My Curvy Belle

I’ve always had a sixth sense about certain things in life; never felt it with a woman before though. But I’m comfortable enough with that shit to know not to ignore what my gut is telling me.

At thirty two almost thirty three, I’m also grown enough to know the difference between lust and a strong like. Lust I’d left behind on the streets of L.A. What I saw and felt in that parking lot this morning was so much more.

More than that, for the first time it’s something I want to explore beyond the norm. For a female to stay on my mind this long for something more than getting the skins, I know there has to be something there.

I held my hand out to the fractious little filly that gamboled over to me and smiled when she nudged it out of the way. Another sassy female. She snorted at me and gave me the eye roll while butting her head at me.

“You’re a mean one ain’t you girl?” She wasn’t having it. She was more interested in the sugar cube I had hidden in my pocket. As I ran my hand over her mane and she snorted at me, I thought of another filly that I wanted to tame.

Like magic my phone rang and I damn near broke my arm getting it out of my back pocket. “ You’ve reached Logan.” I didn’t even have to look at the readout, my body’s reaction told me all I needed to know.

“This is Belle.”

“Hello Belle, I’m glad you decided to call.” I fed the horse her sugar cube, patted her goodbye and walked away. I was giddy as a kid falling in love for the first. Fuck, not that nightmare again.

“I’m coming to get you.” Dead silence for a long few seconds and then. “What? You don’t know where I am.” She sounded like she expected to turn around and see me walking up behind her.

“Yeah I do. Don’t freak, I’ll tell you how I know when I get there. If you get nervous between now and then ask your grandma about me, but don’t you dare go anywhere.”

I hung up quick before she could try to talk me out of it or voice any objections. She’s either gonna think I’m nuts or a stalker at this point. My game is fucked with this one.

I don’t give a fuck what she thinks in the beginning, it’s what she learns in the not too distant future that I’m more concerned about.

I’d be the first to admit that I know nothing at all about dating a prospective wife or long term girlfriend. So far all my contacts were little more than hookups.

But I have at least one thing going for me here, I know what I want. Just the fact that I’m even having this conversation with myself says a lot. The girl’s got me halfway hooked and she didn’t even try.

I hopped into my truck and waved to mom who was back on her peeping shit again and sped down the driveway leaving dust behind. It’s the only way to drive in these parts. Brings back memories.

For some reason, maybe because I was on my way to see her, everything around me looked different. Even the white ranch fencing that ran through the property to the large iron gates looked brighter.

Maybe it’s because I was low key imagining her here. I could see us taking long walks in the evenings, just as the sun reaches the western sky over the trees.

I never brought a woman home before, not even when I was in high school or college. I’ve always respected the significance of introducing a woman to my family and never once felt the urge; until now.

I looked down at my dick that seemed to be getting harder the closer I got to the turnoff to her grandmother’s place. Shit was throbbing like a toothache. Greedy bastard would show his ass now.

It’s because of him that I got to her in ten minutes instead of twenty. “Listen you. When we get in there, I’ma need you to behave yourself. Stay the fuck down and whatever you do, don’t poke ‘er.”

I knew his ass wasn’t listening because he was already sniffing the air. Once I got my mind off of him, it turned to more serious matters. Like what exactly was waiting for me beyond that door.

Am I walking into the rest of my life? Or is this just going to turn out to be one of those things that I find it easy to walk away from? The thumping of my heart told me different.

In fact I knew before I came here that I meant to take more from her than I ever have before with anyone. Even more, I want to give her more than I’ve ever shared.