Am I seriously doing this, I thought to myself as I stood in my best friend’s lounge room. She was out and only her Dad was home. He let me in the house then went to the kitchen. Is it really happening?
My heart was beating hard and fast. I’ve been flirting with him for a while now. A little wink here, a lip bite there. Last time I lifted my skirt up and showed him my underwear as I walked out of the room. I loved when his eyes lingered on me. I may be on the bigger size, but I’m the most gorgeous plus size out there. I can keep you warm at night.
I walked over to the lounge and sat down. I pulled my skirt up so that it was resting high up my thighs. I then crossed my legs and waited. I didn’t have to wait for long as he came back with a can of Coke for each of us. As he reached out to hand it to me, his eyes dropped to my legs. He stumbled on his words, telling me everyone has gone out and won’t be back for a few hours.
‘I know’ I said.
‘Why did you come here if you already knew?’ He questioned, still standing infront of me.
‘She said you felt sick and stayed home. I knew you would be alone’, I replied moving one hand up to my chest.