I got home and had debated the entire way, whether I wanted to return Steven’s phone call.I had sent it straight to voicemail when he tried reaching me earlier.I was still miffed at the way he had treated me.
I got to the house and went straight for a bottle of wine.Plopping down on the couch with the bottle, I poured a full glass and started downing it.I grabbed my phone, pulled up the phone page, and thumbed to Steven’s number.Then I closed it all down.I must have done that a half a dozen times and finally went through with calling him.
He apologized and wanted to come see me.I told him to bring some take out if he was going to come over because I was not going to cook.I got up and put the wine back to chill again and started stripping to get in the shower.
After washing off all of the grime and sweat and makeup and filth of the day, I popped into a pale lavender teddy that Steven had gotten me a couple of years ago.It was older and a little worn but it sure did fit me well.I grabbed a kimono robe and went back to the couch with the bottle of wine.I no sooner poured another glass of the Cab, than Steven knocked and came through the front door.He had my favorite super extra spicey General Tso’s Chicken as I could smell it.He set the food on the table and asked if there was any more wine in the kitchen since I had obviously finished the bottle sitting out.I told them there was and off he went.DAMN, he has a beautiful ass that I love to hold when he’s deep in me!He came out, sat down on the floor and started the small talk.Chit chat nonsense that kids do when they screwed up and know they screwed up.
He wanted to know if there was anything he could do to make this all up to me. I played hard to get, or at least I like to think I did.I said all the good things. “You hurt me.You made me feel like a cheap whore. You treated me like I was disposable and only good for your pleasure.”Steven only nodded in agreement.He said he was sorry and that he wanted to make things up to me.He had begun to stroke my legs as I had them pulled up on the couch and he sat on the floor.I loved how he touched me. I was getting a little light-headed.I was buzzing from the wine; my love’s hands had moved from my feet to my thighs. I had to sit back and take a couple of deep breaths.He laid his head on my calves and held my legs.I couldn’t stay mad at him for long.I don’t know that I could have taken him, but I surely wanted to feel him next to me.
I sat up, took his face in my hands and said “I love you beyond words, but don’t ever hurt me like that again.” I stood up, grabbed his hands and said “It’s been a long hard day to end a long hard week.”I just want to lay down and sleep a little with you.”With that I pulled him along to the bedroom, dropped my robe of my shoulders to the floor, climbed into the unmade bed and snuggled down into the covers.
I woke up about midnight, my stomach growling.I slipped out of bed and went to the living room where the Chinese food still sat, in the carry out containers.I grabbed the bags and went to the kitchen.I dug out a couple of bowls and plates and dumped the food on to them.I started to microwave it and Steven came out rubbing his eyes.He asked what time it was and after looking at the clock decided there must be some late-night TV he could watch. Or WE could watch.I finished heating the food and got a tray to carry it all into the living room and we proceeded to flip through the channels and eat warmed up carry out.
