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Gia's PovTheres a house party at Serena's place on Saturday. She is a popular girl at my school, the embodiment of beauty and brains. She's every boy's dream girl and every girl's inspiration. What I mean to say is that everyone from my high school is planning to attend, myself included. That said, I received an invitation. Everyone was invited because Serena believes that no one should be left out. She's honestly a great person, but she's not the reason I wanted to go. The reason was Malaysia.Malaysia is a beautiful girl with caramel brown skin, full lips, brown almond shaped eyes, and thick curly hair. She had a heart of gold and a mind of steel. She can read people like books. Especially me because she's my ex. We dated in middle school, but after we broke up, she got together with someone else. Now she's single. While I can't say I've been single over past few years, I can say I've remained fond of her.This party means everything because it's my chance to make my first move... or a couple of moves. She knows I like her, that I'm in love with her. She knows how I yearn for her in the middle of the night when I can't sleep and how I crave her to get closer whenever we're near. She's been teasing me, and I want to show her that I'm a big girl now with bigger emotions, someone who knows exactly what a lady wants.It's Saturday, Im hanging out with a couple of friends. Laughing, drinking, and dancing. Having the time of my life. My baby was having a good time with her friends as well. I couldn't get my eyes off her. It was as if I couldn't get a sentence out without glancing at her, or that dress she was wearing. The dress accentuated every curve her body had. Her ass was poking out and asking me personally to touch it. I was almost sweating just thinking about the possibilities of what I could do to her.She caught my eye after a while. She stared for no longer than two seconds. She bit her lip. Her body looked like it was touched by an icicle the way it shivered before she glanced back down at her cup of punch. My clit just about doubled in size.She then told her friends something that I couldn't hear over the music. She handed them her drink and proceeded towards the bathroom. I needed her. I felt primal. An animal who was closely stalking their prey. Calculating their every move. Salivating over the fantasy of devouring them.I could smell her scent traveling farther as she got closer to the bathroom. I told my friends i'll be right back but it seemed they didn't notice because the was yelling "chug, chug, chug, chug" to some kid standing on a table with two busted 'Twisted Tea' cans.I stumbled a bit to the bathroom door because I was tipsy from all the 'punch' I was drinking. "Bhhaby?" I whispered through the door. I shook my head. She's not mine yet. I had to get out of my delusions. "Ma-" I stopped myself, I couldn't suffer another heartbreak and I couldn't have her fix a heart she didn't break. Truth is, my other ex from recent hurt me too bad to the point that I can't take anyone seriously anymore. She broke my trust. She made it hard for me to trust that any girl I encounter isn't cheating on me with some guy. Nonetheless, I start to walk away. The door creaked. I assume she heard me. My face got hot. I'm not in the right mind. Before I knew it though, someone grabs my arm and drags me in. It was her.She smelled like heaven. Hints of floral perfume and irresistable arbian oils was her signature sent. It ruminated the bathroom air. Right then, I was looking down at her. Her breast was about to pop out the dress padding. I could've drooled but my gaze became focused on her breathakingly cheastnut brown eyes. 'If her eyes can sparkle in this cheaply lit bathroom, I wonder how they would look in the moonlight' I thought. Her eyes read submissive and I was back into my animalistic ways. I had to be gentle though. I can't fuck this up. Slow and steady wins the race.We was facing each other so her back was turned to the mirror. I'm taller than her so I found myself glimpsing at my own reflection. I looked good. My locs in a bun, taper fresh, vaseline still glazed my lips making them look so plump and kissable. And I had a black tie on with a white button up. Both crisp.Malaysia turned around as she playfully rolled her eyes to see what I was looking at. I caught her eye again in the mirror. Her infatuation was undeniable. She bit her lip and leaned forward on the sink allowing her ass to graze below my belt. I let out a small moan "oh!?" Mal smirked. She seemed to get pleaure from teasing me. She knew what she was doing and we didn't even have to talk. I needed to talk though.I brung my hands around her to grab the counter. Pushing my pelvis into her ass, I whispered in her ear in a seductive tone that makes my voice drop and get raspy, "are you gonna be a good girl for mommy?". Mals eyebrows rose to the ceiling and her mouth slightly opened. I firmly grabbed the bottom of her jaw and directed her to look at me. My eyes narrowed "hmm? I don't talk for fun baby, don't make me waste my breath." I chuckled as I tried to catch her eye. "You doing all the things that I like so let me show what I can do." She looks at me and nods.Already being close her ear, I took the opportunity to lick the back of her ear down to her neck. I kissed and licked with precision. I wanted to hear which parts of her neck was sensitive through her moans. Her eyes slowly rolled back. Her head also fell back onto my shoulders as she uttered out a few sweet nothings " Take your time with me baby." I listened. I went even slower. I spit on her neck and as my saliva dripped down, I licked it back up. I wrapped my right hand around her neck and applied pressure. The veins in my hands peeked through my skin. I repeatedly thrusted my lower body on her butt. slowly. She softly moaned "ugh yes." She felt like a cloud. A cloud that was about to start raining. Fuck. This dress of hers was cock blocking me. I needed more but I must obey.I stopped for a second, tempted to walk away. To leave her with the feeling of longing, but I had finish what I started. I turned her body around so she can face me. I bent down as I pulled her strapless dress to her belly button, revealing her breast. They was so tender. I kissed them both. Then shortly enough I was making out with them. Kissing rubbing and sucking. "ohhh fuck yes I'm a good girl mommy, I'm a gooood goooood girl" I would've smiled but my mouth was busy. I rubbed my hands on her back and pulled her closer. She ran her fingers through her hair then shoved me off her to pinned my hands to the wall. I was on my knees still sucking on her nipples while also trying to pry hands from her grip. She's a dancer so she workout a lot. Her strength made me feel weak. 'Please use me' I helplessly thought. She pushed her boobs more and more into my mouth. Desperate for me to slobber all over them.She let me go and said "get up". My legs were weak. I was so wet. She wasted no time and grabbed me by my tie as I looked up to her with submission. She kissed me. Not just any kiss. She licked my lips and then kissed them softly. She kissed and kissed and kissed until our tongues interlinked. Her tongue was smooth and strategic. Like it had a mind of its own. Going deeper and deeper into my mouth. Didn't know a kiss could make me so antsy. My fingers traced her body as we passionately kissed. Mindlessly, I started gripping her ass. We paused mid kiss to smile at each other. Then, I grabbed the back of her thighs and placed her on the sink. My body naturally found its way between her legs. Perfect. We move gracefully with love in every motion like this was cheorgraphed. Planned. But no, we were going off our lustful instincts to completely have at each other.We continued to make out until- THUMP THUMP THUMP "Yooo who the fhhuck is in there yeooo?!" fuck. "I need to pisssss man! Unlock the door" It was the Twisted Tea Chugger. The kids blatter finally got to him. Besides me being annoyed that I'm getting cock blocked, I had to understand there's only one bathroom were allowed to use in the whole house and we were hogging it. Serena strictly said to everyone attending her party that we could only stay downstairs, her parents would know if anyone goes upstairs and if they knew- her ass was grass. THUMP THUMP THUMP "Give me a fucking second I'm fixing my dress you asshole!" Malaysia retorted. She was pissed and fixing her dress quickly. The shit was sexy, I was getting more hot and bothered until Malaysia glared at me. "Get in the shower and shut up" she asserted. She wasn't trying to mean, I saw it in her eyes. She knew what she was doing like always.Despite me being understanding of that, i'm a brat who loves banter. I grasped her neck, looked her in the eyes, and replied "talk to me nice baby" she smiled and lightly pushed me away. I hid in the shower and she exited the bathroom. The kid stumbled in, it was Nigel, Malaysia's ex. No wonder she was so hostile. I don't know why I didn't recognize him. He went downhill after her, but I wouldn't say chugging can of twisted tea until he was batshit drunk was the most surprising, he was just a...interesting soul. Almost like me, he just wasn't built for a relationship that required moments of seriousness. He was a friend of mine once, in fact, he was in a friend group with me and Mal before all of that shit happened with our break up. Nigel saw the whole thing go down. How I was removed from the friend group after it. He got with her right after. I never hated him for it. My heart was just so sore. Now, I look back and realize how fucked up it was.Malaysia's scent faded from the bathroom, I was left with the smell of cheap cologne and musty beer. It reeked. I had to smell myself to make sure it wasn't catching on to me. I still smelled like black opium and Malaysia. My breath became choppy because her scent was intoxicating. I could almost sink into shower floor and unbutton my pants to rub on myself to the thought of her. Unfortunately, I couldn't submerge myself in this comforting thought because Nigel's piss was hitting the toilet bowl so obnoxiously. I couldn't even hear myself think! "Goddamn" I uttered. "Huh?" Nigel trembled. I know Nigel well enough to know he wasn't scared of being watched in the bathroom, he was scared that Malaysia moved on and was fucking somebody else. That could easily ruin his night. Shit...it ruined mine.The loud piss splashes came to a stop as he flushed the toilet. I peeked through the shower curtains to see him take a look around. Surprisingly enough, he didn't open the curtains. Maybe because he knew not to...he knew he would find something.He washed his hands and exited. I let out deep alleviating sigh. After, I checked my phone that was thankfully on silent during that whole mess of a situation. I had two text from Malaysia. "Hey." "Go upstairs." I cracked the door to the bathroom open to see if anyone was watching. As soon as the coast was clear, I snuck out the bathroom and headed up the stairs that was conveniently located nearby. I felt bad. Serena was drunkenly singing Summer Walkers new song on karaoke in the living room, damn near falling over her boyfriend. 'Onlllleeee thingg datsss ssssavin yewww, Ohhhh ouuu woahhh, isss a heart of a whhhooomun.' I don't want to disobey her but I couldn't disobey my heart either, or Malaysia, or my pussy.I stopped staring down the stairs to continue climbing up. Once upstairs, I noticed how normal everything was, well... there were family photos plastered on the wall with minimal smiles and mostly smug looks, it was unsettling but typical for a well-off snobby family so I shrugged it off.There were three rooms in total. Two rooms were located next to each other on the wall ahead. If you turned to the left there was a bathroom at the end of the hall. I turned to my left and saw Malaysia. She was standing a few feet in front of the slightly opened door. The light in there was on and it vaguely illuminated the hallway. There was just enough light hugging her body to emphasize her lines and curves. I was thirsty to taste her.Malaysias eyes narrowed as she looked me up and down, licking her lips. Looking at me like I was steak and she was a hungry lion or should I say hangry lion. She still seemed pissed off from what happened earlier with Nigel. It wasn't the man's fault he had to piss you know? But I didn't care too much. "You gone stand there like a dumbass or you gonna get closer?" she challenged. I inched closer to her. I took my time 'cause I knew she was desperate. I like when they're desperate. The balls' in my court. She's aggressive now but I know her softs spots. I can ease her down effortlessly. She knows I can. That's why she's so comfortable showing me this rough side. I can put her back in her place. She folded her arms and shifted her body weight on to her right leg. Goddamn she looked good. I could already taste it. That fresh pussy. Her athletic but delicate frame made the green sparkly dress she wore look even more spectacular. No one could wear it like her, but I didn't want her to wear anything right now. Her large eyes was fucking me by looking into the depths of my soul. I got closer. Her tough shell started to melt and her breathing slowed. I stopped once I was a step away from knocking her over. She looked up at me. "You want to be big and bad don't you?" I sexily teased. She looked down shyly and became a little red. Regret fled her face and it turned on a fire in me. I smiled. I even giggled. No one ever sees Malaysia act so soft. She's known as a tough cookie who knows how to hold shit down. She really can control a room and lead a crowd. Everyone knows she strong as fuck and never think she could be so soft. I knew. I always knew. People always forget that tough cookies always soften up in a wet mouth."Use your words. Do you THINK you're fucking big and bad? I'm not repeating myself again. 'Cause i'll happily show you big and bad." I continued. I was getting closer as she backed away from me. We remained eye contact until she gently bumped into the door of the bathroom. The fear in her eyes faded and she demanded "take it off" shifting her eyes to my breast peering through my shirt. Her delicate hands clutched my shoulder. She moved them down to loosen my tie, unbutton my shirt and remove my bra. My titties were directly in front of her and she didn't waste a second to start groping me. I gasped. She massaged my nipples with her thumbs. "You like that?"she whispered. Her warm breath made my nipples even harder. I dissolved as her mouth consumed my whole boob. The sensation was warm and sweet. She burried her head into my breast and dragged her tongue all over my chest. My breath became uneven and my vision was becoming blurry. Her hands went between my legs rubbing on my pussy through my pants. My body fell top of her. I was struggling to hold myself up. "Fuck me." I pleaded.The stairs started to creek. My heart sank. Fuck! Why I can't have no interruptions with this girl? For fucking once. We had to think quick. She's a fast thinker so she pulled me in the bathroom behind us before I could even map out a plan. She closed the door softly behind her. I sat on the closed toilet seat. The bathroom was immaculate. Porcelain sink with marble floor tiles. The shower was glass and had a built in speaker on the ceiling. We heard indistinctive laughter from outside the room. We knew we had to be quiet.She went up to me and button up my shirt and re-tied my tie. She held my face with the palm of her hand and smiled. She just stared. Now I was certain this wasn't a lust thing, it was a love thing. "kiss me baby" I breathed. She did. 'I never missed anyone as much as I missed you.'The laughter got louder and I jerked my head indicating for us get in the shower to hid. Though the shower was glass, the privacy glass made it so our silhouettes were barely noticeable. We hid just in time before the doors bursted open with Serena and her boyfriend chaotically entering into the bathroom. He sat Serena on the sink and started to suck on her neck. Serena's phone buzzed. She said "wait fuck this is my mom. Kordell get out!" she pushed him and advised him to go down stairs to turn down the music. "Hey mom" her voice was cold and monotone. You can tell she was ready to lie like a rug. "Yes we're okay, I put Lea to bed and i'm about to watch a movie and rest." she didn't even stutter. The resentment in her voice plagued her every word. Her mom sounded sweet from the faint voice I could hear over the phone, but what do I know? Like many stereotypical silver spoon fed kids of Mount CrestVille, her parents were usually out of town either cheating on each other on 'business trips' or actually on business trips. Leaving Serena and her little sister Azalea alone with 5000 dollar checks to fend for themselves while they're alone for two weeks at a time.He got off the phone then began contemplating herself in the mirror. Patting her face and taking a couple breaths before mustering up a smile. She left the bathroom. Malaysia and I laid in the shower for a little before we went back down stairs. As we laid, she was rested on top of me. I rubbed her back. Her hands were pressed on my chest and I kissed her forehead. When we left to go downstairs, she walked to go to her friends but I grabbed her by the arm and I told her "tell you friends you going home early to study" her pupils dilated and shook in intimidation. The good kind. The kind that makes you antsy and crave more. That plagues your stomach with butterflies. "Okay I will." I let her go and watched her faded into the crowd. It was now my turn to lock in and tell my friends I had to go.I caught my friends playing HeadsUp in the corner. Seems like I wasn't missed. "Yoooo Gia where u been?!" Ally boasted "Yeah bruh you was gone for like an hour" Bree seconded."I told y'all I had to step outside, hit a blunt with some classmates from my 4th period class. Anyways, It's crowded in here!" I swiftly fibbed. Ally and Bree ate it up."Why you ain't invite me asshole" Bree smirked."You best be careful of you gone end up like them crackheads on the ave" Ally playfully scolded."Y'all play too much, listen though, imma head out. I have an essay due tomorrow that I gotta finish up, aight? so i'll catch y'all later.""Alright Gee, be easy" "byeeee bitch" they shouted as I walked awayI got in my car and turned the heat on. I put on a sexy playlist from my Apple Music. Setting the mood before Malaysia came outside.It felt like I was waiting forever. 10 minutes into waiting in the car, I was scrolling on the phone with my hand on the gear. In attempt to sober up, I was drinking water from one of the lukewarm water bottles I keep in my car for times like this. 'Lord if this was a hit and run, she did fool me' I thought. I slammed my hands to the wheel and pressed my forehead into the horn. BEEEEP "FUCK! Ow" I groaned. That was impulsive. I looked around to see if anyone saw, luckily it was dark and my windows was tinted. The music in the house was loud enough that no one could hear me cursing and honking my awful horn. Just then I had to turn down my own music because it seemed apparent that I was not getting laid tonight. 'Fuck it! Imma go home'. If I go back in i'll have to lie again and im too tired to do allat.I started my motor and I look towards the house one more time. It was only then when I saw Mal leave the house. She was running and laughing. I was pissed off. What the fuck is she doing? 'A text regarding your ETA would've sufficed'. I unlocked the car door and got out. I went around to the passenger side to open it and help her in. She was unstable. Through slurred words she babbled "sorreeeey my friends gave me back my drink andddd thennn I jussss got morrre to drannnk" She was precious. It was merely impossible to stay mad at her, but it was at this moment I knew I had to take her home. Her home. She was too drunk to know what was going on. She had to sober up. I remember her address and when we arrived, she gave me puppy eyes. "This is not your homeee." "Malaysia go inside the house" I got out the car to carry her to her door step. When I put her down, she got her keys out her purse and scuffled into the house. The house seemed vacant so I assume she didn't get in trouble for coming home under the influence. She closed the door in my face and didn't look back.My heart felt like it was pinched. Damn. My head dropped and I stared at my shiny paten leather loafers. I bought these babies with my first check. In fact, everything i had one was bought by me. I work so hard. At work, at school, and I work so hard for Malaysia to just look at me for longer than two seconds. I know I succeeded but I still had that longing feeling. I walked away, got in my car and drove home. In my bed that night I wondered about all the times I came so close but never was there. I wondered if love only exsisted for me in sexual spaces. If Malaysia felt the way I did about her. If I will wake up to this all being a dream.
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Saturday was definitely something to remember. I'm hungover as hell and feeling angry for some reason. I probably partied too hard and—well, I messed up. Yesterday, I attended Serena's party. Serena is a close friend of mine, but I went specifically to annoy Nigel. We broke up in February because he's too emotionally unavailable. He has the maturity of a ten-year-old, and it makes me sick. I can't talk about the future, my mental health, or even about our relationship. I loved him, and I still do, but I just can't be with someone who doesn't know how to love me.At the party, I was enjoying time with my friends and having an amazing time. About an hour in, I was glad I had come and had forgotten all about my mission to make Nigel feel like he was missing out. It was also then when I notice Gia. All I could say was she looked good and the alcohol was giving me an appitite. All jokes aside, I have been noticing her a little bit more lately. Since school started back in September its been imposible to not try to make her sweet face blush. I know I got that power over her. Before I get ahead of myself, Gia is my ex. We was togehter in middle school and lasted three months. It was a fun relationship but I wasnt ready for all of it to become so true. So... real. I was thirteen with strong emotions and freshly out of the closet. Overall, I wasnt mentally ready until Nigel. I stayed with Nigel until now. I cant imagine how badly this hurt Gia because we was in the same friend group with him. I need to apologize but I also do feel like I made a decision that day, love is love and its not always intentional, it just happens.Nonetheless, since september I have been giving her eyes. Caressing her ankle with my shoe when have to partner up for school, purposely dropping my pencil in front of her so I can pick it up, and doing my stretches extra slow when I see her walk past the dance room. I hope she's been catching on to what my intentions are wiith her. I love playing games and dropping hints but its only but so long I can dance around this.Gia is a fine, tall, brownskin, masculine woman. She has these big pearly white teeth and doe eyes. There's only so many ways that I can say that shes fuckable. Besides her appearce though, shes smart, funny, and kind. Super kind, she's just a stand up individual. I admire her. Everytime opens her mouth, I listen. I listen because I know Ill learn something, laugh, or feel a little water gush into my underwear. I miss her, and I hope she misses me too.You may be thinking 'this bitch need somebody to be on her body all the time' but you would be wrong. Certain people should miss me because they fucked up and some people should come back because I fucked up. I'm human. A 17 year old human with a lot of emotions. These emotion amplify when im drunk so please dont kill me when I tell you this...I fucked Gia at the party
... and then I fucked Nigel that nightLast night, I went to the bathroom to touch myself up but then Gia drunkenly knocked on the door. I thought to myself 'fuck yes.' My whole body tingled. I was already catching her repeatedly staring at me from across the room so I knew exactly what she wanted. I just wanted her to tear me apart. With all that flooding my mind, when I heard her say "Bhhaby?" to through the door I opened it slight to drag her in. She talked to me dirty and sucked on my neck. I knew Gia would be a pro. Anyways, one thing lead to another and we was mouth fucking each other. It wasnt long until we got interrupted by Nigel. He was about to burst his blatter from chugging all that Twisted Tea like a idiot. He was yelling through the door and I yelled back. Fucking asshole didnt let me take my time. I told Gia to hide in the shower and when I left I texted her to come upstairs. It was forbidden for us to go upstairs but I didn't care, nothing could've stopped me from getting what I wanted.Upstairs, we almost got caught again so we went into the bathroom. In there, I finally had a chance to really look at her. She was sitting on top of the closed toilet seat. I walked up to her and fixed her up. I then held her face with my palm. Her eyes was as warm as her face. My heart flutttered, the feeling was new but familiar at the same time. I was confused. Im still confused. In that moment, I was happy. Not because my drink settling in making me tipsy. I was happy in her presence. The feeling was scary but I couldnt pull away. Laughter that had been getting louder and louder sounded close enough for Gia to jerk her head to the right, urging us to get in the shower. We had to lay low so she didn't notice the vague silhouettes behind the linen glass. The floor was damp so Gia laid on the floor and told me to lay on top of her so my dress didn't get wet. 'Such a sweetheart' I rested on top of her and she kissed my forehead. I buried my face in her neck and I wanted to cry. She smelled good as fuck. One sniff of her neck gave me a whiff woody with cocoa undertones. It was cologne but she made it feminine. I always loved that about her. She could balance out her masculine and feminine so well. No wonder why her favorite symbol was the Yin and Yang. She even had bracelet with the black and white symbol dangling from it.I pecked on her neck and stayed hushed. I was listening in to see who just entered the bathroom. It was no other than Serena. My heart sunk. Serena and I have been good friends for a while. I came to her house on many occasions but yesterday, while I was helping her prep for the party and I finally found out why she doesn't want people upstairs. She doesn't know that I know. She gave everyone this generic excuse about her parents being against parties and shit. Now, it wasn't completely wrong, her parents only allow parties under their supervision but that didn't mean people couldn't come upstairs. They would just lock up the alcohol and mind their business in their room. That's it. Circling back, friday night while I was helping her set up for the party we took a break her room. I had a feeling something was off with her due to how she was acting lately so when she went to the bathroom I started snooping. Turns out, she had a fuck-ton of pictures of Nigel along with many obsessive entries about him in her diary. She's been crushing on him for a long time since the first entry about him is from September of Twenty-twenty two...when we got together. She's a backstabbing bitch and now that I think about it, shes been trying to be me for a long times and in a lot of way. I wouldve never thought it come to liking on my (ex) man though. I don't care for Nigel and if anything she can have him but she's with Kordell. Kordell is a great guy and he doesn't deserve to be fucked over like this. I didn't deserve to be fucked over like this either. I was so angry I could've busted out the shower and strangled her. I stopped myself not through my own self control but Gia was rubbing my back and It calmed me down. Her presence was therapy and her voice was tranquilizing. She always knew how to calm me down even if she wasnt aware of the furious fire burning inside of me. Nonetheless, her weighted hand on my back felt so good I purred softly in her ear. She love the sounds I made, she bit her lip hard. We was so enwrapped in this warm embrace that even after Serena left we stayed for a little longer. Intensly gazing into eaach others souls. I never done this with Nigel or anyone. It was chaotic with everyone but with Gia its so peaceful. The quiet consumed us, I realized that I didnt have to ask for any of this, we barelt talked we both just knew.When we returned downstairs, Gia grabbed me and told me to tell my friends that I had to go home and study. I knew exactly what she wanted to do and it made me jitter. I went to my friends and said "Hey girls" and they gave me smug but knowing looks "Malaysia, dont give us that "Hey girls" we know you dissapeared to get some. Was it Nigel you was fuckin' on?" Jade sneered. Rayne and Alaine, my other two besties was giving me a weak smile. They're sweethearts. On the otherhand, Jade is my overprotective best friend whose always looking out for me. Jade's a tomboy who loves where hoodies and sweats but at this party she work a sky blue maxi-dress that complimented her figure. She had a black bustdown wig with black mascara lengthening her already long lashes. Shes smart, fun, and has a dry sense of humor and is always sarcastic, sometimes it hard to know if shes mad or just messing with me. "No girl, I was just you know- after I got out the bathroom I was mingling." I nervously replied. Bad bitches are bad liars...right? "Whatever, heres your drink" She replied rolled her eyes. We laughed. At the end of the day we would never hate each other for our own bullshit.The interogation made me forget about the plan. I ended having drink after drink. Partying up. Thirty-minutes passed and my memory struck me lighting. 'Gia is going to kill me'. I stopped dancing like an Idiot and slurred out "Guys I forrrgot- I have to sthuddy." I wobbled alway without waiting for a farewell. Gia's car was parked in the front. She got out to help me in but I knew she was pissed. It was sexy that she didnt let her emottions stop her from being a good person to me, Nigel always let his emotions make him forget he loved me.In the car, I started recognixing the path we was on. She was driving me home. The ride was a blur but next thing I knew she was carrying me to my door step. I was mad. I wanted to be with her that night. I thought at the moment that she was blowing me off becxause she was mad. I wanted to so many things with her and I just was left with the feeling deception and hurt. Now I reallzeshe dropped me off 'cause I wasnt in the right state of mind. I'm afraid this epiphany was too late because as soon as I was sure Gia drove off, I called Nigel."Hhey.""Wassup Mal, I was hoping you ca-""Coomee over.""I'll be there in 15"He came right on time. He rung my doorbell and went down the stairsfrom my room into the living room to open the door. I opened it with only my panties and bra on. His eyes widened. My heart didnt want this but Gia had fot me but so far. I needed to finish. I looked up at him. Nigel is a 6'4 football player. Hes darkskin with a muscular body and a highly structed face. His face truly was of a model. He had a chissled jaw with high cheekbones, dark eyebrows, almond brown eyes, and waves. He was wearing a white compression shirt with brown slacks with a black puffer coat. If you asked me last year If i thought look good I woud've said "Good? My man looks edible" right now all I coulld think is 'what. am. I. doing' He reeked of cigaretts and alcohol with ode axe body spray. He looked desprate but in a pitiful way.I backed from the door indicating him to come inside. He took off his coat and hung it on the nearby coat hanger. He came up to me. He grabbed my fce and we kissed. Or should I say he kissed me. I remember it being kind of bad. It was rushed. He picked me up and took me to the couch. Barely any foreplay happened before he layed me on the couch and slid his dick inside of me. Honestly that was the only good party. Nothing special happened though. As he was stroking inside of me all I thinking about was Gia. I even moaned Gias name quietly. I know it was bad but I didnt care. I really needed that girl. I came though, I mean I guess. Whatever. He left, no aftercare. He just smiled like an ass and dissapeared.I woke up this morning with a text from Malaisya. "Hey hope you slept well, youre probably hung over from night, I dont know If you're okay with me reaching out, but I was wondering If I could come over to fix you some breakfast." Well If I didnt feel like an asshole before I sure as hell did now. I reread the text over and over. Sent at 8;46 am. It was fifteen minutes pass nine. I began to type.
I stunted by guilt. 'Should I tell her what happened last night after she left? Should I apologize for slamming the door in her face? SHould I just ghost her?' I was distraught. I texted back "I would love for you to come over!" she responded instantly and said "no problem, I'll be there by ten, I have to stop at the grocery store." I hearted her message. This gave me enough time to clean the evidence. There was busted condom on the floor and semen on my blanket. I cant lie we were being rouch and the whole living room had to b ecleaned up. I threw out the used condom, threw my blanket intot the wash, and cleaned up the lving room. I swept and mopped. The whole nine. I had just finished cleaning when I heard DING DONG.