I don't think this story would've fit on the fart stories sub, so I'm just gonna post it here.
Lakeview street was quiet, save for a few birds chirping in the trees lining the road. The street got its name because if you stood on it and looked carefully, you could spot a glimpse of Lake Michigan in the distance through the trees, weather conditions permitting. And it was a clear summer day, so the blue waters of the lake sparkled in the distance, making for a pretty nice view.
A sedan rounded a corner and started driving up Lakeview street. The young woman sitting in the driver's seat didn't bother glancing to the left to catch a glimpse of the lake: she'd driven down this road countless times. She nodded her head from side to side as she drove, drumming her fingers against the steering wheel, enjoying her music.
"I'm walking on sunshine, oh oh," she sang, her mouth curved in a smile.
Her name was Vanessa. She had a face that was regal but kind of cute at the same time, like a kind of feminine handsomeness, with a smile that could shine even in the bright afternoon sun shining into her car. Her light blonde hair was tied back casually, but if it wasn't if would've reached a little past her shoulders. She was wearing a blue blouse and yoga pants, and her eyes looked either green or brown, depending on whether they were in sunlight or not.
The sunlight made her eyes green as she leaned forwards, looking through her windshield, her gaze landing on her boyfriends house, where she had been living for a few months. Her boyfriends name was Blake, and he was about to become her ex.
The sedan slowed down, and then turned into Blake's driveway. Vanessa knew he wasn't home, she knew he was always at work at around this time of the day. But still, a satisfied smirk appeared on her lips as she saw that the driveway was empty. She slowly pulled in and then put the car in park, before turning off the engine. For a moment, she simply sat there and gazed at the house in front of her.
It had only been a month. Barely more than three weeks, in fact. She had gone away on a trip related to her job, had a good time, and then came home to her loving boyfriend. Only to discover a few days later that he had been sleeping with someone else. She'd confronted him about it, showing him screenshots of the texts she'd seen, and he'd denied it, calling her crazy and a "stupid bitch." So she'd left, taking all of her things, and stayed at her friend's for a day, knowing that Blake fully expected her to come running back to him. But she wasn't planning on doing that. Not exactly.
Vanessa sighed, and tore her gaze away from the house. She looked down, grabbing a can of soda from the cupholder next to her knees, and raised the can to her lips. Closing her eyes, she tilted the can upwards, swallowing the last few sips of soda left. Then she put the can back into the holder and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes landing on the house in front of her again.
She opened the door and stepped out of her sedan, taking her car keys with her. Her gaze returned to Blake's house as she closed the door, and she stood next to her car, her feet spread apart a little.
She was wearing a pair of dark blue yoga pants. They were the tightest and thinnest yoga pants she could find. In fact, they were more like leggings. Blake never liked it when she wore yoga pants or the like, he was always worried about other guys looking at her, and he didn't want her to look "slutty" when she went outside. But not only was she wearing yoga pants, she wasn't wearing underwear. The fabric of her leggings wrapped around her plump tight buttcheeks as if they were glued to her skin, vanishing as they dived far and deep between them, showing off her round marvel of an ass as much as they could. Her shapely legs were also on full display, and between them, the outline of her sex was visible. With her cameltoe and bubble butt being shown off to the world, Vanessa's look was a little indecent to say the least, and if Blake had seen her like this, he probably would have had a brain aneurysm.
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FanfictionStory archivist: Hi! its been a while and i.. its been a long month from making this book, I know and there and there has been in my head lately that... what if I expand the one-shots into, like 50-100 books I know it's ambitious but. think about i...