"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.""Did you choose to settle here?" This was Maureen's question. I've gotten to know her better since moving to this country. Maybe a few blocks apart, but close enough to do our weekly shopping together."Ben said he had some business, so I guess his offer for me to stay here until graduation wasn't a bad choice," I explained as I pushed our shopping trolley into the trunk of the car, while Maureen looked tired from pushing the babies' stroller."Yeah..., I think your choice isn't bad. I can have someone to talk to too while you guys aren't back yet." Her intonation was clearly hopeful.For me who barely had any friends, moving around more than expressing what I felt, being friends with Maureen was a luxury. She was quite chatty, and I barely had anything to talk about other than responding to her."The twins really enjoy sleeping ...." I glance at the presence of Maureen's babies. Boys.I thought Maureen had a special relationship with Ben, but she ended up marrying Angga. I guess I wa
"Are we really moving there together?" Rena questioned after seeing the e-ticket I had on my phone screen. Well, that was a bit of a surprise. "It depends on how long you want to stay there." Since the visa Rena applied for was also for non-immigrants, it was valid only during the student exchange. If she wanted to extend it as a tourist or even stay, I wouldn't mind. In fact, for the time being, it might be better for Rena to take a vacation or find something that isn't tiring. The previous incident that took away our future child sometimes made Rena shed tears. "How are you doing?" Rena asked again. She continued to fix the toga I was wearing. Even though there was no departmental photo session and it was okay to take off all the graduation gear attached to my body. The weather lately has been in favor of taking off my clothes. "Which job is it?" I moved closer to Rena's side, looking at the photos of the camera she had just taken from the tripod, used earlier to capture moments
"Any hurt?" I asked after finding Rena pinched between the passenger bench and the protective airbag. At least I could still breathe a sigh of relief knowing Rena could still walk out after the collision just now.I saw Satya still on the driver's seat, pressed against the door next to him that was wrenched in. He was unconscious.Maybe someone could say that I was really reckless in crashing the motorcycle into the car carrying Rena, and the four-wheeled vehicle swerved to avoid me. It was partially destroyed by the road divider.Me? Well, I'm fine with a little friction on the skin of my arm from being dragged on the asphalt when I let go of the motorcycle I was riding earlier. After all, the injuries I got before were much more. All of this... is nothing."Ben? How could you...," Rena was holding my waist, more like she was pulling my arm to rest on her shoulder, "you still have to need rest?""Think of yourself, Rena!" I refused, feeling that she was much more in need of help."Me?
A few months in a second-floor room in a Somerville neighborhood, about an hour away from campus by public transportation, was not so foreign to me. It was like sharing a house with strangers without interfering in each other's private affairs.Shared common spaces, with private rooms. Don't forget the private bathroom for me. It's a bit more expensive than the rent for other residents' rooms, but it's better than having to wait in line at a crucial time.This morning I was surprised by the arrival of a thousand white roses, the delivery courier said. It's a good thing they weren't real roses, or I would have acted like I had a cold all day.Who knows about my allergy other than close friends? Uncle Darren has 'almost killed me' many times for giving me real flowers.By the way about Uncle Darren, I offered him to redo our relationship completely from scratch. As a good cousin, not based on desire that I know is hard to resist.Who could resist a Maureen?Okay, call me narcissistic. A
"We need to talk, Uncle." Maureen almost pushed the blanket off her legs when Darren nodded. In his opinion, they needed to settle their dangling relationship outside of the decisions of the people around them. They had the freedom to decide their future regardless of the stigma attached to Maureen snatching Darren. "Yeah, we have to," Darren smiled instantly even though the airline's departure announcement seemed to delay them, "but later. See ya." The man signaled his departure by pointing outside. Of course Maureen clearly knew she had to wait for Darren to meet her. However, the flight--which she had read on the internet--lasting for over eight hours until arriving at the transit airport further strengthened her curiosity. "Shit!" There wasn't the slightest hint of enjoyment in any of the amenities that could divert his curiosity. The airline's signature main course reminded her of eating with Angga even though it was served in small portions. The expensive wine offered by th
"Yes, Grandpa gave me a first class ticket. It's really cool, isn't it?" After going through the check-in section, Maureen dragged her suitcase through the corridor directed by the attendant to be placed on the flight baggage entry rail while continuing her phone call to a friend on the other side. "Not really. I've only ever been on private jets."It wasn't just a different island, but also a different continent. Serena's friend had already left for another country."I and Angga just let it flow. We don't have to get married quickly." Maureen's steps quickened as she looked at the white gold band-like watch around her left wrist. Her departure time was just around the corner. She needed time to relax her waist for a moment."Are you sure he can stay with you so far away?" Serena's question had been a long consideration for Maureen to maintain a relationship with Angga until it needed to be discussed.Angga's time-consuming profession sometimes made Maureen doubt if the man was only o