A Black Love Short Story #1

It's late spring, you just exchanged energy for the first time with someone you really really like that you've been talking to since early spring. It exceeded both of y'all's expectations... It's a random Saturday morning session after you spent the night at their place and it's now about 7 a.m. ...after a great Friday night out on the town everything seemed as if it couldn't get any better. She, lying on his chest...he, with his arm holding her close. Both still without clothes...the room quiet and the sun just starting to peek through the windows.*

He asks her: "so what did you have planned for today?"

She exhales heavily... obviously agitated with something.

He asks, with a chuckle, "What was that about?" 

She chuckles, then explains...."you see all this hair? I have to take out these braids and wash my hair. It's gonna be an all day event."

They both share a moment of laughter...

Her: all that hair you have I'm sure you can relate.

Him: Yup.

Her: so what's your plan for the day? 

Him: "well...I just wanted to spend the day with you fr fr...so if it's cool, I'll help you take your braids out and wash your hair for you. And when we done washing your hair you can help me wash mine then...fuck it. We'll make today a wash day. If That's cool" Lol

Her: 🥺🥰🙏🏿 hiding her excitement she melts even further into his chest......"yes, that's cool, I'd love that actually." 

The End