I wake up in the morning and immediately go into the bathroom. I began to wash my face and brush my teeth. I look in the mirror. God I was beautiful. I had the whitest and straightest teeth. I had piercing beautiful baby blue eyes. And my favorite feature of them all was my super curly blonde hair. I was a 18 year old girl who is mixed with black, Indian, and white. I had a nice figure. Flat stomach with a belly ring and medium thighs with a nice ass. I was everyone's dream girl. I would wake up too over 49 messages a day from random people saying
"Mayleah can I just take you out?"
"Mayleah can I just give you head already?"
"Mayleah when will you be mine.?"
And the list just goes on and on. Many guys and girls hit on me on a regular. I hardly gave in. I just got out of a relationship and I was still kind of taking it hard. My ex destroyed me when she broke up with me and started dating my best friend. I couldn't even handle it. I packed my stuff and fled to college in California. I studied early childhood development at USC.
I began to wet my beautiful golden locks and put a little leave in conditioner. I shook my hair out and watched my curls get more defined. After my shower I pick out a very form fitting burgundy dress that looked like it was painted on me. I then put on black sandals that wrapped up my leg. I put on a little lip gloss, mascara, and deodorant. I look in the mirror and I think to myself damn. I had to look good on my first day... I just had too.
I walk out of my apartment into my black matte Audi R8. I come from a family who has money. Other than my car I try to pay for things on my own. I want to do for myself by myself. I never wanted to depend on my family for money. I get in my car and drive up to the school. As soon as I step out of the car.. All eyes are on me. I feel like I am walking in a Victoria secret fashion show as I start walking to find my first class. I began to get frustrated as I try to find my first class. I see someone in front of me so I tap her.
"Hey can you help me find room 200 lecture hall?"
She turns around and my heart stops. She was the sexiest stud I've ever seen in my entire life. She was black and Samoan. She had long curly black hair. She was wearing a sweat outfit with diamond stud earrings. She made me wet. She licked her lips before opening her mouth and said
"Damn lil mama. You some heat. I mean uhh yeah I can help you find it. That's actually my first class so just follow me. The names Jasmine but I go by Jas. What bout you ?"
"Mayleah.. Leah for short."
"Iight cool."
"It's your first year here? And how old are you if you don't mind anwserin?"
"I'm 18 and yes it's my first year. What about you?"
"I'm 22 and nah it's my third. What you studying?"
"Early childhood development, wbu?"
"Business. I don't want to work for no one I want to be my own boss and get it. You feel me?"
"Yeah."
We finally reach the lecture hall. I sit down and Jas sits down next to me. Throughout the entire class I could feel Jas staring at me. It made me nervous. She was just so sexy. Everything about her turned me on. Her pink juicy lips, her semi deep voice, her rosy cheeks. I just wanted her pressed against me. I look up at my teacher then at her. We make eye contact. She stares into my eyes and licks her lips. I melt. My pussy just got so wet. I quickly look away and try to focus on what my professor is saying.
Finally the class is over. As I'm getting up to leave I feel someone tap me. I turn around and it's Jas.
"Damn shawty. You in a rush?"
"No, I'm just a little tired."
"Well do me a favor and text me tonight."
"Yeah sure."
She grabs my phone and puts her number in it. I get my phone and give her a hug goodbye. I walk into the parking lot and then into my car. I look at the time and it's 5:00 pm. I run myself a very hot and steamy bubble bath with a little epsom salt in it. I get undressed and I soak my body in the hot water. It feels amazing. I close my eyes and immediately my mind starts to think about Jasmine. I just can't help but fantasize about her. I bet she gives amazing head. She looks like she would give me the best sex of my life. I can just imagine her tongue gliding across my nipple rings and my back arching. Ugh I'm getting so turned on just thinking about it. She's so fucking fine. Can she be mine? Or is that moving too fast? I know I only just met her today but she's already driving me crazy. Ugh this is not like me. I'm so use to people wanting me not the other way around.
My phone vibrates and snaps me out of my thoughts. I pick up my phone and it's a text from Jas.
"Hey it's Jas. I'm really happy you tapped me today. I think meeting you might be the start of somethin great lil mama. I can't shake you out of my mind. I think Ima have to take you out to dinner so I can get to know you a lil better."
"I'm happy I met you today too. And trust me the feeling is mutual. I can't stop thinking about you either. And I would love to go to dinner with you."
I get out the shower and dry myself off. I put on a red lace thong and a half shirt. I put my wet curly hair in a bun. I begin to walk into my bedroom. I lay on the bed and turn on Grey's Anatomy. Today was a great day. I fall asleep 10 minutes later.
YOU ARE READING
The Other Woman
Teen FictionMayleah is a pretty blue eyed curly hair blonde. She was hurt by her ex so she moves to California and accidentally falls in love with a girl name Jasmine. Jasmine loves Mayleah but can't stay faithful. Mayleah loves Jasmine but her pass is coming t...