Confessions – Chapter Four

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With the blue lights flashing behind us Siyanda’s dad immediately got out of the car to confront them before they got to us. You know how South African police like things. The officer got out of the car and instead walked to our car. There in the front seat was me looking guilty as hell. It was so embarrassing. He asked Siyanda’s dad what was going on here of which he replied that we just relaxing at the park. He wanted to know why so late of which he replied that the park was open 24hours so he was not breaking the law. I think it annoyed the police man for he immediately asked if he could search the vehicle. I had to get out of the car. I looked so pathetic. They searched the car, found nothing and left. I asked Siyanda’s dad if that was all necessary and he said the police here are worse than the criminals for they harass. He suggested we drive to his drive way of which I readily agreed to. I won’t lie there is no girl who has never been taken to a park at night if she was with a guy who drives. I don’t know why the park is the ideal place because in all fairness it attracts more losers like the guy with you hence police. Even as we drove off another car was arriving to park.

As the police had asked for his license I asked him how old he was. He didn’t hesitate and said he was 43. Fuck! He was 15years younger than my dad and I must admit in great shape. You know those funny black men you see jogging in the morning. Yes he was one of them. I started doing the maths in my head as to defining what he would be to me if I continued to entertain it. Like it really mattered. I was crazy to be even here. A lot of people confuse the definition of a sugar daddy. By my reckoning an older MARRIED man is a sugar daddy if you date him and have no income and he takes care of that. It’s critical. If you are 20 and your husband is 35 there is no problem with that. But if you are 20 and he is 35 and married then yes you are a nyatsi. A sugar daddy by definition is a man who is a generation older than you who is married to someone else then dates you. Just putting it out there.

He asked me what I thought was happening between the two of us. Stupid question but it needed an answer. I think the fact that I had agreed to jump the fence for him meant that it was sealed. I told him that I knew he was after me and he asked me how I felt about it of which I told him the truth that it was flattering. I realized that his appeal came from the fact that I knew a bit of him. He wasn’t a total stranger but someone whom I knew would have my best interests at heart because of our close proximity. I could see that the answer I had given him had greatly flattered him for he was now smiling. We talked some more and he asked if he could kiss me. I think this is the most awkward part. The kiss was awkward because I was nervous. I had only ever kissed a high school boy and you don’t get that prickly sensation you get from a shaven man. I could sense the difference in control. Thabo literally eats you in a kiss whereas this man draws you into it.

You know that saying that it’s harder for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven than it is for a camel to go through the eye of a needle. Well amongst my friends we have our own saying that its harder to find a virgin in matric than it is to buy bread at a spaza. I was no novice. I remember when he put his hand on my tshirt. It was exciting, blood rushed through my entire body. It was a bitter sweet feeling, because on the one hand I had my “father” touching my breasts and on the other hand I had my “boyfriend” in him. I think as girls even when a guy just touches your boobs we know actually what’s going to happen or rather what he wants to happen. The feeling is great but then it can be clouded by fear, because contrary to popular belief we tend to over think and analyse things. Regardless I realized I had to stop him. I was not that easy and besides I had a plan for him. The conversation went something like this went something like this.

Asime kancane manje (me)

Hawu asenze kancane futhi (him)

Cela ungihambise ekhaya manje (me)

He was a bit reluctant but he didn’t fight me. I had him where I wanted him. All men are the same regardless of age. They want what they can’t have and if you play it just right you will have them wrapped around your finger in no time. Even in high school, we all have that one boy who would do anything for us even if we are mean or nice to him. Its how life is. At my school Tebogo was the one who had a crush on me. I knew that if I said hi to him I would make his week. If I needed something he would go above and beyond. Thabo used to laugh at me about it. I wasn’t even the most beautiful at my school but he was my boy.

It was time to go home. It was already 0130 in the morning. He drove me back and seemed to be so happy with himself. He asked me if there was anything I needed of which I replied no. This was just day and this old man was like a kid in a candy store. I am sure he would have offered me the earth if I wanted. We got to my street and he dropped me a little closer to my gate. We said goodnight and we kissed again.

I entered the gate as quietly as a church mouse and tip toed to the house. I couldn’t help but feel stupid.

As I got to the balcony the light switched off!

Someone was up!

The End

123 thoughts on “Confessions – Chapter Four

  1. This Confessions Chapter 4 has been posted under the Chapter 56 link of Diary of a Zulu Girl. Please correct.

  2. Ohw ohw…ayeye i wonder who was up and did that person notice she was not around. Mmmmh cant wait for the next chapter.

  3. tjo o bline yong! From a high school boy to a 43yr old married man. Mara old man knw their stuff…

  4. I think this is posted in the wrong place. That said I’m going to stalk my kids. Let me see you with a TATA. He will have to explain to his wife why his car has sies she is only 17 scratched on it.

  5. There i was skipping up and down to read 56 kante its confessions , then realised “Theres an Error here.

    You posted Confessions under zulugirl folder please fix before it confusses people and mess up the proper order that u had goin”


    Lovely stuff

  6. I would lyk to command you, on your amazing writting skills. I think we really needed this as South Africans coz a lot of us dnt read. I’m actually considering buyng myself a tablet becoz my blackberry screen is just to small lol. Really enjoying this blog tnx!!!

    1. I’m so happy u have driven a number of young ones back to reading. I was asking people my age recently if people still read novels in this day and age of facebooks, twitters, whatsapps, bbm’s ndibalantoni? U have done the nation a great service…….yiza nazo

  7. Just to clear something up, N is Xhosa right?? So clearly N from ZuluGirl, isnt the same person as this Nelisa chick from this blog…

  8. OMG…. I ws told abt dis blog on friday nd iv finished ZuluGirlGoes2Jhb nd Confessions of a SugarBaby already#addicted#

    Chapter5 e kae lyk WTF…yohhhhh bt m xo N is not caught out…weLl nt yet anyway!!!

    Chapter5 pls de suspense is killing me…tlogela* xoxo

  9. Great writting skills. I am really. Hooked. I wonder who is up. Please. Post the thext chapter. Thanx to my best friend for introducing me to this book

    1. Are u serious? You want it? Really? Am very eager to do that for you and for nothing…zero…zilch. Just donno how… legalwise.. copyrights… permission… that kind of thing

  10. LMAO@Thabo literally eats you in a kiss whereas this man draws you into it.
    Tjo@ u r in d dog as someone is up…..hope it’s not daddy… I wait for next chapter….

  11. OMG! Death by Thabo would literary eat u!!! LMAO. This story is now so interesting. Can’t wait for the next chapter.

  12. Finished reading diary, now confessions, I realised hw much less tym I’v spend watching tv, nw m jus addicted 2 ur books, ur writing skills r so proper bro, u literally give a life into ur writting… can’t stop reading, nw s I wait 4 chapters 56 nd 5

  13. seems like somebody i know we all have that dramatic experience with a boyfriend but i must say i loved reading this one and cant wait for chapters to follow

  14. Awe! Wonder how she’ll get out of this one! Once the sneaking and the lying starts, it becomes very difficult to stop…

  15. Haha i like the part where she say ‘Thabo literally eats you in a kiss whereas this draws into it’. So true but couldnt help myself but crack.

  16. I have a 5 year old daughter should I be worried when men my age stare at her. This is scary but Nna Nna bolaya pervet ka ngwana ka

  17. Haha this sounds like me on a school night coming back from my boyfriends house*hides* can’t w8 for more

  18. I love the way u tell these stories,as a reader you feel like u were there,and you know exactly what’s going on in these teenages’heads.Keep up the good work.

  19. Haha wooow these blogs r soooo intresting… I’m a literature freak so I live tl feast my eyes on good stuff… I won’t judge how these girls r I just enjoy knowing more than…attained general knowledge…life is real up out here hey

  20. Hie there! I really enjoy reading your blogs. Have already given most of my friends your link and the do enjoy it. Could u please do us a favour…seeing that we are not south Africans can you please write in brackets translations to native language used. Your insight is spectacular. Keep it up

  21. Gud work Man, I’m trully enjoying your blog. I wish u the best in future & may your work pay off. Some1 said they have a biker boys story, I’m also interested.

  22. If Siyanda’s dad is 43, 15 years older than you dad- which would make him 28… And you’re 17??? How does that work??? Your dad had you when he was 11… We know its fiction but atleast try to make it realistic and reasonable.

  23. Shemet! Someone o tlo bona ma ada mona! Poor girl! And the Old timer has no one to answer to. Shim! It’s a shim, shim!

  24. OMG I can soooooooo totally relate to the late night park visits. When my husband n I started dating we wud blom ko parkeng,and we had our fair share of blue lights blink behind us LMFAO. He is 6 years older than me but at the time we began seeing each other I was a teen n he was in his mid 20s…anyway,ur taking me back down memory lane.Love how ur stories are easy to relate to

  25. A sugar daddy doesn’t necessarily have to be a married guy. As long as he’s older and spends money on you freely then he’s a sugar daddy.

  26. OMG! This book is very interesting….hmmm this girl, she’s 18 but she’s busy kissing a 43 year old man damn! Let see what happens in the next chapter…….can’t wait to read more!

  27. lol this girl wabalabala yho ae. but its not hard to find a virgin in matric i tell you. but i understand because you are using your own frame of reference. lol let me page to the next chapter

  28. this is a mistake, i shouldnt have started reading this yazi i have an exam on saturday and once i start reading Mikes books i wont put it down!!!

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