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Aisha Bell

When Elf went off, I yawned. We had watched two movies and I was getting sleepy.

“Don’t tell me you’re tired,” Char glanced at me.

“I’m chillin’. I feel good and warm. You got it extra comfortable in here.”

“Well, you need to wake the fuck up, girl!”

“I know,” I sat up straight from laying against the couch pillows. “So,” I began.

“Oh, lawd. What?” Chardonnay twisted her body to face me; her foot underneath her leg.

“Cordaé is fine.”

“Gross,” she frowned like it was the worse thing she’d ever heard. “You almost made me throw up this alcohol I’ve been drinking.” She acted like she was about to vomit. “That’s my brother and he ain’t your type. He’s a nerd. You probably like them gangstas, thugs, hood dudes with big dick energy. The ones that sell drugs, carry guns and shoot people. You’re way outta his league.”

“I appreciate the compliment but no I’m not.” I moved my bangs from my eyes.

“Cordaé is shy. He’s not like the guys you normally like.”

“And what kind of guys do I like?” I asked. She didn’t know what kind of men I liked but since she was telling me about myself, I waited for her to tell me that part.

“Not him. He dresses like a schoolboy.”

“He is a schoolboy and we’re schoolgirls,” I snapped with a smile on my face.

“He doesn’t have any piercings or tattoos and he’s a virgin. He has no experience with the female anatomy.”

My ears perked like a dog hearing that information. I could tell Cordaé was nice and sweet but with his cute looks, I never would’ve known he had never had any pussy.

“I’d turn his shy ass out. Have him sprung.”

“Exactly my point,” she laughed standing up.

“Give me his number and I guess we’ll find out.”

Char cackled so loud, I assumed she figured I was joking.

“I had to pee earlier but now I really have to,” she held her lower stomach before exiting out the living room; her phone was on the couch.

When I heard a door close, I grabbed her phone and tapped her code, that I’d seen her punch in, earlier. I opened her call log seeing Twin at the top. He must’ve been the last person she talked to. Typing in his number, I saved it under Bae and placed Char’s phone back down.

“Guess I’ma ‘bout to head out.” I told her when she came back into the room.

“You can’t hang with the big dogs,” she stuck her tongue out laughing.

I could, but I had other plans.

“Nah. Not tonight.”

“You got a hot date?”

I hope so, I thought.

“I wish,” I stood up gathering my things.

“Okay, girl,” she gave me a friendly hug. “Maybe we can do something else in a few days.”

“That’ll work,” I stuffed my arms back into my jacket and slipped my purse over my head.

“You need me to walk you out?”

“No ma’am. I’m a big girl and it’s cold outside. You’re good. Thanks though.”

Swiftly making it to my car, I got in and turned the heater on high. Holding my phone in my hand, I sent Cordaé a text.

Hey.

Hi. Who’s this?

Omg. It’s Aisha.

Oh. Hey. Did my sister give you my number?

She did not. I stole it.

Lol

Lol

You’re going to be on Santa’s naughty list.

I wanna be on your naughty list. Can you add me?

He sent the wow face emoji.

You got me blushing. Good thing you can’t see my face.

But I want too.

I was smiling so hard sitting in front of Char’s house.

You’re bad.

And you so fine we should do a 69.

There was no reply after I sent that text but I kept seeing the text bubbles pop up and then disappear. I assumed Cordaé was trying to figure out what to say after reading my message. I probably had him shook and scared.

Did I scare you? Send me a pic.

I drove away from sitting in front of Chardonnay’s home.

When he didn’t reply, I continued to my place. I was gonna send him another message before I went to bed and I promised myself that if he didn’t respond to that, I’d just leave his little virgin self alone.

When I got to my house, I parked my car in the garage and walked up the cement steps. I was lucky enough to live on the first floor and toward the front of the building where I didn’t have to share my bedroom wall with the neighbors.

Slipping off my boots once again, I padded to my bedroom. Flicking on the lights, I stripped out of my clothes, throwing them in the hamper. Entering into my bathroom, I turned the shower water on. Grabbing my phone, I checked to see if Cordaé had replied to my message. He did. He’d sent me a regular photo of him; chest up. Underneath he’d stated that he’d taken it on Thanksgiving.

I grinned, shaking my head. That was not the kind of picture I had in mind. But I was grateful he’d sent something.

Jumping in the shower, I washed and got out. Knowing that my body was toned and tight, I snapped a full body nude pic of my front and ass and two individual ones; my breasts and pussy.

These are for you.

I sent all four, made sure they were delivered and read and tossed my phone on the bed.

Changing into my night clothes, I turned on the TV, prepared to watch some new holiday movies. I laid in bed, thinking, Cordaé is gonna be mine for Christmas .