DeeDee Walker – PDA: 29th July
I don’t know about anyone else but the topic of PDA (public displays of affection) is, when you’re with a FB, a no-no. In fact being seen together generally is a no-no; it’s strictly late nights and behind closed downs. However … there was this one guy – Bola Isaiah Green or as I called him Mr BIG (and not just because of his initials) that I more often than not broke this rule. He was half Jamaica, half Nigerian. I know, I know … a combination of two of the fieriest, argumentative, overly confident, boastful and horniest people on the planet. Bola was a temp at my work place and from day one my man was on my case. He wasn’t crass or crude with his approach, just relentless – a trait of both Jamaican and Nigerian men. I do have to hand it to him; he was a gentleman … a horny beast but a gentleman. Every Monday I’d be my coffee and doughnut – if I’ve got the Monday blues I’d need the caffeine and sugar rush to kick start my day. Anyway, Bola must have picked up on this and all of a sudden I’d come into the office and he’d have coffee and doughnuts waiting for me. I knew what he wanted; he knew that I knew what he wanted. I’d be blatant with him and tell him he doesn’t get any brownie points but he still continued to supply my Monday fix. He did become my Monday pusher man giving me my Monday morning drugs, it was sweet I have to say. He’d invite me out for lunch, after work drinks, dinner, movies, theatre the works. Now don’t get me wrong its not that I wasn’t interested, I was. Bola was about 5’9, dressed slick, kissable lips, cheeky smile and had a tick chest – he was most fuckable indeed. Maybe it was the JA/9ja blend but he was funny, confident, charming and sexy. However, 1.we worked together – which in the DeeDee Walker book of rules is in the top 10 of no-nos. 2. He was blatant with his approach and everyone in the office was watching us and this little ‘office chase, come romance’. I wasn’t about to be the topic of conversation in the staff room or at the water fountain. Different time, different place I would have fucked him til I moaned like a bitch. His compliments made me laugh … and sometimes wet. Point in case when he said.
‘DeeDee Walker, you look so good today I’d turn down mummy’s Sunday dinner just to feast on you.’ Continue reading
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