Chapter 2

I wore a skirt.

A teasingly short one at that.

There he is.

He's just standing with his hands in his jeans.

I think its a sleeveless top with a black and gold jacket.

Is he waiting?

For me?

I drive up beside him.

And just sit there staring at my steering wheel.

He knocks on my window startling me.

I roll down the window as he bends down looking directly at me.

"Show me." He smirks.

Me being the slut I am.

I look down to my almost exposed thighs.

I felt myself getting wet as his face inched closer to mine while he was he admiring my exposed legs.

He pulls away with a hum of satisfaction.

I've got a puzzled reaction on my face.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to say something he turns away and walks his way.

What?

I followed his instructions and he does this?

Not even a thank you?

Who am I even kidding?

What will he say thank you for Im sure this is just a one time thing.

I drive away once again slipping my hands into my panties masturbating my anxiety and worries away.

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This time I try to avoid going to Gage since what had happened...

What was I thinking doing what he said?

I drive past Gage taking a side glance at him as I park into the parking lot of the college.

Its one of those days again where I see Gage for the last class of the day.

I sit on my normal seat in front of him.

I play with the pen cap throughout the whole session thinking about what would happened if I played along with him.

Should I play along with him?

The whole session went by drowning in such thoughts.

I still sit there dazed as all the students walk past me talking.

Just then gage stuck another folded sticky note on my book making my attention divert to him.

He locks eyes with me for a moment before flashing a devilish smile and leaving.

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Plopping down on my bed I sat cross legged fidgeting with the note.

"What could it be?

Something more than just a skirt?

Something... something...sexua- nono!" I say moving around the bed.

I finally build up the courage to open the note.

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I smirk at the thought.

Suddenly having a heat wave come my way I lay down opening the button of my jeans and slipping my hands in my underwear.

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All of the sudden?

Well maybe I'll just show him what he wants to see.

I drive up beside him as he's standing there with his hands in his pocket foolishly smiling.

I roll down my window as he comes forward to rest his arms on the door.

"Now." He says.

I lift up the hem of my skirt hitching it up to my waist exposing my wet soft pussy to him.

I feel my face become hot and red in humiliation.

What am I doing for someone who i just know the name of!

He hands me another folded sticky note smirking.

"Have a good day." He licks his lips and walks away with his hands in his pocket.

I drive off with my pussy still completely exposed.

This time I don't even make it till home, At every red light I played myself not giving one shit about others misunderstanding nor looking in.

Arriving home to unfold the small but sweet note.

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I can do that.

I mean you've seen my pussy right?

At every stop light I moved slower than we're supposed to making sure I was wet enough for him to watch.

Again.

He's there waiting kicking around little rocks as my anxiety starts to build up higher as I slowly drive up beside him.

For a moment I considered driving off without stopping and just quitting this game we're playing here.

I pull up beside him and roll down my window.

"Move over to the passenger seat." He demands as a freeze for a moment.

"Go on.

Move." He says, "Or would you prefer my lap?" He winks as I hurriedly move over to the passenger seat.

He gets in my car and revives the engine.

"Now." He says slowly driving the car.

I recline my chair and slip off my panties from under my skirt as Gage's gaze slowly moves around from mine to the road.

I spread my legs and bring them up on the chair.

I cold air of the a/c makes me have shivers.

I insert two fingers into me as he lets out a deep sigh.

Moving them inside me I start to let out low moans.

I start to move faster reaching my climax pretty quickly considering how wet I was already to be doing this for Gage.

He moves slower at every stop light to take a moment to observe my movements and smirk.

I look over at him still moving my fingers in and out of me, i notice his boner sticking through his jeans making me fall off the edge.

I cum all over my fingers as the car comes to a stop.

I masturbated the whole time...From the residencies to college.

Beside Gage.

Gage looks over to me and smirks as I stared shocked at my dripping wet fingers.

He grabs my hand bringing my fingers to his mouth licking my liquid off as I gulp watching his sexual actions.

He gets out of the car, "Sweet.".

I sit there phased about what had just happened.

A few minutes later after I bring myself together I check the time.

Fuck!

I'm late.

I hurriedly lock my car and run to my first class.

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Its beeb almost 3 days since that incident.

My anxiety filled self NEVER took that road again.

What have I gotten myself into...

Its now my last class with Gage.

What am I going to do for the 1 hour around someone I masturbated in front of?

I sat down on my usual seat in front of Gage.

I feel a figure comes beside me.

I look over to see Gage resting his head on the palm of his hand.

"Heyy Dirty~" He taunts me as I start to panic looking around me.

What?

Dirty?

Is he saying I'm a sexual person?

"What?" I ask him in a low tone.

"Why?

You did what I asked you to do.

Twice." He says stressing on the 'twice'

I blush red as he looks back to cherry head whose once again left alone.

He should be used to it at thus point.

The whole class goes by.

The sexual tension between me and Gage increased every minute.

His hand would lightly graze my thighs or he would get extremely close to me to the point i could feel his breath on my neck.

Once the class ended i was completely prepared to bolt out from here.

I quickly gathered up my books and pens and stood up to make a run.

Just then Gage grabs my wrist making me drop all my stuff on the table.

"My bo-" He pulls me somewhere with him.

I look around noticing its one of the classroom which was under construction.

I think it needed-

"How did it feel?" Gage asks me cornering me into a wall with his hands on both side of me.

I start to get a little sweaty with the sexual tension created by him.

He's just so close to me I could just kiss him!

"W-What?"

"Playing with yourself in front of me?" He trails his finger on my thigh as I struggled in getting words out of my mouth, "tell me."

"It felt...ecstatic." I breathe out.

"Really dirty girl~?" He cups my pussy making me gasp, "Here, call me. 7pm." He says handing me another sticky note which I assume is his number.

He leaves with his backpack.

7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm 7pm.

I pace around my room.

"7pm?

Why the evening why not 4pm when the suns out?"

"Is he going to try something?"

"Is it a date?"

Finally its 7pm.

I dial in the number thinking I might do something great.

I let the call ring for a few seconds.

I bit my lips tasting blood.

Suddenly I hear a deep, "Hello?"

"H-Hi...Mia." I reply.

"Hi dirty girl~!" He says cheerfully, "Not even a second late.

You want me that bad?"

I nod knowing he can't see me.

"What are you wearing?" He asks.

"A bath robe."

"Come on tell me more details baby." He demands.

"A sky blue bath robe with black laced panties and..." I stop talking.

"And..?"

"No b-bra." I hesitated.

"Perfect.

Wear what you're wearing and meet me at..You know Cloud Cellar?"

Of course I fucking know Cloud Cellar who doesn't?

The club that like 10 minutes away from my house where you just drink until you die literally.

"Yes."

"Meet me there. 30 minutes."

30 minutes?

In a bathrobe?

I'm sure there will be drunk horny people on the street.

"A-"

"And no bra." He hangs up.