Hello Stranger

August 20, 2011

I can’t believe it is sophomore year already. Coming back from the summer has been eventful to say the least. However, I am ready to start the new semester and to see my girls again. Of course, we got to hang out a little, but with summer jobs and summer vacations, it was not the same. Since I was the last one to arrive (is that a surprise) I was about to text the girls to let them know I was settled and ready to meet up, but I received a text from my ball player.

WHAT’S GOOD, STRANGER?

I chuckled and laid back on my bed. Stranger? That was cute because we have definitely kept in touch over the summer; maybe not as often as we normally did. He was busy with training camp and playing overseas, and I was busy spending time with my family and traveling. While laying in the bed, I took a selfie and sent it to him with a message.

JUST GOT BACK IN YOUR BORING ASS TOWN.

I hopped up, attached my phone to the charger, and headed to the kitchen to grab something to drink; made a pitstop in the living room to play some twerk music. While drinking and searching through my closet I heard my phone vibrating. That got to be the girls, wondering if I was back yet, I thought. I was thinking about just doing a pop up since JJ posted a picture of them at our favorite hangout on Book. I grabbed my phone and headed to the bathroom.

DAMN. THAT’S PETTY. WYD? -LQ

NOTHING. ABT TO HEAD OUT. WBU? -ME

WHERE YOU GOING? -LQ

WHY?? WHAT’S UP?? -ME

I AM IN TOWN, BUT LEAVING TONIGHT. -LQ

No wonder why he was asking where I was going, that is unlike him to pry in my business. Decisions. Decisions. I can catch him the next time he is in town, on the other hand it has been a while. The girls didn’t know I was in town yet, so it’s not like they are sitting and waiting on me. I contemplated my next move because my response would either get me some Sunny D or get some drinks and a long bath with my B.O.B (battery operated boyfriend). I got in the shower and decided that I needed some Sunny D.

DOES THAT MEAN YOU ARE COMING BY?? -ME

IS THAT AN INVITE?? -LQ

TAKE IT HOW U WANT. BUT I NEED TO KNOW BC I WILL NOT BE WAITING ON U!! -ME

OMW. -LQ

Instead of putting on my outfit I picked out to hang with the girls, I put on a black tank top with boy shorts; no reason getting all dressed up. I don’t know why I didn’t tell him to grab me some food, I questioned. I fried up some chicken wings with some rice and put on my favorite song. Nothing like cooking and twerking. I was so wrapped up in it that I didn't even realize he called me. Four missed calls, that's not normal.  I turned down the music and called him back. No answer. See, I do not have time for the games. He texted me that he was on his way like fifteen minutes ago. I went back to my room to change and head out because I meant it when I said I was not going to be waiting around for him. I put my food up, grabbed my keys, and headed out the door. As I was walking out the building, he was coming up the sidewalk. I ignored him, until he grabbed me with the stupid smirk on his face. I pulled away, rolled my neck as I folded my arms.

“Where you going?” he asked, smirking.

“Out.” I sassed, rolling my eyes. I snatched my hand away.

“I am here now,” he protested.

“You must think I am stupid or desperate. I’m not one of your little  groupies that you used to deal with. Therefore, I refuse to have my time wasted sitting around waiting on you. Do I look like that type of chick?”

“Yes,” he teased with laughter, which irritated me more.

“See, there you go with that bull-” I hissed, pushing him out of my way.

“Why are you so serious? You know I am playing with you. It wasn’t like that. Plus, I called you a few times. Got held up at the house.” he explained, pulling me closer to him.

He did call me…more than once. “Or held up with one of your women.” I said, rolling my eyes.

“If you would’ve answered my call, we wouldn’t have this problem. So stop being like that,  let’s go back inside.” he suggested, I resisted at first until he gave the look that sent shivers down my spine. Uhh, I hate him sometimes.

As soon as I put the key in the door, he pressed up behind me. I could feel his thickness at attention, pressed up against my butt, which turned me on more. He was ready and my panties were soaked. He didn’t get a chance to get all the way through the door beforeI hopped on him. Thank goodness he was strong and didn’t drop me, that would’ve been embarrassing to say the least. As we kissed, he laid me down on the couch. He slid down my red lace panties over legs, tossing them behind him. Then, I sat up and unbuckled his belt and pants, yanking them exposed to his hardness. I licked my lips as he pushed me back down. I hiked up my dress, as I spread my legs open pulling him closer to me. I inhaled as he deeply penetrated, moaning as he slowly pulled out. The pace picked up and I was enjoying the ride. He got deeper and deeper. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, it was over. That's quick. Not only did I not cum, he decided today he was going to cum on my leg. I was speechless. He kissed my forehead and pulled up his pants. I was paralyzed, perplexed,  and still at a loss for words. Did this fool just cum on me? I have been at the end of his quickies before, but cumming on my leg was new to me. The moment I gained feeling in my pinky toe, I jetted out of the room to the bathroom. I didn’t even give him a chance to say anything. I turned on the hot water and scrubbed my leg. What the hell was he thinking? I strolled out the steamed filled bathroom in my towel and went to the kitchen to grab my plate. After warming it up and dancing to the living room, I was startled by my friends sitting on the couch with death stares. Damn, they caught me and I hope they didn’t see my red panties on the floor.  There was no way I was going to be able to talk myself out of this situation.

“You came into town and didn’t tell anybody?” JJ asked, as she walked to the kitchen.

“When did y'all get here?” I was puzzled, I guess this fool left my door unlocked.

“When we saw LQ at the gas station.” Brooklyn chimed in, sizing me up and down. Shaking her head.

“And the only reason why he would be this way, if you popped that cookie for him.” JJ added, with a glass of wine in her hand. These damn detectives just had to ruin this for me because I was not going to share this story with anyone.

“Y’all want some chicken.”  I tried to change the subject.

I went to grab my phone and saw a text from LQ. I was curious what he had to say since I ghosted him before he left. The whole ordeal was awkward, so I hesitantly opened his message.

Z, HIT YOU WHEN I GET BACK TO THE DORM. -LQ

Looks like I am not a stranger anymore.