Out of college, one thing I did not ever have fun doing was working a fulltime job. While I have enjoyed my career as a writer, the stresses of it being a job are sometimes too much for me to deal with as I write with the spark of emotion and not by demand like I sometimes have to. Graduating college, I went completely against my degree field and became a blogger for an online newspaper company where I would write in weekly blogs concerning social affairs and consumer reports on products. I never had much fun working it but I wrote my best of blogs into the newspapers when it was a topic that sparked my interest or carried a level of salience in my personal life. I worked in a big city and while I hated how that everything was always high energy, upbeat, and crowded, it did allow me to meet a lot of people.
I ended up getting my first girlfriend out of college that I met at a coffee shop. She was 21 and studying in university and I was 24 myself working full time. We would see each other almost every day when I purchased my routine donut and single shot espresso. We both expressed mutual attraction to one another and we grew close fast. When we fucked like pornstars on our first date, I knew I was in for a riot of a time with her. Her name was Victoria and she had the full package; looks, personality, and character.
Only 4 months in, she would bunk with me in my apartment but she would sometimes stay at her dorm on occasion when school studies had priority. We were having a great time but there's one memory I will always share and cherish in our relationship we have.
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It's a Friday evening on a regular week. It's my birthday and Victoria and I are 9 months into the relationship. At work, she texted me that she had a surprise for me later tonight but it definitely wasn't what I expected. I park my Charger in the apartment parking garage to see her small sedan parked a few spots away from mine. I know that she must be home so I become excited since I haven't seen her in over a week because of college finals as I power up the stairs. I reach my floor to my apartment. I fumble for my key but before I can, the door handle clicks and opens. I'm greeted to the sight of Victoria dressed in skimpy, black lingerie I've never seen before.
"Come in." She pushes her blonde hair back, gives me that evil smile, and waves her finger toward her.
I do and she shuts and locks the door behind me. I give her a lustful kiss with my tongue entering the edge of her mouth.
"Happy birthday." She murmurs.
I grin ear to ear.
She then steps away from me and presents her body. "How do I look?"
I inspect her up to down. She wears meshy leggings being held up by straps to a black, skinny thong only barely covering her labia but her pussy lips push through them and her ass is bare except for the tiny string running between her plump cheeks. Her entire belly and navel are exposed and a lacey, dark bra shows the fat on her breasts through the mesh and only covering her areolas and nipples. Her flesh and body composition looks fantastic in the dimly lit apartment and in the black undergarments.
"Damn, you're sexy." I comment.
She smiles and nibbles her lips.
"I expect you to look like this every time I come home." I add.
She laughs. "Maybe so."
She then walks over to the kitchen flaunting her plump ass. I then notice the chocolate cake on the counter.
"You bought me a cake?" I question.
"And I got a pizza in the oven." She stands next to the hot oven.
"You made it?" I ask.
"I used to work in Domino's back in high school. I know how to make a pizza." She claims.
"I'm sure." I then grab her shoulder and then kiss her lustfully once again.
"Well, the pizza shouldn't be ready for a while. You want to head back to your room?" She walks over to the edge of the hallway in a sexy pose.
"Nope. I'm gonna make you wait for it." I explain to her.
"Come on." She begs.
"Uh uh. You're gonna earn this." I wrap a hand around my junk.
"Come on. I'm horny." She pouts.
"I can always tease you though." I pull my jeans down and show just the edge of my shaft.
"Please, give it to me." She walks over to me.
I laugh. "Not now. Soon."
She sighs and sits down at the table next to the kitchen. I follow suit and find she has lit a few candles in the middle to illuminate it with only the kitchen lights as another source of illumination. I notice how beautiful she looks in the candle light.
"I've got some surprises for you." She claims.
"What kind of surprises?" I ask.
She then grabs something to the side of her chair and slides it over to me. A present.
"What's in here?" I begin unwrapping it.
