accosted by an Asian guy handing out leaflets for some bar and T-Nasty just turned to him and said:
“ where is a good bar to go meet black men as my friend needs to meet someone”
The flyer guy looked stunned and was like “I don’t know”
Me: “ where can we go to meet some nice Asian men?”
The flyer guy started laughing and said “I am not sure …I am not from here”
Then we got into a conversation about where he was from (cant remember) but then it emerged that he speaks French so we started prattling away in French when this guy walked past us, he stopped turned around and walked towards us. You speak French ? He asked “yes”I replied then he just started talking from there. Now I normally I try not to get chatted up in a semi inebriated state, I try put my best foot forward as boozy breath, blood shot eyes, fits of giggles and all that other stuff are not exactly sexy but at that moment and time I really did not give a toss - so we chatted all the way to the station. T-nasty looked bemused and intrigued and we got to Piccadilly station and realised that he and I were going the same way for a few stops (he was headed north, I west)
So were chatted for a bit and he hit me with the usual stuff, do you have a man, a beautiful girl like you should not have to travel home alone. Then he asked for my number and offered to make me dinner one evening this week (dang I don’t know what it is that is making these men want to cook for me! that’s the 3rd one in 3 weeks LOL) he asked for my number and I gave it to him, he called me this morning and we spoke for 2 hrs!! He explained that he works in the upper level of the bar where we were that night (coincidence) in the restaurant. He is in his final year of his degree in Tourism Management, he is passionate about the environment and is involved in a few grassroots projects that provide education to local people (Africans) etc his hobbies include cycling, swimming and cooking dinner for friends.
When he called me this morning he asked how I felt, he asked if I had eaten breakfast I said yes, he asked what I had eaten I lied and said fruit (I actually ate egg and sausage lol) He advised me to drink lots of water and really was angling for an opening in the conversation so that he could suggest meeting up and going to the movies ..he hinted at it. I was not in a rush to go anywhere. He must be a chef at the restaurant where he works because he mentioned cooking me dinner again ..I said maybe. I must say he is smooth - he said I should not have to make my own breakfast or coffee on a Sunday morning and that I should have someone to pamper and spoil and cuddle me !! LMAO (cheeky bugger)
To be honest me and my horny ass do NOT need to be going to a mans house to be wined and dined because lord knows where it will end up!
One of the things he asked me last night was whether I am a Christian which surprised me as that’s not really first meeting stuff to talk about. We spoke a little about it today and he has invited me to go with him to his church sometime. Again I said maybe - I DON’T want to be stuck in a funny happy clappy church on a Sunday afternoon without knowing what I am getting myself into …I want to know the doctrines of the church before I go because some of these churches especially the African ones can be weird ( a friend of mine has an ex who goes to a church where they actually pray against people who have wronged them)
I don’t know ….this guy definitely caught my attention purely based on the fact that we had some good intellectually stimulating conversation and its been a while since a man flirted so unabashedly with me. As we spoke and flirted he revealed himself to be a stay at home and cuddle on the sofa kind of guy and thats one thing that I find quite attractive he spoke and I listened attentively for now he is offering dinner and intimacy.(for now,and I am mindful that my converstion is not the only thing that he is after)
The wary “jilted soon to be ex wife” in me is warning me to excersize caution and restraint. But my inner ho is literally tap dancing with glee and delight. I guess I will need to find a happy medium before I see him again ……………………………………if I see him again. Lord have mercy!
