I had passed the recording on Poppy's phone, and she assured us that everything would go smoothly and we wouldn't get caught. I was keeping my fingers crossed that this whole thing wouldn't blow up or else I would be blowing up my plan on getting back at Melissa.
After we conspired with Poppy against Melissa, we went back to the caféteria and continued eating our lunch meals. Emma, who seemed satisfied with what had occurred a while ago, was gri
Before this day could even come, Melissa’s parents were called in the office to discuss their daughter’s misbehavior. I overheard that she was suspended, and I knew that would happen because she was just a conniving bitch. I was glad that the school took action in this type of cause because if not, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Emma, Poppy, and I had talked about this and I was glad for their cooperation. Poppy did her job well; the principal didn’t catch her in the office and didn’t have any suspicion of what happened. Everything was going well in my relish, I wondered what would come next.
I cupped his face, running my hand to his hair as I grasped them. Our lips were still connected and our body was pressed against each other. I could almost feel the thumping of his chest against mine, as my brassiere was full-on display. His large hands were rubbing my back from my neck down to the dimples at the bottom of my spine. My pleated, black skirt was already riding up my thighs as I wrapped my legs around his lower torso. The tension in this area was arising and the steaminess was inevitable. I could feel the sweat starting to form on my forehead and behind my neck, as it slowly dripped to my bare body. Our uncontrollable pants and stifled moans dominated the entire place, as I couldn’t help myself but relish this moment.
My heart sank when I saw the result, and I blinked a few times to see if what I was seeing was real. Turned out it was, as my mind went on a spiral. My confidence completely deflated, and my mood suddenly switched. The optimism I had before I went to school had diminished, replaced by disappointment that was too hard to accept. I didn’t know what I was going to do, as the heat started to rise through my body because of anger.This can’t be happening.Shaking my head, I skimmed through the paper even more and saw the tally of the votes. I was even more aggravated when I saw the result.
The planning I had for the party was abrupt, and it was a bit nerve-racking to be throwing a party with a lack of planning. The reason why I dared to throw a party at our house was that my parents announced
Mason was so fine in his black button-up shirt that was unbuttoned in the upper part, and his sleeves were folded to his elbows that showed off his masculine forearms and other features. His black pants sui
I scoffed at Caley in disbelief and Emma
I ran for him, wrapping my arms on his neck as our lips met. He pulled my waist closer to him and I halted. We engaged to a passionate kiss while people around us danced, and every time someone would slightly bump on us, we were getting pressed closer and closer to each other. My hands were raking his hair, pulling him closer to me to deepen the kiss. When he grasped my buttocks, the moan that escaped my mouth was dominated by the loud music. The ecstasy was rushing through my body, electrifying, and sending shiver. His plump lips tasted amazing, and he was a good kisser. He seemed like he knew what he was doing, and he always liked to be passionate while we did it, contrary to my hungriness.
Mason and I had decided to take a shower together to prepare for our next date. I called Emma a while ago to ask a favor if she could buy Mason some clothes and I would just transfer some money to her through my bank account. I was fortunate enough that she agreed and the clothes had already arrived. She took an Uber, and I felt bad for disturbing her. I knew I shouldn’t be having the audacity to ask her a favor for a guy, but I was left with no choice, and Mason was already feeling embarrassed about himself.