Waiting For You

Do you find me attractive?

I pulled her off of me.

A: So, what do you do for work?
C: I'm a teacher.
A: What do you teach?
C: Elementary school.
A: What do you do for fun?
C: I'm really boring to be honest.
A: I doubt that.
C: I like cars and reading.
A: What else do you like?

I asked as I rubbed my hand up and down her thigh.

Her breath caught.

A: Do you remember what I just asked?
C: No, Sir.

There was a knock on the door. Then it opened.

Kris walked in.

K: I was in the neighborhood so, I thought since you were single.
A: Get the fuck out. 
K: Who the fuck?
A: Charlotte do not move.
C: Yes, Sir.

Shit,I like this. It's hot.

A: Dre' get Kris the fuck out of here.
D: Kris I told you that you couldn't come back here now leave.

I closed the door and went back into my dressing room.

She was where I had sat her.

I entered the room.

A: Such a good girl.  I'm sorry about that.  She is an ex that won't accept that it's over.
C: Austin, if you will excuse me I really need to use the restroom.
A: There is one back here.
I led her to the restroom.

I walked back into my dressing room and texted my driver.
A: I'm ready to go home.

She came back out. I held my hand out and she took it.

I led her outside and to the blacked out SUV.

C: Where are we going?
A:  Will you come to my house? You don't have to do anything you don't want to, and my only expectation is your company.
C: I can't leave my car here.
A: Where is it?

She pointed to a back lot.
I told my driver to follow us.

A: Where are your keys?  I'm driving.
C: Yes, Sir.

She handed them to me.
We got in.  It's a Camero.

A: You drive a manual?
C: Yes. I do.  Do you need me to drive?
A: Hold on sweety.

I shifted through the gears.  We made it back to my home. She started to open her door.

A: Nope.

I closed her door back.  I opened it and helped her out of the car.

A: I open doors, not you.

She just looked at me.

A: Do you understand?
C: Yes, Sir.
A: You're hot. I love that. Shit.

I led her into the living room.

C: Your home is beautiful.
A: Thank you. I'll give you the tour. 

She smiled and laughed as we went from room to room.

We made it to my bedroom.

A: How would you feel about having a sleepover?  No sex unless that is what you want.  You can sleep in a guest room or I can. I don't want you to leave.
C: I would love to stay, but I don't have any clothes here.

I handed her a shirt and boxers.

A: Will these do for tonight?  I will take you shopping if you need to tomorrow. My treat.
C: Austin you don't have to buy me anything.  I think  Austin is hotter, funnier, and better to be around than Post Malone.