Not great news

I ended things with Vince. A woman called me - she was  using Vince’s phone - asking me to ask who I was and why I’m in Vince’s phone as “My love, my life 💞”. I told her that Vince and I are together. She said that it was impossible since she and Vince together. I told her that she’s lying and then she responded that I’m lying. I hung up on her. 

An hour later, Vince knocked on my door. I ignored him. He said that he knew I’m home because my car is here, he saw me at our local grocery store getting ice cream and cookies, head to the liquor store and then followed me home. I opened my door - with the chain still in its place so he can’t come in - and asked him why the fuck would he drag me along in a relationship two timing myself and another woman….someone he’d been seeing a week longer than he’d be seeing me. He claimed that he’d broken up with her multiple times since he and I had gotten back together but she never got it even after spelling it out to her. 

I said that I don’t want to hear it because I’ve heard it before; I’ve been disrespected before by being cheated on in the past  and I will not tolerate it as I know my worth. I took the ring he gave me off of my necklace and chucked it at him. 

He was so shocked that I chucked the ring at him, he stepped back. I slammed the door in his face and locked it. He yelled through the door saying that they were over. I told him that I know better, I don’t believe a word he says and that he’s got about 3 seconds to leave before I press the button for security to come remove him for over staying, annoying me and that his behavior at this point is borderline harassing. 

I looked at the peephole. His face turned white. He picked up the ring and left. I waited 10 minutes before I called down to the security desk to send someone up. My favorite security guy, Julian, comes up. I have the door open when the elevator doors open and invite him in. I had coffee done the way he likes it ready. I explained to him what happened and asked him to share with the rest of the security staff that Vince is no longer allowed to visit me and I will not accept him up here; if he’s here to visit someone else, I can’t stop him from entering the building. Julian looked at me with an odd expression so I explained that he’s been seeing someone - seriously - while also being in a serious relationship with me….it’s happened to me before, I won’t tolerate it and Vince is no longer welcome to visit me. 

Julian looked as pissed as I felt. He came over and gave me a hug. I said that I better let him go but he said that if he’s got a few minutes after his shift, come on up because I have some bottles of alcohol to give him for his upcoming family party. He asked how I knew and I said that because of how hard he and the rest of the building security team works year round, I make it my ‘business’ to know so I can treat them with federal holiday gifts as well as gifts for birthdays, etc. 

The rest of the day, I was in bed sleeping. I didn’t want to deal with the world. The only person who’s call I answered was my brother’s. Vince called him and told him the same nonsense he told me. My brother told me that he VERBALLY laid into Vince explaining that no one has the right to treat women - especially his baby sister - the way my ex and Vince treated me….my brother said that he knew that if Vince asked me again to marry him, I’d say yes in a heartbeat but Vince doesn’t deserve me. 

I was crying. Not because of Vince but because how protective my brother is of me. I thanked my brother for being there for me, telling Vince he doesn’t deserve me and told Vince to leave me alone. My brother said it was his pleasure and asked if I needed more ice cream and cookies. I laughed hysterically and said that I was good but if he was at my door, I’d accept. The doorbell rang and then he said that I have a special delivery. 

I get out of bed - I was still in my sweats - open the door. My brother is there with Julian. I laugh and let them in. They have so much food from my brother’s restaurant as well as a ton of ice cream and cookies. There’s SO much food that my brother called all 3 shifts of the building’s security team - both off duty and on duty - up to partake and he called in another security team from a different company to cover for the security staff at my building the next 2 days. 

My brother, the building’s security team and I stuffed our faces with food, alcohol and joked with each other. We were having such a good time that I didn’t realize that hours went by and I was feeling better. Later that night, I find out that Julian also called my brother (I couldn’t determine if it was before or after Vince called him) to suggest my brother do something to cheer me up. That’s when my brother came up with the idea of having a little fiesta. 

It was about 1 am before the security team left the apartment; they all grabbed a few bottles of alcohol that I was trying to get rid of and my brother stayed the night. I set him up in the nicer spare bedroom and texted my sister in law that my brother’s spending the night; she thanked me, let me know that my brother briefly told her what happened and to let her know that if I need anything. I thanked her and wished her a good night. 

I checked in on my brother and he was already passed out on top of the comforter. I took his shoes off, put a light blanket on him, turned off the ceiling light, went to the freezer to grab him a frozen bottle of water and left it on the coaster of night stand for him. As I went to the kitchen, I found his dead phone so I grabbed a spare charger and started charging his phone. 

Once taken care of, I went into the living room and started cleaning up before I realized I needed a large garbage bag; I was too tired to keep running between the kitchen and the living room so I grabbed several garbage bags. Between the kitchen and the living room, I filled 6 garbage bags. 

Since I had the nicest apartment in the building, I had chutes in my apartment that went straight to the garbage dumpster and recycling dumpster. I had to shove the garbage bags as hard as I could down the chute to the dumpster since I packed the bags too much. The recycling, thankfully, was significantly easier as I just kept the chute door open and dropped the bottles - and other recycling - a few at a time. I cleaned the tables and counters with cleaning products, loaded the dishwasher, started the dishwasher, hopped into the shower, got dressed and tossed my towels, my bedding and my sweats into the washer and then went to bed. It was a struggle to fall and stay asleep as I slept for most of the day, so I started reading a new book until I realized it was from Vince - thankfully it was a paperback so I tossed it in the fireplace, telling myself to have a fire the next day. I then went trough my phone to delete all of the photos I had of both Vince and I (and pictures of just him), deleted our texts and emails. 

By the time I was done, I tossed my laundry in the dryer. I looked at the clock in the kitchen as I headed to the bathroom and it was 7 am. I took a shower to wake up, got dressed and started making coffee and breakfast. I’m a whiz at making oatmeal and grits as they’re both easy to make BUT I decided to make cheesy bacon grits, waffles, pancakes and cleaned and cut strawberries - I left the bananas alone as my brother is allergic and I want him to stay alive. 

As soon as the coffee was brewing, I heard my brother wake up and head into the shower. There was a knock at the door and I opened the door; it was a courier with fresh clothes for my brother. I put them in his spare room, took his dirty clothes, the blanket and the comforter in the washer. A few minutes later, he came into the kitchen. He was surprised at the spread and thanked me. He started digging in as I was washing the pots and pans.  By the time they were done, I took my stuff out the dryer, put his stuff in, started it and then I dug in.  

We ate in silence as I know he had a bit of a headache 🤕 I made sure that he had plenty of water and some aspirin to help. Once he announced he was stuffed, he moved to the couch. I packed up the rest of the food - split it into half so he could bring some home to my sister in law and their child. I placed his food in a bag at the coffee table. I sat down next to him not knowing I woke him up. He opened one eye part way, asked if I could put his food in the fridge for a bit and then followed up with asking if I was ok. I said that I’m better now after he spent time with me and cheered up the building’s security teams; let’s face it, they bust their butts day in and day out without a complaint - even on holidays. My brother hugged me stating that he’s happy that I’m doing better and that my “guys” have been treated well. 

I got up and put his bag of food in the fridge, took his stuff out of the dryer, folded it and put his stuff in another bag. I let him rest while I went to my room to check my email. Ugh. I get a long ass email from Vince - he tried to explain what’s truly going on. I text my best friend slash attorney and briefly explained what happened. She called me moments later to get the full story. I explained what I dealt with when Vince arrived and handed my phone off to my brother so he could share what happened on his end with Vince. While they were talking, Julian and a few guys emailed me expressing their feelings with what happened, I responded and then forwarded the emails to my friend. Seconds later, my brother handed my phone back to me. 

My friend was waiting to talk to me about the email from Vince and the security team. She said that she’d share this with her boss - who is also her mentor - and that she’d get back to me by the end of the day. I thanked her profusely and let her go. I headed back to my brother who was gathering his stuff and raided my fridge snagging a few bottles of water. I tell him that I have some tequila that he and his wife can have for themselves and vodka that he can use for the restaurant (a few recipes require vodka). As he’s grabbing the bottles, I go grab a box that he can put all of his things. He hugs me and kisses me on the top of my head. He knows I hate it but he knows I let him get away with it. 

About an hour later, his child - with his help - calls me to let me know that my brother arrived home safely. I thanked the child for letting me know and asked how they’re doing; as the child is 3 yrs old, they don’t make a lot of sense but I got the gist of what was going on! LOL. My brother got on the phone to tell me that his child said that they had a sleepover in the living room with my sister in law - the child in a “pack and play” and my sister in law slept on the couch. I told my brother that I wish they had fun and he said that his child that had kept my sister in law up for a good portion of the night. I told him that his child reminds me of him back in the day. He laughed hysterically and said wait until I have kids. I told him that I’m not having kids so I won’t have that issue and wished him luck. He laughed and we hung up. 

As soon as we hang up, my door is getting unlocked and I run to the door to see who it is. Thankfully it’s my best friend and her boss - and I was also thankful that I cleaned up hours ago. As they’re coming in, Julian is coming out of the elevator to come to my apartment. I keep the door open and he hands me the key that Vince had been using. I thank him and he heads back down as his husband is waiting for his 2 hour shift to be over (the building manager’s request so he can help the security team from the other company). 

My friend has coffee going, I have food coming - I didn’t have enough leftover from what my brother brought last night - and we got to business. Both my friend and her boss/mentor said that since I was on the lease for the apartment, there’s nothing else I can do (they know that I discussed with the building manager and the lead of each security shift that Vince is no longer welcome to visit me), I cut off all communication with Vince, warned him not to contact me….there’s really nothing I can do right now. Other than the email earlier in the day, he hasn’t harassed me or stalked me so I can’t file a police report BUT they do suggest that the 3 of us go to the local police department and explain the situation. I agree with them so we all pack up in my car and drive the 5 minutes over to the police department. 

We get out and as we get to the door, we put in our masks then we enter. The police know who I am as they’ve ordered from my brother’s restaurant all the time, I help clean the building a few times a month (they know that I’m a clean freak and that I do this for free to help keep them safe); this time around, they’re surprised that I have 2 lawyers with me. We talk to the sergeant on duty and my friend and her boss explain everything. I chip in from time to time. The sergeant agrees that there’s nothing that can be done but he’s taken notes so that way he can update all leads of each shift; heaven forbid anything to happen in the future he said. 

The sergeant was grateful that I was clear minded when everything happened; I talked who I needed to with the apartment building, a family member knows and my lawyers know. I clarified that it was my friend who also doubles as a lawyer and the person with her is her boss and mentor. The sergeant nodded and said that he was grateful that I have good people looking out for me in personal and legal ways. We thank him for his time after he sent a formal copy of his notes to my friend and her boss  

We load back up to my car, head back to my place and they head on out. I clean my apartment again - not like it was messy but I like it organized. I checked my emails and my social media - thankfully nothing from Vince. I’m just happy I found out that he was cheating on me now rather than down the road. Since it was only 5 pm, I texted my therapist to see if I can have a phone session tomorrow to decompress; she said that she’s available now. I say great and give her a call.

I tell her 95% of everything - left out my friend, her boss and the police - as I needed to discuss the Vince situation. She was happy that I stood my ground and wouldn’t let my boundaries get broken. She did ask what Vince’s email said so I pulled it up, quickly summarized it and she said that it is a possibility that he is, in fact, telling me the truth. I said that I doubted it because he was defensive when I was calling him out and I know when he’s lying because he’s a bad liar. She asked me what his last name is so I told her. She said that we need to stop the conversation and send me to someone else in her office as she’s actually related to him…..she said that Vince is a common name in our area (it’s pretty common actually; there were at least 10 students in each grade at my high school named Vincent) and didn’t think it was her relative. I mutter something under my breath and agreed with her. She told me to come to the office and I do.  

I grabbed my stuff - mask included - walk the 100 yards over to the building, enter the building and use the elevator to get to the 3rd floor. She’s got the owner/director of the therapy office with her; thankfully he doesn’t know Vincent and is aware that she is; she’s given him her notes and got him up to date what was said over the phone before I walked over. 

He invites me into his office, we introduce ourselves and we start where my therapist and I ended. He is upset that Vince is now the second guy to cheat on me and that he’s proud of me for having good people around me as well as getting my friend involved and let the police know - although he felt that Vince didn’t seem the type to harass or stalk me….he said that it’s better off to be safe than sorry and I agreed. As the session was ending, he did offer suggestions of how to handle any anxiety that might pop up. I appreciate his help and thanked him. We bumped fists, I paid and left.

I jogged home, relaxed by watching one of my movies and eating ice cream and cookies. I start to nod off 45 minutes into the movie when my phone rings; I look at it to see who it is. It’s my best friend so I pick up. She asked me if I’m watching one of my favorite movies and eating ice cream with cookies. I tell her she knows me well and we laugh. We chat and she asked me how my session went; I told her it that it went topsy turvey as my therapist is related to Vince so I ended up with her boss as my therapist for this situation. She’s happy I went.  I thanked her for checking in on me. We got off the phone and it rings again and it’s my brother asking if I’m still shoveling ice cream and cookies; I said that I am. He laughed and asked if I’m doing ok and I said that I am. He said that he’s happy to hear and then we get off the phone. 

I finish the bowl, place it in the sink and get ready for bed, making sure that not only I brush my teeth but use mouthwash as well….after the amount of sugar I had, might as well. I bring a 48 ounce travel mug filled with ice water into my room with me, leaving it on my night stand as I grab a book - it’s a murder mystery mixed with smut; it’s quite the book but it’s entertaining. As much as I’d love to finish the last 20 chapters tonight but after dealing with the blow of Vince cheating and  it risking my general health of 2 nights of limited sleep, I read 3 chapters and went straight to sleep.

It was a dreamless night and only woke up once: woke up thirsty and just leaned over to my night stand to drink my water and then fell back asleep. I woke up naturally at 8 am. I finished my water - which thankfully is still ice cold - took my birth control, showered and got my day started with oatmeal with a little maple syrup and dark brown sugar and a large glass of milk. After cleaning up and starting the dishwasher, I put in my sneakers and took a walk in the neighborhood. It was a cool morning and took my time as I was not in a rush. 

I don’t know how long my walk was but when I got back, my brother, my best friend and the police were at my building looking for me. Guess I forgot my phone. Oops! Everyone was happy that I was ok. I let everyone in and up to my apartment; once inside, I asked everyone what was up. They all were talking over each other but my brother and friend called me repeatedly and didn’t hear from me so they came over - with the police - to do a wellness check. Apparently, my walk was 3 1/2 hours long. I went to my room to get my phone and it was dead. I come back out and said that they wouldn’t have been able to reach me as my phone was dead anyways. I plugged my phone in and then offered everyone a drink. They all decline but they’re all happy to see that I’m ok. I see everyone out and then check my phone; 3 missed calls from my friend and 4 from my brother…I listen to the voicemails, check out the texts and then my emails. I texted both my friend and my brother apologizing for not having my phone charged and not with me and also for their concern. They both responded with the heart emoji. I went into my bedroom with my large travel mug full of water and finish my book. 

The story line was cheesy as fuck but it was well written. After finishing the book, I decided to take a nap. I woke up an hour later feeling refreshed. I ordered matzo ball sleep from the 24 hour diner 1/4 mile from my apartment - their matzo ball soup was the absolute BEST that I've ever had. Twenty minutes later, the manager rang the doorbell. I open the door to see him with 3 bags of the soup! I let the manager in and he placed the bags on the kitchen counter. I offer him a bottle of water and he accepted; we bullshitted for a bit. He said that he needed to head back - I took Vince's bicycle and gave it to the manager to take and ride back to the diner. He was grateful as it was 85* F and it would be a quicker travel time. As I saw him off, I told him to keep the bike and wished him safe travels back.

I had a great weekend

It was one of “those” weeks last week (fight with the sister what - else is new? - AND the brother - which is rare) and I wanted to something fun with friends. I found something and suggested to make a weekend of it…my friends were on board and arranged to meet at a cabin on Friday around 6 pm; a few people joined us a little later as they worked later or were stuck in traffic. I’d gotten us a very cute cabin for the 7 of us - it was $800 - and everyone had stated in the group message what they’d bring food wise for the weekend; I picked up a few essentials that I knew everyone tends to forgets….shampoo/conditioner, toothpaste/toothbrushes, etc. I was able to do the shopping Thursday, picked up the keys a few hours later and went home to pack. 

I got up early on Friday. Packed up the food I purchased and prepared in a cooler and used ice packs, loaded up my trunk with the cooler and my bags, then I showered and got dressed. Two of my family members were spending the weekend at my place to take care of the pets, the indoor AND outdoor plants as well as the garden; which they were welcome to pick from and bring home veggies. Before I left, I gave them money to pay them and some extra just in case they needed to get more food for the pets. 

Since the cabin was the closest to me and I planned for it - I arrived hours early. Before I brought any of my bags or the coolers in, I grabbed some cleaning supplies to clean the counters, dressers, floors, sink, bathrooms, washed the bedding, etc. it was a fairly cool day so I had the windows open while cleaning. The beddings were the first to be washed and dried - and would take some time - I grabbed my bags and cooler from the car. 

I put the food away first and then picked the room closest to the kitchen. It was an average sized bedroom but it had a walk in closet - which I had no use for lol - en suite bathroom and a sliding door to the back yard. The bed was a California king bed (the biggest sized bed) and super comfortable. Not like I was going to take up the entire bed but glad I chose the room. On my way out, I saw a little chalkboard that I could hang on the door nob so I wrote my name on it and put it on the door so the others would know that I’d taken claim on this room. 

It was nearing 2 pm and I wanted to start cooking. I was making homemade meatballs, pasta sauce and lasagna. You know those big ass foil cooking trays for cooking 25+ pound turkeys? I brought 3 of them so I could make a ton of lasagna. I’m Italian….what can I say? Half way through cooking dinner, I realized that I’d forgotten to get Italian bread and tons of wine. I called Vince - to invite him last minute - and to ask if he could pick up both the bread and wine as well as other alcohol. He accepted the invite and asked if he should go to the “usual” bakery and liquor store as they had my credit card info and charged me whenever I picked items up from them and I told Vince yes. 

In about 45 minutes, he came walking in - I’d told him that I’d leave the door open for him - with 6 cases of wine, vodka and other alcohol and 4 loaves of Italian bread. I went over to him, kissed him and took the bread from him as he managed the wine. He told me that he’d reimburse me for the bottle of champagne he bought as it was expensive. I told him that he could if he wanted to but it wasn’t necessary. As I was putting the champagne on ice and was looking for champagne flutes, my phone chirped and a notification came up that Vince transferred $1,800 to me. I started choking on air as I unlocked my phone and accepted the transfer. 

Vince asked if I was ok and I said that I would’ve been ok if he’d asked permission to use my card for such an expensive bottle. He knew he pissed me off so he immediately called the credit card company - I added him as an authorized user - to make an immediate payment. Within seconds, his call was answered by a representative as my account was labeled as “mostly VIP”…..he used his checking account info to pay for both the champagne AND the rest of the alcohol (about $2,375) plus some extra because he felt bad. Poor guy. 

By the time he was done with his call, the lasagnas were cooked halfway so I pulled them out of the oven and let them cool on the counters before placing them in the fridge. Finally found the champagne flutes so I brought out the ice bucket - with the super expensive champagne - and the flutes to the living room. Vince had the radio on to a jazz station (gag me!). I asked him to pop the champagne as he knows I’ve broken TONS of shit when opening champagne - including my nose and the urn that one of my relatives is in -and I poured. I apologized for being super shocked about the price and he apologized for not asking me first. We clinked our flutes,  enjoyed the champagne and the music. We finished the bottle and I’d fallen asleep in his arms - clearly, one of my favorite places to be. 

I woke up when my phone rang. The rest of the gang was here. I went to the get the door as Vince took the lasagnas out of the fridge and was getting wine glasses ready. My friends loved the cabin once they came in and clearly they knew that not only did I clean like a clean freak, Vince would end up coming, I’d make my ‘famous’ lasagna and that there’d be plenty of wine. They all loved Vince, thankfully. 

I showed everyone where the bedrooms and the bathrooms were so they could settle in and freshen up. I put the lasagnas back in to finish cooking, the rest of the food was brought in from various cars and I turned the radio off, signed into my computer to use a music platform to listen to….the vote was for Josh Groban (take THAT, Vince! Lol). As I was getting the last touches done for dinner, Vince came in under the guise of offering help but I knew something was up so I called him out on it. 

He took the couple of steps over to me, chuckling, brushed some hair out of my eyes and kissed me deeply. I drew him closer and kissed him back. He pulled away and appeared that he didn’t want to. He said that he respects my answer of: “Not yet!” to his proposal but wanted to give me a different ring; it was a gift because he loves me and that he’s happy how we are now, we don’t need to get married but we can just stay as we are if that’s what WE decide….that it’s my choice which hand it goes on.  He opens the ring box. It’s a platinum silver, diamond encrusted ring; it’s beautiful. 

I start to cry. I gently take his face in my hands and kiss him. After a few seconds, I pull away, stick out my left hand and he places the ring on my left ring finger. He starts to cry a little bit. I ask: “It’s an ‘I love you ring and as long as we’re together, we’re a team!’ ring, right? An ‘I’ll always be by your side’ ring? An ‘I can be in your hospital room and talk to your doctor’ ring?” He said yes and I smiled. I told him that I have papers at home to make it so and he laughed saying that it sounded like a marriage. I clarified that it was paperwork allowing our doctors to speak to the other one of us if the other was in the hospital type of paperwork and that we are allowed to be in the room. He winked and kissed me. Seconds later, we were bringing out the the lasagnas and all of a sudden everyone stopped what they were doing and stopped their conversations to stare at my ring. 

Vince and I laughed and said it’s a: ‘The other is my ride or die, my bff, the love of my life, my lover, my champion and my love’ ring. They asked if I had a ring for Vince and I winked as I said that it’s on my person and Vince would have to look for it later….and not to worry, we’d be quiet. Everyone started laughing hysterically and then started eating. We were all up until 2 am talking, drinking, playing games and having fun. I glanced at Vince and I knew it was time. We said our good nights and went into the room I chose, locking the door after us. 

The curtains on the sliding door were still open and the moonlight was shining in on us and the room. I went into my purse and grabbed the ring box. I walked over to Vince, opened the box, took his hand and promised him to love him and be his best friend and lover forever. He brushed the hair out of my face, leaned down to kiss me and started to run his hands over my curves. I groaned. In between our kissing, we started to take our clothes off and make our way to the bed. Vince paused for a moment to close the curtains for the sliding door, lit a few candles and led me to the massive bed. We both climbed up and I got situated comfortably on my back, spreading my legs a bit. Vince became rock hard in a heartbeat. He got in between my legs, angled for my apex and slid right in. I gasped in pleasure. He pulled out completely and slid back in again; he took his time thrusting into me but I wanted more….I wanted him to let go. The second I called him: ‘My love!’ he lost complete control and pounded into my apex in all different positions….it was like we re-wrote the Kama Sutra. We spent HOURS having sex. Exhausted, we finally fell asleep. 

We woke up around 6:30/6:45 am, showered, got dressed, had breakfast and went over the day’s “schedule”. We’d made sandwiches from the left over bread from the night before, packed the coolers and loaded up my car as everyone was waking up. They all admitted that they didn’t hear anything, thankfully. We all laughed. We were going to the local lake and we were all excited. The lounge chairs, a few cabanas, umbrellas and the coolers of pre-made cocktails that I’d ordered when I rented the cabin we’re already at a spot pre-selected for us (it was a GREAT spot!!!). It took us no time for us to unload the vehicle and get our stuff set up. 

Vince and I stayed on the beach as everyone else got in the water. I went into the cabana to change into my bathing suit but Vince came in to ‘help’…we had sex. Finally, I was able to get into my suit, we stepped out so Vince could help spray sunscreen on my back and arms while I took care of the front of me; of course he wanted to help me. I kissed Vince - discreetly cupped his penis - and sent him into the cabana to get changed into his trunks. He came out, we grabbed some cocktails and headed to the water….before even reaching the water, we finished our drinks so we went back to our spot, had a more drinks as we were sunbathing. After we both had a number of drinks, we went back into the cabana to sex again…we were quite drunk but we did our best to keep quiet. Lol

When we walked out, the gang were coming up to our spot to eat and drink as Vince and I went to the water. By the time we got in, the water was warm. We swam around a for about an hour or two. I swam over to Vince, kissed him and started stroking his penis. As I’m stoking his penis, I tell him that I want to go back ashore, eat, drink more and take him again. Seconds later, he exploded. By the time we get to our spot, we see the rest of our group leaving their cabanas….they all turned red and we winked at them…we knew that not only did they have sex but they also switched partners several times. They headed back to the water as we went to the bar near where our spot was, we ate, took shots, and had more cocktails. The more we drank, the harder it was to keep our hands to ourselves so we paid and went to our cabana. We didn’t make it to the cabana but went to our lounge chairs and fell asleep.

I woke up to feeling something cool being sprayed on me. I opened my eyes and saw Vince spray sunscreen on me - as he was done with my back, I got up and then Vince sprayed my front. We grabbed some water bottles and went inside of the cabana. That’s when I noticed that Vince as sun burnt so I sprayed him down with sunscreen that has aloe in it…I knew I’d get some color on my back so after waiting however one is supposed to wait after applying sunscreen, I told Vince to either sit in the cabana or sit under an umbrella and he decided to sit under the umbrella. I sit in a lounge chair and stretch out to hopefully even out the color on my back. I fall back asleep but not for long - maybe 45 minutes - because it was getting hot. I went into the water to cool down and then head into the cabana.

By the time I get back, everyone is back, packing up and drinking. I check my phone to see what time it was but it was dead so I check Vince’s…it was 6 pm. Since we’ve all been drinking, we loaded up the vehicle with our coolers and most of out bags, Vince had someone that was employed at the bar area of the lake drive the van back while we had a paid car service bring us back in a large SUV. I fell asleep for the few minutes it took for us to get back. We unloaded from the SUV and went to the van to unload our vehicle. The guys decided to take care of the coolers as us ladies took showers and started making dinner. As the sun, the swimming and the drinks tired us out, we decided that we'd keep it simple to grill hot dogs and hamburgers; I'd already made potato salad on Thursday. 

Once the guys were done with the coolers and showered, they started up the grill and started grilling as us ladies set the table. With the alcohol that Vince picked up at the liquor store on Friday, I was able to make martinis, old fashioned, tequila sunrises and a few other drinks. Everyone was only partially impressed lol. Obviously they knew that I worked for my brother at his restaurant but when private parties were held at the restaurant, he taught me how to make cocktails and other mixed drinks. The gang, however, were impressed with my ability to make the drinks strong as fuck but NOT taste strong as fuck. Before we all started having our drinks and our appetizers, I said that I was going to take everyone's keys - including mine and Vince's - and put them elsewhere so no one be able to drive off until they were sober. They all thought that was a good idea so I grabbed everyone's keys and out them in the safe that I brought with me for everyone to share - only myself and one of the guys knew the combination because it would be more fair that way.

The burgers and hot dogs were ready as I came back from locking up the keys. We all dived right in and were too busy eating and drinking to talk. As we were all eating, I kept making sure that everyone was drinking plenty of water as well - not just to rehydrate after the day at the lake but to help hydrate after drinking alcoholic beverages. Clearly, I am the mom of the group! ;)

As soon as the food was finished, Vince and I took care of cleaning up the kitchen as the gang was trying to figure out if they wanted to watch a movie or if they wanted to play games. Eventually, playing games was the winning activity for the night. Vince and I opted out and hung out with the rest of the gang. Everyone stayed up until 2 or 3 before heading to bed. As they were heading to bed, I said that check out is Monday (today) so they could stay as long as they wanted depending on work. Most of them had work to return to but they decided to stay until early afternoon on Sunday to spend more time at the lake.

We could hear everyone having sex with different partners again but I didn’t care; they’re all consenting adults. V and I entered our room, locked the door and we began to rip our clothes off. Vince leaned me over the dresser and pushed his penis deep inside of my ass; I screamed his name. As he was thrusting his penis in me, he took a fistful of my hair and pulled back. V took his time thrusting in and out of my ass. Once he climaxed and filled my ass, he pulled out of my apex and shoved his penis in my apex. He was going so hard for a long time that as he was calling me his “dirty little lover”. Eventually, I passed out and he continued to thrust in me and filled me repeatedly.

When I woke up in a pile on the floor; V was nearby. I was sore when I got up and found some bruise all over me. 

I didn't put in a request for the lake but once some of the gang arrived there, they were given the same VIP area we were given on Saturday. They left early, enjoyed themselves and eventually came back around 1 pm so they could pack up and get home at a reasonable time to get things squared away for work. We offered them the remaining food and alcohol and a few people grabbed the cheaper alcohol and a little bit of food. Vince and I were the only ones who stayed and after everyone had left, we stripped the other beds to start laundry, cleaned the rooms and the other bathrooms. 

After the other rooms were cleaned, we had ordered take out and watched movies for the rest of the day. We napped, had tons of sex and a few drinks. Around 5 pm, we decided to take a walk around the neighborhood as we didn't have a chance while the gang was around....it was a really nice neighborhood and thought it would be a great place to move to eventually. When we got back, we ordered more take out from a different restaurant and talked about our future together; what we wanted from each other, what we were looking for in regards of privacy (like do we have 100% access to the other one's phone and/or computer), etc. Thankfully we were mostly aligned in what we looking for. Vince knew that I had been cheated on before and he knows that I trust him completely but he offered that I can go through his phone if I asked him. Knowing Vince, I knew that he never cheated on any of his previous girlfriends and none of them cheated on him, I offered the same - I didn't want to tell him that I felt like this was to make it fair but then again he's a smart man and most likely knew that my offer was just to make it fair - he didn't say anything other than thank you.

We played a few rounds of my favorite game as we had music in the background. Out of the blue, Vince asked if I'd go off of the birth control that I was on and have kids with him. Apparently, I looked super shocked/surprised. He said that he asked out of curiosity. I responded that right now, I won't but in the future I may change my mind . It was obvious that this upset him so I asked if he wanted kids and he said that yes he does but he wants them with me. I was honest with him - typically when I am honest, I am not the most pleasant person but because of how much I love Vince, I felt it was best to not only be honest with my answer but say it in a away that I won't hurt him. I said that I've thought about having kids with him but I'd rather us be together for a solid year before we have this conversation again because I always wanted to raise my kids in a 2 parent home instead of a 1 parent home like I was for a number of years. He said that he understood and we left it at that. 

We were both tired and went to bed not long after. I slept on the couch that night. I was exhausted and didn't want to deal with Vince waking up and pestering me about this. After I knew that he was fast asleep, I started packing up everything that I brought - leaving the food in the fridge until we left - and finally went to sleep but sleep didn't last long. Vince ended up coming into the living room to wake me up and bring me back to bed with him. I just gave a look, rolled over and fell back asleep. 

A few hours later, I woke up with a stiff neck and a sore back but it was worth having some peace. I love Vince dearly and usually happy with him. I don't appreciate him expecting me to have kids right away and not really respecting my decision. I showered, got dressed, packed up the food in the coolers and packed up my car. By the time I was walking back into the cabin, Vince was awake and was washing the sheets from our bedroom. He came over and apologized for his surprising me about having kids soon. I explained to him how mad I was when he assumed that I wanted kids right away. The only thing that I said was "Ok" and continued on my way to pack up and do the finishing touches of returning the cabin back to the way I found it.

In no time, the sheets were done, I remade the bed, went through the rooms to make sure no one left anything and then I put the clean dishes away. By then, Vince was packed up, loaded his car, offered to help me and I said I was fine. He asked about the rest of the alcohol and I told him that he can have it. I loaded up my car and followed Vince towards the exit of the lake/neighborhood. I stopped at the gate and returned the keys. I headed home and Vince headed towards his.

It took me 15 minutes to get home and it took me no time, I got my car unloaded, the coolers emptied, my laundry started, showered and in my sweats. I texted my best friend and told her about the weekend (minus the details of the hot sex). She was as shocked as I was about when Vince asked about having kids with me. She said that she was very proud of how I stood up for myself and the ability to verbalize what my wishes/desires were in regards of having children. We caught up on everything else and our jobs (did I tell you? I have a new job that starts next week!) and after a few hours, we ended the call. I was about to take a nap when the doorbell rang.

I plugged my phone into its charger and went to the door. I looked through the peephole and it was Vince. I groaned and opened the door. I invited him in as I was curious to see/hear what he had to say. Offered him some sun tea (over the weekend, my neighbor made it for me and tossed it in my fridge for me). After pouring two glasses of sun tea, we sat down to talk. Vince apologized again, I accepted and he explained that his one desire is to have kids and he knew that when we reconnected, he wanted kids right away and thought I felt the same. I was surprised at his revelation. I thanked him for sharing that with me and I explained that I appreciate his being honest with me but I am not ready to have kids but I am more than happy to repeat this conversation in a year to reassess where we are at the point. He - thankfully - understood and agreed that we should talk about this at another time.

He got up and told me that he needed to head out as his widowed sister in law was coming over. As we hugged and kissed, he told me that he loves me and I told him that I love him as well. As we were walking to the door, he noticed that I took off my ring that he gave me and said something. I pulled my necklace at from underneath my sweatshirt and showed him that it was on my necklace. He smiled, we kissed again and he left. Twenty minutes later, he texted me saying that he was home.

I finally take that nap that I wanted but cut it short as I didn't want to mess up my sleep schedule. I get up 30 minutes after I fell asleep, made dinner and turned on the TV. I watched a movie and now I am ready for bed.