Lethi arrives at my place and I practically shove him to my car’s passenger seat. He is very stubborn, nothing new there. He is not someone you can surprise without risking him pissing you off. Yes. He can be a lot. After buckling up, I drive off.
“Where are we going?” He asks after a minute of silence. I don’t think I have ever driven him to anywhere. This is a new experience. He looks like I am about to send us straight into a collision.
“You will see soon enough. How was your day?” He rolls his eyes and I laugh. Big baby.
“Nothing exciting happened. Well, my lawyers finalized paperwork on some commercial property in Indonesia but that’s no big deal.” His snobbish ass can be modest sometimes.
“Congratulations, babe.” He blushes.
“Thank you. So when are we going to get married?”
“Woah, slow your role, tiger. First, you gotta propose, then the whole lobola issue which I know my family will cause drama in. Then the hundreds of Zulu functions after that. Emotionally, I am not ready for that and I don't think your family is looking forward to that considering what your cousins did.” I haven’t even met his parents officially and I am in no rush, bakwethu. This ain’t a marathon.
“You do realise that once I propose, none of that shit will matter and no one will stop us, right?” I roll my eyes. Why did I go for a stubborn Zulu man with a huge ego?
“Yeah, yeah. I know how strong and resilient you are. Nothing can stand in your way. The great Lethinhlahla Khambule.”
“Why are you being sarcastic? What have I said wrong?” he asks with a slight frown. He really doesn’t see his mistake? God, men are stupid.
“Lethi, what we are doing is not normal. Yes, we are loving our lives and the world should adjust, and really fast according to your timeline. But we need our family’s support. 100% support. We should give them time to get used to our new reality. We are not dying tomorrow. So there is no rush, really. Maybe we can revisit this topic after six months or so.” He scoffs and looks outside the window. Hebana. Did I say something wrong? “Are you mad at me? Wow. That’s really mature of you right now. Snob.” I park the car and he turns to look at me.
“What are we doing at McDonald’s?”
“What everyone else does at McDonald’s. Eat.” I climb off the car and head inside, knowing very well that he is following me. I step inside and I am glad I chose this place. The eatery looks deserted, well except for the staff at the toll point and kitchen. It is relaxing somehow.
The manager approaches us. “Good evening, Lindsay and your date. I hope everything is to your liking.” She gives her best professional smile.
“Yes. Everything is perfect.” I take Lethi’s hand and lead him to the counter. He looks so confused. I point at the screen menu behind the cashier and turn to Lethi. “Go crazy. I will cover the bill.” For a money he is frozen on the spot, and then he breaks into laughter, his facial expression is priceless. It’s like he can’t believe what’s happening.
“Are you serious?” I nod. “My God. You closed down a whole McDonald’s restaurant for me? How much did that cost?”
“None of your business.”
Don’t want him ending up paying for his own surprise now, do we? I would say I am lucky he left his wallet in his car but the man doesn’t mind using that scan to pay feature on his banking app. He is amazing, with his big ego. And he deserves to be spoiler, celebrated and appreciated. As much as I enjoy receiving gifts, I also like handing them out, especially to my significant other.
He laughs and then focuses on the screen with a rare smile on his face. Then his eyes turn to the cashier. “I will have 10 piece chicken McNuggets with your best dips, 2 chicken foldovers, a crispy chicken salad, a grand special burger, an apple pie, a strawberry shake and a happy meal on the go.” The cashier looks as shocked as I am.
“You will eat all of that tonight?” I ask and he grins.
“You underestimate a man’s appetite, love. And because of you, today is officially my cheat day.” Yes, this freak has a diet. “Please add a large coke there, my dear.” The cashier laughs before tapping on the computer and then turns to me.
“What will you be having tonight?”
“I feel like he will kill me if I share any of his meals.” She laughs while Lethi rolls his eyes. “I will have a big Mac meal, a McFlurry, a carrot cake slice and a large sprite drink.”
“Oww, I also want the cake.” Lethi chirps in and the cashier laughs once more before rounding up the order. I use my personal card, not the black card, to cover our bill and we go sit down. “This is really nice. Thank you. I don’t know when was the last time someone paid for my meals, or anything really.”
“Well, that’s because you’re stubborn.” He laughs.
“I am sorry for my childish behaviour back at the car. You are right. I don’t care about how other people feel about my decisions, especially when they are this personal. I will try to see things via your point of view. I promise.”
I smile. “That’s all I want. For you to be a little accommodative and considerate.”
“I get it. Stop with the punches now.” I chortle. He is the dramatic one and I am sure everyone can agree with me on that. “So what is your ideal wedding?”
I shake my head. “I won’t tell you. I don’t want you to plan a secret wedding for me. That’s just too predictable and totally you.” He gives me an innocent smile and I just my head. “Usile wena.” He snorts and shrugs.
“I tried.”
“I am curious about the Zulu ceremonies. Which ones will we be doing?”
“Ilobola, obviously. Then umembeso and ingqibamasondo. We will proceed to the actual wedding after that.” I nod. The waiters start bringing the food. It literally fills the table until there is no space left. We start digging in.
“You have made my year, sthandwa Sami. This is the best night of my life. I love you.” That warms my heart. Being Lethi must be a bit difficult and heavy. You always take care of others and provide for them. Everyone is expecting you to do that but no one really wants to take care of you and spoil you. So making him feel like this is such an achievement.
It takes him almost two hours to finish everything he ordered. And I am serious. He finished everything, except for the happy meal he ordered as a takeaway. In between the meals, he tells me more about his friends or close business associates, his siblings and his parents. He actually lost one of his siblings in an accident. She was a porn star, and I ain’t judging. After thanking the manager, we head out. Next to my car, his gift is parked with a black ribbon on it. You can’t gift manly man like him and wrap the gift in red. It has to be a cool colour. He frowns, looking at me and I smile.
“This is the last surprise of the night. I promise.”
He smiles. “I don’t know what to say.” He circles the bike, brushing it like it’s a woman or something. “This is mine?” I nod with a grin and he rushes to hug and kiss me before climbing onto the bike and bringing the engine to life. It purrs, announcing its presence. He giggles like a happy kid before looking at me. “Last one to your house will lick the other’s fingers.”
What a safe dare. “Oww, you’re on.” I climb into my car and start the engine. He raises his hand to start the countdown and I just drive off. No one said anything about a fair race.
He actually wins the race, despite me cheating every chance I get.
“You are a bad cheater.” He states when I slide off my car. He is already leaning on his bike. I laugh.
“A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. It was worth a try though.”
“I will make things easier for you. Just suck my dick instead of the fingers.” How is that ‘making things easier'?
“Okay. That’s doable, honey.” I step closer to him and then go down on my knees. His eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.
“I didn’t mean on the driveway.” His voice comes off a bit squeaky.
“You also didn’t specify the location, love, so that’s all on you.” I drag his sweatpants and briefs down, revealing his semi-hard dick. I cup his balls and he shakes a bit. “This us going to be fun.”
BUCKET LIST
✔️ Sucking off your partner in public.
