I spent the whole morning with Gabriel’s parents. His father gave me a tour of the whole farm; we spent the morning going through his daily chores. Gabriel had a full day of work so I had to do my own thing today. His dad was more than happy to spend the day with me. I got to see what it really takes to run a fully functioning farm.It’s amazing to see where Gabriel gets his work ethic. They both love what they do, they treat their employees with so much respect and they are always so eager to share information with others. I enjoyed my time with him, he’s a cool dude.Now I’m making lunch with his mom. She’s her husband’s complete opposite, where he’s talkative and smiley. She’s quiet and reserved. Now that I spent more than a few hours with his parents I can tell Gabriel us the perfect blend of the two of them. He took his father’s work ethic and commanding presence and his mother’s calm. &ldqu
Johannesburg “You look incredible.” Says to me as we walk into a dinner party hosted at the Levelthree in Joburg. He asked me to be his plus one tonight and I had to come through for my man. It’s a networking event for South Africa’s most rich and influential. The event is hosted by one of Gabriel’s friend a young business woman named Maite, she owns one of the biggest beauty brands in South Africa.I am obsessed with her, she has one of the most incredible minds. She started her beauty business out of her university dorm and now she is one of the richest women in Africa. My mind is blown being here; I am doing my best to contain my excitement. Maite is legendary and I feel so grateful for Gabriel, he’s the reason I’m here.On a normal day I could have gotten a ticket to get in here and interact with the people here at arm’s length but being here with him is so much
“Ryan baby, wake up.” Gabriel says kissing me. I slowly come out of sleep. I blink looking at him confused. He’s sitting next to me on the bed. He’s fully dressed in sweats and t-shirt. Why isn’t he naked? We went to sleep butt naked last night.“What time is it?”I ask looking out the window, it’s still dark. Am I missing something? Today is Sunday, we have nowhere to go. So why do we need to wake up early?“5:59.” He says touching my face softly. I lean into his touch closing my eyes, feeling sleep come back slowly. I don’t want to get out of bed, it’s so comfortable here.“I want to show you something.” He says and I groan. Can’t it wait? I don’t want to go anywhere.“Right now?” I ask and he chuckles softly, I open my eyes looking at him. He’s not budging; he really wants me to get out of bed. I sit up slowly and stretch. He looks at my nak
One year later “Gabriel what do you have planned tonight?” I ask my husband when he leads me into the garden in my pyjamas. It’s a Friday night and in our household, it means an adventure is due. We work hard during the week so that we can take time out on the weekends and have fun. We’ve been having these epic weekends since the day we got married. Gabriel and I have taking turns planning incredible dates. It can be a weekend long affair or just one night. As long as we show the love we have for each other; we have created so many memories together. It feesl like I’m living s dream. Gabriel is the ultimate romantic, he comes up with these incredible and thoughtful dates. I’m good at planning a great night but this man takes my breath away every time. Sometimes it’s not even about what we do, he has a knack for knowing what I need at the right moment. “I thought we would have a simple night in. I heard that tonight would be a good night to stargaze.” He says leading me into the gar
“Hey Ryan” my brother Zan’s voice comes through the speaker when I answer the phone. I look around the now empty office echoes, it’s 15 past knockoff and I’m still here. My boss would curse me out if he knew I was still sitting here. He is a firm believer in work-home balance. He doesn’t want overworked employees, the thought of anyone working past the allocated working hours hurts him physically. Those are his own words, I am not exaggerating. I work at a tech company as the CEO’s personal assistant. My boss Maximus, but we call him Max is the coolest person I know. He made a fortune creating high-tech security gadgets, he’s a genius and he knows it. But not in an irritating type of way, he’s wealthy and smart but he’s cool. He treats all his employees well. In fact, he treats all human beings well. I love working here and I love my job, which is why I start gathering my stuff so I can leave. I shut down my computer at the thought of having another painstakingly long conversation wit
When I get home I get through my night just as I predicted, bath, dinner: bed then Netflix. Half way through an episode of The prodigal son, I find my self bored out of my mind. I just can’t seem to get my mind to settle. “I need sex” I say to the empty room and naturally my hand snakes down to my pussy over my pyjamas . And my she’s so hot, I can feel my pussy’s heat through my pyjama pants.“Oh my, why are you so hot? ” I ask my pussy as if it’s a person.“Why are you doing this to me, you know we don’t have anyone to play with. He left cause we didn’t want to commit, you know that.” I continue as if someone’s going to answer me. I slowly rub over my pussy and it spasms lightly.I scream into my bedroom feeling each and every sound, breathe, touch of my sheets.“ Fuck has it really been that long since I got laid?” I ask genuinely concerned for my health. I know it’s only been a month but yoh! My pussy is acting up.I reach for my phone, I need to fin
Thursday is the busiest day of the week and being executive assistant to the CEO means I have to be on my toes all the time. If I’m on a 100 then my boss is on a thousand. It’s halfway through the day and we’ve been in one meeting after another. At this point, we’re ready to pass out but we won’t be doing that. “What time did you leave here yesterday? “ My boss asks looking down at a handful of papers he’s reading through. Clearly, the contents of the documents are not that interesting if he’s asking me about my knock-off time. “A little after 4:30,” I say not even trying to lie. He already knows the answer he just wants me to know that he knows. He frowns as a sign of disapproval. My phone rings at that moment saving me from a long lecture. “Hello,” I answer getting up to get some privacy. “Hi, may I please speak to Ryan?” a deep voice says on the other end of the phone. Chills run down my spine immediately. “This is she.” I reply “Ryan it’s Gabriel your brother’s friend. “ “
The next morning I wake up feeling relaxed, I slept very well last night. I muse as I stretch feeling good “Nothing like a good night’s sleep to reset,” I say out loud as I get out of bed to get ready for the day. My message notification pings and I reach for it. And the text reads. I wanted you to know that seeing you yesterday was the highlight of my day. It’s always good to see you. I would love to take you out sometime if you’re game – Gabriel I stare at the text for a good five minutes before I start moving again. I need to get ready to leave if I want to get home before the days end. I put the text behind my mind and get on with my day… By the time I look at my phone it’s 3:00 in the afternoon. It’s been 7 hours since the text. I got home two hours ago. I’m sitting in my parent’s sitting room and the whole room is littered with people. All of them speaking at the same time, all of them wanting to be heard. I am sitting on a sofa on the far side of the room listening and