Me: Mmmm…I’d rather wait for you to do it for me
I bite my lip, knowing exactly what territory we’re heading into. It makes me blush, but honestly, it’s so much fun.
A: Tell me what you want me to do to you
It’s hard to put into words—or text, rather—what is on my mind. It makes me feel exposed, but this is Alejandro. And my papi always gets what he wants. It’s just a matter of time really.
Me: I want your fingers…
Me: inside me
There’s a long, drawn-out pause that makes me nervous.
A: Mami…you’ve been very bad tonight
A: You deserve a spanking
Me: Mmmm. But that wouldn’t be much of a punishment ;)
A: I’m 30 mins away
Me: :O
Me: You’re back????
A: Si. Checking into a hotel for the night
A: I want to see you
Me: I want to see you too
He tells me where he’s at and requests me to come to him. Instantly, my headache is forgotten and I’m focused on the clock sitting on the nightstand. It’s after midnight already.
Me: I can’t tonight.
A: Why
Me: Because it’s late and I’m not leaving the kids alone
A: They’ll be fine. Won’t even know you’re gone.
That’s typical of a man, isn’t it? They don’t have the same instincts as a mother, who would never, ever dream of leaving her children unattended. What if there was a fire? An intruder? What if one of them had a bad dream and needed me, only to find my bed empty? I could never do that to them. My answer is a firm no.
A: Then I’ll come to you
This presents another dilemma. If I let him come to me, he’d cross paths with my kids, and it’s far too early into our—uncertain—relationship for meet and greets, especially at this hour.
Me: I can’t let you in. My kids aren’t allowed to meet you yet
A: That’s okay
A: I just need to kiss you
A: I need to bite those lips
My heart is racing as I reply, my mind working out the logistics, because I refuse to deny him. Hell, I refuse to deny myself.
Me: So you’re fine with coming all the way here just to stand outside and kiss me? Am I really worth the trouble?