Chapter 3 - Gaze of The Good Person

"Really picked me up?" I was a little surprised to see that the man from yesterday actually kept his promise to meet again.

Yes, he was quite handsome in my view. Similar to Dimas Anggara, an Indonesian actor with an antagonistic look that actually makes him even sexier when talking.

The tattoos peeking out from the skin under his folded shirt sleeves provoked curiosity. I wondered what kind of intact images adorned the beauty of his muscular form that looked firmly wrapped in the sky blue fabric.

"Why not? I'll do this for a girl like you?" He's good at compliments and I don't blush at all. There are too many men who make similar compliments, most of them just want the physical.

However, I only realized one thing after being in his big car, he was looking at my uniform. To be precise, I forgot to button my top button because I was so happy to see a man as handsome as him outside the sharehouse fence.

Funnily enough, I even pretended not to know just to enjoy the thrill of her changing expressions. Especially when he drove the car while occasionally glancing over.

Suffice it to say, getting the gaze of a potential predator like that, I got goosebumps. The top of my chest tightened ridiculously. Throughout the trip, I had to close my legs together, holding back the thrill that felt like it was touching my innermost being from imagining a dirty scene with this man I didn't recognize.

Perhaps, his burly hands could stop by to tickle my inner thighs with great care. Playing with the most sensitive part at the opening gate while playing with the twins using his sensual lips.

Uh, crazy. I can't help it. My lower lip turns out to be painfully bitten when the highest wave comes uninvited. Just imagining it, my insides already feel wet. Probably a flood.

What should I do if it broke through the seat I was sitting on?

"Rei?" The snap of fingers in front of my face was an instant shock.

It was me who was fixated on this grown man behind the steering wheel. I was the one who glanced at the middle of his dark pants and imagined a seductive pop.

"Wh-what?" I stammered, worried about being caught. I repositioned the strap of the sling bag on my shoulder and checked the time display on the cell phone screen inside.

"Here we are, Rei," the man presses with a crisp smile and points to the glass window beside me.

His casual glance had my curiosity showing as well. "What are you looking at, Uncle?" I wagged the collar of my sultry uniform, provoking him to do more than just look from a distance and gulp saliva.

He came closer, took the collar of my uniform and slid his fingers down. "Don't you feel uncomfortable being given a look like this?" The softness in his husky voice was seductive, if it was also whispering, caressing the skin ....

Wake up, Rena! He's just buttoning up your uniform, and he's even doing it up to the button at the end of the collar.

I cursed to myself inwardly because it turned out that this man who picked me up was showing a very polite manner. Teasing him further would certainly be very challenging.

"You are very kind, really. Still thinking about closing like this." I'm not sincere in my teasing. Borrowing a mirror from behind the sun visor on the windshield's upper divider, I observed my appearance after unbuttoning the uniform collar.

"Don't be so easy to judge someone good, especially on the first introduction." Again, the smile he threw at me shattered my confidence. Hee sounded humble.

"This is the second time, Uncle." I corrected quickly. He didn't count our first meeting? Oh, how heartless.

"I'm not a good person, Dear."

I didn't expect him to be a good guy. I hope he's provoked to notice me, that is enough to realize my fantasy that all men are the same, only looking at women's curves like hungry wild animals.

"You haven't mentioned your name until now." I gathered all my hair forward over my left shoulder, clearly revealing my slender neck when viewed from where he was sitting.

Temptress?

Of course I don't need him to actually touch me. Just seeing him interested like before brings up a flurry of satisfaction that feels surprisingly flying.

"What's for?" He asked, then seemed to look out the windshield as if waiting. His fingers kept tapping the rim of the steering wheel, forming random tones that I didn't recognize.

"Well, it's just uncomfortable to keep calling you 'uncle'. I don't know your's background, when you have a wife and children. Won't I be called a sugar baby, an old man's mistress?" I think I need an excuse to talk longer or see him again.

As if considering, his forehead furrowed deeply, then turned back to me saying, "I'm that old, huh?"

"Not really." Not at all. To me, he was a mature, adult man who... seemed delicious.

Your brain, Ren!

I cursed myself again, trying to get rid of the increasingly dirty thoughts. Maybe it was from all the naked action?

Before I get into the action on video, I often look for reference moves that viewers like by following the many pages they suggest.

The crazy thing was, I wanted to try even more despite having restrained myself so far.

Ah, this man seems to carry strong pheromones.

"I'll go in first, Uncle." I immediately opened the door on the side and came out of the dangerous enclosure. Being with him more and more is driving me crazy.

"Need to be picked you up?" He volunteered?

Of course, I would be very happy to see him again. "If you're not busy, Uncle."

***

That man, whose name I didn't know except for his big mpv car. He was apparently still waiting outside the school fence even though the students were going home.

I wanted to be amazed, thinking that he might have feelings for me to stick around. However, on the other hand, I also thought that he might be an unemployed person who was looking for entertainment.

"Are you not working or something like that?" I opened the door beside the passenger seat and found a face adorned with thin sideburns that added to his charm.

"How do you know you're being waited on?" The man in the driver's seat started driving.

"From earlier, Uncle." Actually, it was more like I was confirming from the cafeteria boundary behind the fence that this car was really brought by him and that he was coming to pick me up.

"Eat first or go straight home?" His tattooed arm, which looked even more muscular as he turned the steering wheel, momentarily distracted my focus.

"Rei?" he called out, probably because I hadn't answered yet.

I quickly shook my head and looked at the road we were on, the road to the sharehouse I'd been living in since entering high school.

Thinking back, if I had stayed with my parents in the village, I probably would have ended up as a village girl who continued to work hard without getting an education. My sick mother and father who kept spending money on gambling forced me to make the decision to change my fate.

"Just go back to the sharehouse," I decided.

Yes, so far I could still support myself without having to do manual labor or immoral transactions..., other than the live broadcast business.

The road ahead got smaller, and the car I was riding in stopped at the turnoff to the sharehouse. Our surroundings were still filled with bamboo groves interspersed with giant houses with high fences. It was quiet.

"Do you want to stop by, Uncle?" Maybe we could talk more on the balcony, but it's impossible to bring a man into a neighborhood that enforces boundaries like mine.

"Eng..., Rei?" He seemed transfixed by me this time. Maybe because the stream of water I drank from the built—in bottle soaked the front of my body until my uniform was exposed?

I was very, very aware that I had exposed a seductive part that usually got hot comments and attracted big bucks in every online video show.

With no camisole or T-shirt underneath the uniform, my black bra-clad cleavage was a stark contrast to the wet uniform.

"You seem to like provoking crime?" quipped the one whose name I didn't know yet without releasing my gaze to the part I wanted. His ower lip was wet with the tip of his tongue.

First impression, he is sexy. Second impression, I want his and even enjoy the touch of his big fingers as they caress my jaw.

I closed my eyes, imagining his getting closer as the scent of her expensive perfume greeted me. No problem, "As long as Uncle is ...."

A brief sting pierced my nape and relaxed all my limbs. My voice was stuck in my throat and even just opening my eyes was hard.

What the hell was going on?

I heard only one sentence before silence fell. He said, "What a hassle."