I Heart My Girlfriend Sweatpants Novels & Stories

Wore my black plain trousers with a white short that happens to be a bit too tight or maybe I just grew more muscles. Today is 14th February, lovers day and I promise myself to try my best to make it a memorable one for Sophia. Sophia has been my girlfriend since high school, she used to be the cheer captain in high school but stopped cheering in college to concentrate on her modeling and also on her history major in the university.

And shout "HEY GIRLS MEET HANNA STEWART, MY GIRLFRIEND, MY EARTH" The girls shout some of them pout and get disappointed and most of them look at my earth with so much envy. "See you next time, girls, I need to take her home." Hanna and I turned around and the girls shouted again. I shook my head. Hanna pinch my side. "Aowwch earth what?" "Do you need to shout that" "The what?" I ask innocently "that girlfriend thing" "I'm just proud boyfriend earth and I don't want them to flirt with me while my love is a few meters away."

“Well, hate to break it to you, but I’m not that easy to impress. Might need to up your game.” “I plan to.” I rolled my eyes playfully. “Just make sure it doesn’t involve another gun, okay?" He shook his head, then glanced back at me, a hint of something softer in his eyes. “Oh, and I got you a bunch of sweatpants. Figured you'd like being comfortable.” My breath got caught in my throat at the unexpected warmth that spread through me, “Thanks,” I said, not really knowing what else to say. It wasn’t just the sweatpants—it was the thought behind it. “I guess I owe you one for that.”

Am that type of girl that dosen't take shit,I don't have any friends you might call me wired because I don't dress like a lady,all this girly and relationship stuff don't interest me,but mom wouldn't hear of it,most times she would start preaching to me,swrs it's make me sick. I came out of the bathroom wrap in my towel,I pulled it off and applied lotion on my body,I wore my panties and left the bra,I don't like wearing them,feels as if am tieing a hook around myself.

Ok" When he said the word girlfriend i felt like tickling. The feeling is unexplainable. I love this Guy.

These are the things he does that make it hard for me not to fall in love with him more and more every day. I take a shower and change into the clothes he gave me. There is a pair of sweatpants and a black t-shirt. I had to pull the rope of the sweatpants really tight, so it won’t slide off my hips. The t-shirt is a bit long but not too bad, and they both smell like the button up shirt, lovely as ever. I really like his scent; I wonder which cologne he uses.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t turn me on more.” She cocks her eyebrow up at me and smirks. “Are you all talk, or will you do something about it?” She slides her hand down my sweats and grips me in her palm. Before sliding up to the tip, feeling the bead of pre-cum that has gathered there. She lets go and pulls my length out. When I go to remove my sweats, she stops me. “Keep them on. Sweatpants on a man is like male lingerie, and I can picture this every time you wear them.”

Elaine shook her head and repeated, “You married another woman? No, that’s impossible. I can’t believe you’d ever get over me.” I was baffled by her reaction. “Why would that be so hard to believe? We broke up years ago.” Elaine did not believe me. Her gaze suddenly stopped on my chest. I followed her line of sight. In the scuffle just now, the chain around my neck had slipped into view.

Beau's POV I had a gentle and beautiful girlfriend. My friends envied me, and my family approved of her. I used to feel proud that she was mine. But all of that shattered in an instant because of the patient sitting in front of me. "Dr. Cantrell, your girlfriend is a murderer. She's going to kill you." "What nonsense are you talking about?" My eyes widened as I rose from the chair. I was deeply offended by what I had just heard. "If you insult my partner again, I'll have security escort you out."

He said. “I have to get my girlfriend,” I growled at him. “Oh man, is that your girl?” He loosened his grip, and I lunged forward. I brushed strands of hair away from her face. “Hey, beautiful,” I whispered to her. She inhaled deeply but didn’t open her eyes. I looked at the doorway, there was a crowd of people who were watching. “Get the fuck out,” I yelled at them. I pulled the sweatshirt I was wearing over my head and gently lifted my girl to slide it on so the garment covered her entire body. I lifted her in my arms and started to walk.