The Neighbor - pt. 4

I called Camilla later that evening and asked her out to dinner. She said no informing me that she had cooked already. She invited me over for dinner instead. I didn’t want to have this conversation in her home. I didn’t want her pulling anything out on me. I relentlessly gave in. I asked what she cook so I could bring the appropriate wine to accompany the meal. She made one of my favorites, Shrimp Alfredo, toasted garlic bread (with real garlic, and not the powder) and a garden salad with French dressing. I couldn’t wait to get over to her house. I quickly dismissed any anxieties that I was momentarily experiences. I stopped by the liquor store. I ended up purchasing two bottles of wine and some Grey Goose. When I arrived at Camilla’s house, she had the scented candles burning, soft music playing in the background, the blinds closed, and the food on the table already served. She was dressed in a black and red corset and black pajama bottoms. She looked great. I honestly didn’t want to strain the moment with my news, but… Her hair was pinned up with loose hairs hanging to the side. She reminded me of Lisa Raye for a brief second. I truthfully didn’t want to go there… I thought once again, but…

All I could do was stare at her, wondering what her reaction was going to be like. I looked good, if I must say to myself. I had on a pair of Coogi jeans, a white tee, and white fitted, blue and gray new balance’s, and the cologne that she brought for me for our 6 month anniversary, Perry Ellis. When she let me in, she said “hmmm, I’ll take him” We both laughed. She took the bag out of my hand in order to embrace me. We hugged for a very long time. She leaned into my body feeling and smelling sexy. I proceeded to take off her corset by unfastening the lace that was holding it together. She let a moan escape from between her lips. She moaned once more right into my mouth. Our lips touched, locking together like a soft padlock. Her lips were soft, smooth, and tasted like strawberries. Her corset fall on the floor, I continued kissing her while embracing her upper body,. I pulled her into me, and rubbed her back with my hands. She has the cutest butterfly tattoo on her right shoulder blade. I traced my fingers across it. The skin around that area was slightly raised.

I continued rubbing on her spot. She pulled away from my lips whispering where she wanted me to touch her next. Her body was amazing. She begged gently and softly for me to pull and pinch her nipples. They were already erect from brushing against my shirt. I loved the way her body felt against mine. I answered her call when I loosened my embrace and firmly grabbed both her breast. I kneaded them. Her breasts were soft and delicate to the touch. I squeezed a little tighter just how she likes it, another moan passed through her lips. This continued for several minutes. She reached down and unbuckled my belt and jeans. Once my jeans were loosened, she noticed my boy. Once she noticed my friend and how lonely he felt, she immediately grabbed for him. He told me to lean back and relax.

All I could say was “hot dizzammmmmm..”, she did her thing. We didn’t make it to the bedroom, and I believe we broke one of her dining room chairs being rough and wild. We didn’t eat dinner until the wee hours of the morning. She had gotten up to make us both a plate. When she returned, she asked me what I wanted to talk to her about. I didn’t want to end out sensual moment; however, the situation had to be dealt with. I didn’t want any secrets or negative surprises between us. I got up to fetch a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.

We would definitely need it to complete this discussion. I returned to the spot in the dining room where we slept most of the night after having sex. I pulled my boxers from the chair and put them on. She just looked at me with concern in her eyes. She knew I never willing got dressed after one of our sessions. I would try to go another round or two before passing out for good. Anyway, I took the plate from Camilla. I placed it on my lap. I needed both my hands as I poured some wine into her glass. I passed it to her. She sipped it. She was obviously nervous she didn’t know what I was about to say to her.

I told her let’s finish eating. She hesitated but complied. We both ate slowly not really want to have this early morning discussion. Out of nowhere Camilla asked me – Are you breaking up with me? I laughed. It was the wrong move at that moment, but I was nervous as well. She rolled her eyes at me. I switched up and become totally serious like I was about to play a game. I waved my arm at her saying no, I am not. She continued to stare at me waiting for me to open up the can of worms. I coughed. I honestly didn’t know where to begin so I just jumped right in. I began my story with the last time I saw Linda in high school and concluded with the last time I saw her as an adult, followed by the talk I had with my mother. All she did was gawked at me. She said nothing, there was no reaction. When she finally spoke, she said she’ll be back after utilizing the bathroom. I wasn’t expecting a clam response to the bomb that I just dropped in her lap. This once more proved that I wasn’t getting married to the average black woman.

When she returned, she said I have to be honest with you as well. Camilla proceeded to tell me that she used to date Linda in college and for a few years thereafter. They recently broke up. They were respectful to one another up until recently when Linda heard through the grapevine that I was interested in you. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Was the world really this small? This was less than six degrees of separation. I was emotionless. Camilla said I mentioned my interest to my cousin and he asked his homeboy to hook us up. No one saw a problem with it since I’ve never dated anyone in the league before, most of his friends thought I was gay and it was true until I broke up with Linda. I never knew, while she never mentioned to me that she knew you. I always watched the games on TV especially if I couldn’t make it to a home game due to my business traveling. She had to know I had a crush on one of the players. I guess she actually did suspect something; just not that it would be you of all people.

I finally got my voice, and inquired about her sexuality again. I would have sworn she just told me she was a lesbo up until her and Linda broke up. For some reason, it wouldn’t sink in so I pointedly asked her what does she consider herself now…a bi-sexual or a lesbian? She said she is straight with bi-curious tendencies. Now, this was some new bullshit to me. My second question to her was does Linda have any kids? Camilla answered yes. She got pregnant in high school that part is true from what I can remember. She told me that the baby’s father was one of her teachers. She never admitted to her parents who the father was I couldn’t help myself so I asked if Linda told her about Carla and Renee. Camilla said Linda told me that Carla stabbed her in the back, but never got into the reason why. She did tell me that her other caught her and someone named, Nee’ rolling around in her bed.

I couldn’t believe that Linda was telling the truth back then, even though the story was incomplete and that she was still immature. Is she really trying to get back at me for dating Carla and now Camilla? I had no idea how I was going to deal with this. I still wanted to marry Camilla; however, I needed to know that the “bi” side was officially off the market. I gently asked her. She said she hasn’t been with a female since Linda, and doesn’t have the desire to with another one. I couldn’t hold it any longer I asked her to marry me,. She just looked at me like I was playing a trick on her. I know the feeling so I told her I am being serious. I want her to be my wife forever and always. I told her the ring is at my house. I planned on taking you to dinner to your favorite restaurant and doing it the right way. I couldn’t wait any longer – I confessed to her. She shook her head yes, with tears streaming down her face.

(c) 2010 TigerSagg Ent.

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