Ashianna
"I have to return home."
Out of surprise, I told him that! I took a step back after the chased kiss. I know I shouldn't back down in situations like these, but I was mindful of how unclean I felt, especially because I was still wearing the same clothes and had just left the club!
"I'll drive you home." He stood out of his chair and walked over to the side table to collect his car key.
I also fix my things without saying anything. If I were simply very clean right now, like not wearing the same clothes and having already bathed. Oh, my goodness! This is extremely irritating! Why must we meet in this way? If we have to meet again, I'll make sure I'm not drunk and that I'm comfortable with how I appear and what I'm wearing.
He walked in through a black door. I peeked in and noticed he had a modest walk-in closet. I snorted and averted my gaze. I can see he's a very affluent man.
"Do you feel completely comfortable in that?" When I heard him talking behind me, I turned around.
I looked at the hoodie he was holding before I looked at what I was wearing. I smirked when I remembered that I was only wearing a lacey bra and skirt.
"Why?" I asked, wondering. "Is it bothering you that I have a large breast?" I cocked my head to look at him.
His brow wrinkled, and his glance went down to my breast, where he locked his gaze on me. "Not really," he answered with a little laugh.
I'm not sure if I'll be upset or if he meant something else entirely.
"Why?" I wonder. I pressed my hand to my chest. "I have big breasts."
His brows furrowed and followed my hands. I smiled and walked in front of him since I usually noticed him glancing at my breast.
"Would you want to have a quick look at it?" I boldly asked.
That's when he burst out laughing at what I had said. He merely laughed. He shook his head, forcing me to wear his hoodie. He had such a lovely face. If he hadn't already kissed me firmly on the side of my lips before, I'd believe he was a softie.
"Perhaps the next time." He stated it in a lighthearted manner.
I picked up my dusty see-through long sleeves off the floor and stuffed them into my purse. His hoodie has a pleasant odor. I'm attracted to guys who have a pleasant odor.
When I stepped out of the room, I saw how large his condo was. He appears to be far too wealthy for me. I don't like it, but I'll put up with it because he's so attractive.
"Perhaps the next time." He stated it in a lighthearted manner.
I picked up my dusty see-through long sleeves off the floor and stuffed them into my purse. His hoodie has a pleasant odor. I'm attracted to guys who have a pleasant odor.
When I stepped out of the room, I saw how large his condo was. He appears to be far too wealthy for me. I don't like it, but I'll put up with it because he's so attractive.
I don't want to appear like a mistress. It had happened before! Some dude was attempting to get his hands on my pants. I didn't like him, so I ignored him, but he kept sending me private I*******m messages pleading for my nudes. I snapped a picture and emailed it to his girlfriend. What a scumbag! What a maniac, the girl became upset with me! They're both bumbling idiots! It's fortunate that they're together.
"Nothing that I'm aware of," he grinned again.
His smile has the ability to heal a number of disorders.
"How about you?" he inquired.
I was honest and said, "I don't do boyfriends."
I have no intention of having a serious relationship with him, no matter how attractive he is. I just want to have a good time. I'll stop bothering him if he doesn't want it. There are many males on the globe.
He shrugged and said, "Glad to hear that."
Oh, he's not that kind of guy, is he? It was obvious to me! It's comforting to know that we appear to enjoy the same things. He's not the sort to commit to a long-term relationship.
"Are you a student at Stanford Right?" Sam told me. " I stated.
"Yeah, I'm a fourth-year mechanical engineering student." You? "
"I'm a third-year NPU student. Travel and tourism. "
I'm playful, but I'm not a chatty person. Our group's outspoken members were Sam and Martina. Kierra is the teasing kind, while Via keeps us in check. Sam utilizes her ability to converse to make friends, whereas Luna uses it to flirt.
"Did you ever wish to work as a flight crew?"
When I realized they owned Asiana, I chuckled. He seemed to be intrigued by the fact that I am a tourist student.
I shrugged and said, "If I get fortunate. If not, sugar baby will suffice.
He burst out laughing at what I said. I realize he's chuckling at my not-so-funny comments, and I'm not joking!
"I also have the potential to be a non-showbiz girlfriend," I said.
He lifted his brow as he drove, saying, "I thought you didn't do relationships."
"It's horrible to say Non-showbiz fuckbuddy," I chuckled.
He smiled once again as he quickly moved the steering wheel to the left with one hand while the other rested on the gear. When I noticed some visible veins in his arm as he grasped the driving wheel, I bit my bottom lip. That type of choker appears to be something I'd want.
"There, I'm fine." I pointed my finger to a closed corner.
He pulled over to the side of the road and unbuckled my seatbelt. I stared at him first before going down. When he saw me gazing at him, he cocked his brow and flashed a tiny smile.
"When do you think I'll see you again?" I boldly inquired.
He grinned and caressed my left thigh with his other hand. I was on the verge of squirming.
His fingers lightly brush my thigh, whispering, "Whenever you want."
Thank you, God! I'd snatched him right now, right now, if I wasn't simply feeling sticky! This is really annoying! When is the next time?
"How can I get in touch with you?" I was direct in my question.
He placed his hand in front of me after removing it from my leg. I grabbed my phone and handed it to him so he could input his phone number. Then he dialed his own phone number to inquire about my whereabouts.
"All fine, thanks, and good luck!"
When I ran inside the dorm, I was overjoyed. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face, even when I finished having a bath. I feel so clean and fresh. Before taking a nap, I drank a lot of water to replace the alcohol in my system.
I was awakened by a number of phone calls from Sam! I picked up my phone, irritated, but the call was disconnected. I went back and read our private chat since they were discussing something. It's me, it's me! They've been searching for me since the wee hours of the morning! Kierra: Martina was driven home by Kalix. That's excellent. Yanna is nowhere to be seen. Sam: I'm not sure, but I think she's having sex with that Stanford dude. Via: Bitch? Which one is it? Sam: You guys should go. I'll start searching for her. If she isn't here in five minutes, then she may be doing something else. I continued scrolling and noticed Sam was worried since I wasn't there. I chatted with them so they wouldn't be upset. Yanna: I just woke up, but don't worry, I'm already in the dorm. I'm all right. You should be more concerned with my tits and pussy. Last night, I didn't get laid. It was irritating! After I talked with them, Samantha p
When we arrived at a two-story house in Fremont, it was already late. Outside, the music was not that loud, but after we entered, the sound was really loud inside the living room. Everyone has been greeted by Sam. It was a home full of university students, all of them had red cups in their hands. Others are dancing, drinking, conversing, and playing beer pong. The place was not overly packed because the home was vast. I looked around the living area, but there was no sign of Percival. That's where I spotted him when Sam took me to the kitchen. He was leaning on the kitchen counter, a red cup in his hand. He was grinning as he listened to his friend—the one Martina had mentioned before. There were a total of five of them. Two ladies and three males were present. When the woman encircled her arms on his arm, he moved and got his attention. The woman murmured something to him and he nodded, still smiling. “Sam!” the woman Percival was talking to turned around wh
“Excuse me, excuse.” I didn't care who I bumped into.I kept walking quickly.My eyes widened when someone pulled my arms. I almost tripped over a shard of glass.“Be careful,” he said quietly.When he let go of my arm, I was able to look at him closely. It was as if my panties had completely fallen off when I saw the man I had been looking for, up close. I could not speak immediately due to panic. I could smell his manly scent. He smells so good, how come? His perfume is obviously expensive.“Shit! Dude, some girl kissed me.” I looked at the man who approached him.Oh! The man Martina was talking to! Wait, their friends?!He never looked at me again so if I talked to him I may look like an attention seeker kind of girl while he's talking to his friend. I also forgot about Stefan so I just went back to our table to drink."Well, you're still around?"Sam said when she saw me on the couch.
"He's a creep! A handsome creep"I'm not sure how I'd feel because he didn't respond to my chat. He didn't say how he found out my info, but I'm guessing Samantha informed him or he's just a creep! As a response, I stalked him as well.When I do a google for his name on Instagram, I get a lot of results! I had no idea what his entire name was, so I asked Samantha.To: BestieAdmit it you sold my name to Percival.She replied immediately even though it was already late.From: BestieKind of.I want to strangle Samantha’s neck. I was to type a reply when she chatted to me again.From: BestieYou’re looking for his Instagram account, huh? Hmmm.I grimaced and replied to her.To: BestieYes, so give it to me because I have your family.From: BestieYou can have my family, LOL!From: BestieAnd, it’s Percival Archer Revamonte. You’re welcome bitch
I returned to the city in the afternoon because I had a class on Monday. I was bored listening to my old professor talk about some historical things, but luckily my attractive block mate was sitting next to me, so I simply glanced at him and flirted a bit. We used to have flings, then he moved on and got himself a girlfriend. They split up last month, and he is now single. I looked away when he looked back at me. I pretended to be listening to our professor's discussion, "Ahh, so that's why." I said nodding my head, acting like I was listening, I looked like shit. I was even taking down notes using my black ball pen so he would believe I was listening. I was stopped when he held my hand to stop me from writing. I looked up at him. "You're not taking notes, you're doodling," he said softly to me, the professor might scold us for making noise "I love art," I smirked and looked in front. "You bored already?" I looked back at him and shamelessly l
"Don't tell me you have your own key now!" I said while putting on eyeliner.She sat on my bed, "No, the door is wide open." "You don't seem to be prepared," she said sarcastically. "Do you think you'll get laid tonight? Am I right!?"Ignoring what she said, "What should I wear?" I asked."If you're only going to take it off, don't wear anything." She flashed a sly grin."Come on, tell me! You're so dumb Sam!" I barely said."Before you do it, put on a wedding ring and get married!" She even clasped her hands together as though praying. "It's a sin!" she exclaims."Bitch!" I stated while I searched the cabinet for certain clothes.I chose a pair of high-waisted denim shorts and a red backless blouse that I knotted over my neck. I put on my leather high heels and light make-up. Sam was dressed in tattered pants and a black tube. It's just a simple outfit.Samantha drove us there because she had brought her ca
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is not affiliated with any Universities mentioned below. Please be advised that this story contains mature scenes and strong languages that are not suitable for very young audiences. Read at your own risk. *** “On behalf of all our crew, thank you for choosing Asiana as your Airline today. Have a great day.” I smiled at the passengers who went out of the plane. I was just standing at the side thanking everyone with a smile plastered on my face, they were carrying their luggage. From time to time I would also approach them if they needed my help. “Is this our last flight?” Katella, one of the crew asks. “Yes,” I smiled at her. “You can rest already.” The long flight from Atlanta to
“Yanna, please! How can it be easy for you?” I sneered at him while playing with the cue stick. I bend a little showing them my perfect round butt and focus my eyes on the cue ball. I adjusted my posture and hit the ball with my cue stick. I smirk and stood up when I shoot two stripes in one turn. “Yanna, hey! Are you just playing with me?” I rolled my eyes. How annoying! “Can you please, get him out of here?” I elbowed Dennis-one of my friend. I’m at the billiard hall playing billiards with my other guy friends. They are all good-looking but at the same massive looking that is the reason why the guy who kept getting on my nerves immediately backed out when Dennis, my friend approaches him. I don’t even remember his name. “Shit! Bad shot.” I said annoyingly. I stood up while still holding the cue stick. “Yanna, don't be like this!” The annoying guy shouted again even though Dennis was pushing him on his shoulders. I loo