The sound of my door bell ringing woke me up.

I was wondering who would be

knocking on my door this early when I saw the time. Shit...3:34pm. I quickly ran
to wash my face and brush my teeth. Yer… you could call me a hygiene freak. I
quickly rushed down the stairs forgetting that I was only wearing a shirt. I
opened the door to see some sexy green eyes staring at me. I looked up at him. He
was about 6ft 2 or 3 and I was 5ft 3 or 4 or 5. I weren’t sure. “Don’t tell me you
just woke up.” “Corse not.” I lied. He started laughing. “You’re a terrible liar.”
“No… I woke up ages ago I was just er dreaming?” “Sure I believe you.” I decided
to change the subject of the conversation. I stepped aside to allow him in. I went
up my stairs with him following me. I was walking but didn’t hear any footsteps
behind me. I turned around to see his face red. He was smiling at me. Not them
friendly ones. Them sexual smiles. “What?” His eyes showed me. He was looking at
what was underneath what I was wearing and I was sure he had got a clear view of
my g-string. “You didn’t see that. Did you?” “Nope Nah Yer I didn’t.” he said
confused. I quickly run up the stairs. We were soon in my bedroom just sitting in
silence. “O yer…why you here?” “How rude.” He said looking hurt. “I’m sorry.” I
laughed. “It didn’t mean to come out like that.” He smiled. “Yer…you didn’t come
college.” “O…yer.” “About you overslept accept the fact.” “OkOk… I was tired from
last night.” As soon as those words escaped my lips I wish I hadn’t opened my
mouth. His mood suddenly changed. “About that…” he replied moving closer to me. I
was sitting on my bed and he had got up from my sofa (Yes I had a sofa in my
bedroom.) to sit closer to me. I felt an instant attraction to him. “I wanna
continue from where we left off at your door.” “Umm” I replied biting my lower
lip. I didn’t know what to say. My mind was saying yes. My heart was saying yes…
but I couldn’t process those thoughts. He made me shy which was one thing I
wasn’t. I was getting worried. “What’s umm?” “Errr umm errr not sure.” He laughed.
He was so sexy. His hair was in his face and it arrr. He was just plain sexy. His
eyes were so damn green and I could tell his body was saying a lot by the way it
took up space in his t-shirt. He came too close. I tried my hardest to fight him
off but… hell no… we both wanted each other. He started kissing me and feeling up
and down my legs. I could hardly breathe. He laid me on my bed and got on top of
me and continued to kiss me. His hands were going higher and higher. I had never
done this before. I felt his hands reach up. A bit too up. He was close to
somewhere I didn’t like. So I stiffened. He immediately stopped and asked. “What’s
wrong?” I decided to be honest. “Well… I well…I’m a virgin.” His mouth opened.
“Wow. So you’ve never done well what I was about to do to you?” I shook my head.
“I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to push you. I should have asked.” He got up to go.
“Who told you to stop?” I asked him. Smiling up at him he smiled back with a sly
grin. “I’m sorry madam.” He replied in a posh accent. “Continue dear.” I replied
same accent. That’s what I loved. I meant liked about him. He could make any
situation funny and make you feel better when you wanted to feel like shit. He
started kissing me again and his hands started off where they left off. “You’re
going to have to be slow with me.” I whispered to him. “Trust me when I say I
will.” He kissed me. I assumed that meant it was a sealed deal. I was feeling
really hot. He reached to take off my top and I hesitated. “Trust me.” He said. I
did. So together we tugged off my t-shirt. Leaving me naked except for that g-
string I was wearing. “Wow.” “Good wow or bad wow?” He laughed and so did I. We
both remembered the first time he came to my house. “Very nice and good wow.” Then
he started sucking on my breast. I was moaning. No-one had ever done anything like
that to me before and I had always wondered about it. It felt so damn good. I
closed my eyes and just indulged in the feeling of … I couldn’t describe what I
was feeling. We started kissing again. I felt his fingers reaching lower and
lower. I was half scared half excited. It weren’t like we were going to have sex.
Right? He started fingering me and I started moaning really hard. He whispered
“sweet nothings” in my ear. He just seemed to say the right things all the time.
After a while of him pleasing me, he got into bed with me. I was naked and he had
all his clothes on. He continued to kiss and bite my neck and I couldn’t do
anything about it. This continued for about an hour. No sex, just getting bare
horny and stopping and starting again. Then his phone rang. He quickly went to
pick it up. He buckled and I started laughing and so did he. As soon as he looked
on the phone and saw the caller ID his face changed. He looked angry. “What’s
wrong?” he didn’t answer. He answered the phone. “What do you want?” he asked.

The person on the other line was speaking when he started shouting. “You expect me
to take YOU back. Are you delirious? Come off my line Now.” He locked off.
He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. I got out of bed and hugged him
from behind. Nakedness and all. “What’s the matter?” he didn’t answer so I didn’t
ask any more. I didn’t want to probe him. “Basically, my ex she was pregnant for
me and she decided she didn’t want the baby so she went ahead and had an abortion
without me knowing; she bells my line today after how many months and tells me she
wants to get back together with me. I found out about the abortion because my
grandma worked there. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have known.” “I’m sorry.”
“So am I. So am I.” He turned around and stared down at me. “I’m sorry she had to
kill our mood.” I smiled. “It doesn’t have to end now…” he smiled and picked me
up. “I’m really feeling you and I want to give this relationship ting a try. Wah
you saying?” “Umm…” “What’s umm?” I laughed and bit my lip. “Umm yes or umm no?”
“Umm yes?” “Mariah, speak ENGLISH. Yes or no?” “yes.” I smiled. We started kissing
and he threw me on my bed softly. He stopped in his tracks. “What?” “Your boobs, I
like when they jiggle.” I started laughing while he grinned at me. “It’s true
doh!” I laughed again. “You weirdo.” He laughed for a second time. He sat on the
bed. I was wondering something. “I beg you take off your shirt please.” I thought
he would ask why but he didn’t. He just did it. I knew my suspicions were right.
He was packing. He had a tattoo right above where his heart was. It was a small
angel and the name “Kasey.” “Who’s Kasey?” “My little sister she died a year ago.
Leukemia.” “I’m sure she’s smiling down at you now from heaven.” “Let’s hope not!
This is my private space.” I smiled and so did he. All of a sudden we started
kissing again. He spent the rest of the day there just watching TV, cooking, and
laughing. He was the first boy I had ever gotten naked for and I still didn’t have
sex with him. Although it was tempting to the core. It was now 11o’clock. “O man,
look at the clock I have to go do a couple of tingz here and dere. I’ll holla at
you later.” “Umm ok.” He started laughing. “Umm bye.” He replied acting like me. I
clocked and punched him. “I hope it hurt.” “Nah it didn’t.” I punched harder and
he laughed harder. I decided to give up. He was now outside my door and I was
staring at him. “Bye then.” He bent his head and started kissing me again. I felt
dizzy. I broke the kiss, knowing that I couldn’t trust myself around him. He
grinned at me and walked to his car. I was still at my door staring at him. He
blew me a kiss and I blew him one back. His car sped off. I walked up to my
bedroom just in time to pick up his call. I smiled. “Don’t lie you miss me
already.” I laughed. I got in my bed and knew I was going to talk to him for the
rest of the night.

Maybe I was in love. Or just overly liked him. One thing was for sure, I couldn’t
get him out of my head.