We managed to get back to my place, so I could pack a few more things. I had to work tomorrow, and I didn't want to go dressed like Shelly. I might get fired. Just kidding, she didn't dress that bad. Shelly came with me, for protection. Not that she could protect against a five hundred pound man with a King Kong complex. What ever drugs I had in my system had clearly worn off. I was thinking absurdly.
I waited by the front door for her to come back. "All clear!" She hollered from my room. I let out a sigh of relief and headed straight for my closet, I didn't want to be here longer than I had to right now. Shelly was sitting on my bed, playing with that damn teddy bear.
"Throw that thing out."
"It's kinda cute. And smells soo good."
"Yeah and nearly killed me. Throw the fucker away." I tossed down a duffel bag onto the bed and gave her my worst bitch-you-better-do-what-I-say look.
"You should let me keep it, so you can have some evidence if you need it later."
I started shoving clothes into my bag. "I don't want to see it ever again. period."
"Deal."
I turned around to grab some delicates out of my top drawer when my phone buzzed. Shelly was the only one to text me, so I found that kind of weird. Before I could soothe my curiosity, she picked up my phone and punched in my lock code.
"Who the fuck is Aaron and why haven't you introduced me? Oh my god look at those abs!"
I snatched the phone away from her and slid it into my back pocket without looking at the message. My face turned a little red and I turned around, back to my panty drawer to hide my face.
"He's the mystery man.... from the other night."
"The one that took you home, slept in your bed, and didn't fuck you?"
"Yep." I popped the p, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice. I really didn't think he would be texting me today, or rather ever again. He must have had it bad for me. Not that I minded with a body like that.
"If you turn him down, I will happily take your sloppy seconds."
I couldn't help but giggle at Shelly, pausing my packing for a moment. I sat down on the bed next to her.
"For all we know, he could be a butterhead. Or a chicken nugget."
"Or the finest, most hung guy ever to walk the earth."
"Oh my god Shelly stay out of my dreams!" I elbowed her. My phone buzzed in my back pocket and Shelly wiggled her eyebrows.
"I guess we're about to find out one of those."
"What did you do?" I said as I slide my phone out and feverishly typed in my passcode.
"Just gave him a little encouragement." My phone buzzed again and we both looked at the picture. "I guess he doesn't need one, you lucky bitch."
I scrolled up and started reading. He sent me a message asking what I was up to and Shelly had sent him an old picture of me, showing the top of my favorite red lace panties and the bottom of my bare boobs. I couldn't believe her. I knew I should have deleted that pic, it was one I had sent to my ex, but I looked to good to get rid of it.
He responded with "feeling naughty I see. Me too." the pic was of his stomach. He was laying down on a black comforter and his black boxer briefs were fighting to contain a massive erection. I didn't even know what to say. I didn't want to talk to him like that so early, if ever. I licked my lips and rolled the bottom one between my teeth. Damn he looked good enough to eat. But I don't know him. I shouldn't be doing this. I looked up around my room and landed on Shell, who was still staring at the pic. I shouldn't be doing this right now because of what was going on in my life.
I text him back, apologizing and letting him know that although the picture was me, it wasn't me who sent it, and that I needed time to think about things in my life. I wasn't ready for anything like this.
Shelly watched me click away on the screen, reading what I said as I wrote it. Her face turned sad and she looked up at me.
"I'm sorry, I forgot my place. A big dick and nice abs will do that to a girl."
I lightly chuckled at her. "It's cool." I got up and slid the phone back into my pocket and went to my bathroom to get my toiletries. My phone buzzed but I ignored it. I can talk to him when I have time to myself.
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Silent Attention [COMPLETED]
RomanceEverything in Gemma's life has been absolutely normal. Break ups streaks of bad luck losing her job, you know normal. But when she starts to feel like someone is watching her, her luck changes. It seems like it's her guardian angel come around to fi...