Ch. 2 : Bungee Jump or Nah?

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"You have GOT to be fucking kidding me!?"

The whole time she was singing Bishop Bullwinkle's Hell Naw song in her head.
^Hell Nawww to the Nawww Nawww Naww!^

The sun was starting to set, a guy, two people in front of her, just did his jump and he was WAAAAHOOOO-ing all the way down....good for him but she was not moving an inch and four other people were behind her.

The instructor was confused. "What's the problem, Miss Jones?", he tried to get her to walk towards the ramp.

"The problem is that you want me to take my glasses off and that ain't happening buddy!", she stepped away from the instructor.

"Miss Jones, you can't jump with your glasses on!", the instructor is getting really impatient with her.

She stood there and rubbed her chin in thought. "What if I hold them in my hand?...I absolutely can't see without them sir."

He looked at her for a second.

"If you can hold on to them....I don't see why not. Let's go Miss Jones!"

She took a deep breathe and stepped toward the ramp again. "Damn, that's a long ass fall!"

"Alright!, now remember let you body fall like a rag doll, don't be stiff and......", the instructor pushed her as she was trying to listen.

"Sonnnn offffff aaaaaaaaa Bitchhhhhhhh!", she screamed as he pushed her off the ramp but surprisingly she remembered all of his instructions.

Unfortunately, she was not completely dressed for this "occasion" seeing as how she just came from a "Say No To Bullying" Luncheon earlier that afternoon and didn't have a chance to change into loose fitting clothing.

So here she is in a free fall, the instructor and the patrons up above getting a clear view of her ass cheeks, thighs, and pink matching bra and panties but all she could think about is: ^Lord, please don't let me drop my glasses!^ followed immedi...

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So here she is in a free fall, the instructor and the patrons up above getting a clear view of her ass cheeks, thighs, and pink matching bra and panties but all she could think about is:
^Lord, please don't let me drop my glasses!^ followed immediately by  ^Michelle, you're an idiot!^

Needless to say, she landed safely and when she finally made it over to Shemar she fell into his arms and said "I'm never doing that again!"

"Michelle, I'm so proud of you!....but you might want to adjust you dress.", he chuckled.

Her eyes go wide as she realizes that the back end of her dress was stuck in the inside of her panties!
She quickly fixed it and hide behind Shemar's back.

"Please tell me that we are leaving soon?", she whispered as she heard people starting to approach them.

"Of course, but I have to answer some questions from the reporters first.", Shemar waved at the reporters as they stop in front of him.

"Fuck my life...give me your jacket first!"

Shemar slipped off his leather jacket just as one of the reporters, Terrance J, stepped forward. she quickly slipped it on and combed her hair with her hands and noticed her pink rose pin is missing from her shoulder. Clutching her gold heels in her hand, I turned and faced the reporters with a smile on her face.

"So Shemar, tell us a bit about the Bungee for MS even thought it's almost wrapped up for today?", asked Terrance as he thrusted his mic in Shemar's direction.

"Well, Multiple Sclerosis is something that my mom has battled for many years and I just felt this event would bring out a lot of people who support the fight for a cure and it's also a way for people to face their fear of heights...", Shemar looked at me and winked, "we've raised 40 thousand dollars today and people are still giving", Shemar smiles and folds his arms.

Terrance resumes his interview, "Wow, that's truly incredible! Now I notice you have one of the recent jumpers by you side...tell us ma'am, what's your name and how do you know Shemar?"

"Hello everyone, My name is Michelle Jones and I know Shemar from when I started my Despite Standards movement last year. He came to my first seminar in Jackson, Ms and has been coming and supporting me ever since... so I decided to come out and show my support for him, his mom Marilyn, and the fight against MS.", Michelle said proudly as she stood beside Shemar while he held her hand.

"Well that is amazing..I bet you weren't expecting that wardrobe malfunction, right?", asked Wendy Williams holding her mic just a little to close to Michelle's face.

Michelle chuckled. "NO Wendell...I mean Wendy, it was very unexpected, unfortunately I didn't have time to go to my penthouse and change into something more appropriate. However, things happen and you have take them in stride.", she smiled politely.

Shemar clears his throat. "Um, this is Miss Jones' first time bungee jumping and she definitely didn't expect that to happen. She's a very voluptuous woman and as you can see as well as hear, nobody's complaining." Shemar smiled at me.

Michelle swears if she could have kissed him right then and get away with she would have with his ol Malcom Winters, Derek Morgan sexy looking ass. She just blushed and looked away.

Wendell Williams must have been butt hurt cause she followed up with. "I see, so Miss Jones do you and Shemar go out a lot or are you two just friends?"

Just as Michelle was about to tell her ol man looking ass off Shemar answered her. "Actually MRS. Williams, myself and Michelle are going on at date later tonight. A very private and intimate date.", Shemar grabbed Michelle's hand again and started to walk off.

"Well wait, Shemar...one last question.", Wendy.

I guess Michelle and Shemar were bout feed up with her cause they sighed at the same time. They looked at each other and chuckled before he turned around. "Yes, Mrs. Williams?"

"My final question is...are you two a couple or is this something new..or what?"

That was the question that broke Michelle's last nerve. "That's not anybody's business but ours!..You so got damn messy Wendell!...Will you please leave us alone?! All you do is be messy, no wonder so many people have beef with you! Damn!", Michelle yelled at her and grab Shemar's hand and they hop in his limo and the driver speeds off and leave Wendy to pick up her bottom jaw cause they're sure its still on the ground. The last thing they hear is Terrance J and a gang of reporters laughing.

"Now about this date, Shemar?"

Shemar turns to Michelle and smiles. "Oh, you'll see!"

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