Rotten Liaison || Benny Rodriguez

Chapter 5

The girl put down her cigarette and smirked.

"Hello." Her French accent was beautifully spoken.

Benny froze for a second before speaking up again. "Um....how are you?"

"I'm doing very well. Yourself?"

"I-I'm okay. Um.....please forgive me, but I don't think I ever caught your name."

The girl grinned again as she stifled a chuckle. "Chamsy."

"Oh. Well,....I'm-"

"Benny Rodriguez? Yes, I've heard of you. You're a player for the Luminsdale High eagles, no?"

Benny would've been somewhat shocked that she knew about his sports life, but then he remembered how she had showed up to the game that one night and nearly prevented him from winning.

"Yes, I am," he told her, "Uh....."

He paused again, thinking of what to say next, but no ideas came upon him for some time. He looked at her eyes which were on him, and at last, one did.

"If I may ask,....why do you always stare at me in class? Whenever I'm focused on the board or turned away from you, you lock your eyes on me and it's done left me very curious at this point. Do you find me attractive or something? Is there something I have that you have a need for?"

Chamsy stilled as she looked him up and down. His words had seemed to slide past her as she didn't seemed bothered nor showed any emotion of concern or confusion. Instead, she had that same old smirk glued on her lips, her red lipstick shaping the curvy line of it.

"What's the trouble of me doing so?" she purred, "Can't a lady admire a handsome gem such as you in her lifetime? If you're that annoyed of me, then why is it that you can't stop staring at me yourself? Once I look at you, you do the exact same glare towards me."

Benny's nervousness swelled. Her tone of speech was clearly showing that she was outsmarting him with his questions. He struggled to reply, but once again, his mind was being controlled by miniature fear and was less than full. Her eye-catching figure was worsening the feeling. She was definitely a hot dish, he wouldn't deny that. He had to tell her the truth. The real explanation behind all of the attention that he fed to her. The more his eyes went from her fit legs to her round breasts, the more his nerves throbbed. He suddenly felt his palms become moist and the beating of his chest doubled it's volume. Licking his lips, he finally spoke once more.

"W-w-well....I mean...... you do have a pretty nice.....a pretty nice body," he managed to get out, "a-and....you are...kinda beautiful. I mean....who wouldn't want to look at you from top to bottom. You pretty much are a man-killer."

She, like previously, didn't budge, but her eyes becoming a short percent wider and the edges of her lips expanding was symbolic of her feeling flattery from his description of her.

"Why, Thank you," she said in a nearly mute voice, "I find you to be one hell of a lady boner yourself. Your dark colored hair, your olive tan skin, your muscular lean frame, you have quite a number of detail on you, hun."

His cheeks flared up immediately and he quickly peered down at his feet, a mini smile growing on his mouth. "Th-thanks."

Her body appeared in his vision again. He this time studied her shorts, specifically the v shape between her bulky thighs. There was a new feeling inside of his bones and flesh. It was mostly coming from his....genitalia area. It felt....hot for some reason. He was muddled for he had never experienced such so. He decided to ignore it and continued the conversation. But before he could talk, Chamsy beat him to it.

"So,...where do you live?"

Benny was surprised by her curiosity of his home, but he answered.

"Not far from here, actually. I live a few streets away from downtown in this little neighborhood. It gets kinda lonely there though, so not much happens."

Chamsy slowly nodded in understanding.

The burning feeling in Benny's lower body returned. He didn't know how to react to it, so he didn't. Eventually however, it began to change his mentality. Occurring thoughts in his mind were transformed into different ones. One such thought was wanting to invite her over to his house now that she mentioned where he stayed. Maybe he could bring her over to watch TV or hang out for a while since she was out her alone. This sounded like a good decision for him to do.

"Hey uh,....if you're not doing anything right now,...um...maybe do you wanna come to my place and hang out? My mom's always at work, so she won't know that you're there."

Chamsy's signature grin was now a huge smile and she giggled lightly. "I'd be delighted to," she hummed.

Without another word being spoken, they soon walked down the sidewalk into the night.

Because Benny knew the way to their destination, he went ahead of her while she strolled not too far behind. The clicking of her heels as they hit the pavement rang in his ears making them tingle, but it also made the lingering nervousness distend. They walked further and further down the road. They passed the now closed shops and restaurants that were once lively and busy. Street lights lid the alleyway as they progressed on. The scenery very much resembled a ghost town-like vibe. It was almost eerie to say at the very least. Benny didn't once turned around to check if she was still behind him. More than once he feared that she had tricked him and had done wondered off in the other direction leaving him to head home by himself, but the clacking of her heals never did fade away.

As time went on, Benny got more and more tense as they neared his home. He hadn't a clue of what was to happen when they got there. This was a GIRL he was bringing after all.