SugarMummy: I Got a Real Life Peak into the Head (Reasoning) of a Woman

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[Art made by myself]

Yo, guys, as you probably know by now, I like to think a lot and dive deep into things.

Although I prefer sliding deep into things, if you know what I mean 🌚🌚

And now I've had some very interesting experience. This experience would have probably been not much to someone else, but it's significant to me because I'm more of the thinker kinda person.

Let's get into it.

So there's some older lady I've been having my eyes on and thinking it'd be nice to have her as a sugar mummy or something. This lady is quite old. She should be in her late 40s or early 50s. But she's a MILF, guys!

A real MILF.

I'm sure we've all seen very desirable women of that age before, so you can stop looking at me like that 🙄.

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What's more is, I'm not the only person who has eyes on her, I really think she has her eyes on me too. I'm a very charming guy, in case you've not noticed.

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So, this woman looks at me a lot, and that's why I think she be feeling what I'm feeling.

So just a couple of weeks back, she came up to me and told me she was having a problem with her phone. The thing is she hangs out in some restaurant where I usually go to eat, she does business with the restaurant's owner. So.

She said her phone doesn't make any sounds when she gets a call and she has changed the settings now, so she just needs to give me her number so I can give her a call for her to see if the settings are working now.

At that moment I tore my clothes off and started dancing in celebration. Yes! At last, this woman has come for me. She wants my number but instead of asking for it, she has come up with this tricky way to get it! I don't mind, baby!

But of course, the whole dance thing was in my imagination. When she asked to give me her number for the call, I kept a straight face and said:

"Alright".

She gave me the number, I called her, and it rang out. She smiled and said it was cool, that her settings were now good. I congratulated her, and she left.

I watched that ass jiggle away and thought, yeah, it's gon' jiggle a lot more when Nev is on the steering, that's for sure.


Then I waited for days for her call or t text on WhatsApp, but nothing came. It was so tiring. How long was it going to take this woman to hit me up?

Every new day I checked my phone for that message. Every time I stayed away from my phone for a while I always thought, yo, what if that woman has messaged me by now, and she's waiting for a reply, while I'm here without my phone being of no benefit to anyone?

Then I'll rush to my phone, only to see no messages have come in.

One day I even attended some function in the evening, and couldn't open my phone throughout. Then when I was done it was late and I simply fell asleep. In my dreams, I saw this woman sad about me not replying to her message and contemplating deleting the message.

Guys, I woke up early in the morning and ran to my phone, but alas there was no message!

🤦🏾‍♂️😢

WTF is happening to my Sugar Mummy dreams? Everything was going alright just a while ago, wasn't it?

I started thinking, pondering hard on the whole thing, until it hit me!

What if this woman wasn't trying to get my number in order to make the first move? What if she was trying to give me her number so I could make the first move?

Oh my God! That could be it! And so the same way I'm waiting for her message/call she's probably waiting for mine too!

Maybe she's been wondering why I haven't hit her up! Maybe she's even had that dream I had too.

My fucking God!


I'm not saying it's for sure she's waiting for me. I'm a better thinker than that, guys. It's possible her phone actually had that problem and she was trying to confirm her settings for real.

But what I'm saying is, look how long it took me to have the thought that she was probably waiting for me to make the first move. Look how I felt like everything was in her hands even when I had her number too and could make the first move!

Look how I waited for weeks in anxiety when I could make the first move myself! All that waiting and hoping was not necessary, because my destiny was in my hands too, I could hit her up and tell her what's popping.

But I didn't, I was waiting. For that long. And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, was a huge peep into the heads of females! I mean the younger females we see every day. That's how much they wait on guys to make the first move.

That's how absorbed they usually are (notice I said "usually' not "always"), giving the green light and signs while waiting for you (the guy) to make the first move.

As a guy, I've watched girls give greenlight and signs to me countless times when they could have simply said " hello" and begun a conversation.

I've seen them get so desperate sometimes with their signs trying to get my attention, and I used to think, yo, why didn't she just say "hi" and begin a conversation instead?

And now I have my answer. This is how much expectations can blind a person. Girls are usually so expectant of the first move from a guy that they usually don't really realize they can begin things themselves.

Just like I was so expectant of that woman's advances that it never occurred to me that I was also in a position to simply hit her up.

I know girls are expectant for good reasons like it being the norm, etc. I'm just saying, this time I got to feel what it must feel like to be a girl. I got to experience it live for weeks. It was such a revelation!



The End


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