It was the night of my sorority semi formal. I was in my room getting ready, and you text me, asking if I had shoes Meg could borrow. Of course I said yes, and the two of you came over. I took one look at you and had to remind myself to keep breathing. God even in Nike shorts and a tee you were the most beautiful woman on the planet. We went back to my room and Meg tried on shoes while I tried really hard not to stare at you. I showed you my dress I was wearing, and was mentally hitting myself for not putting it on before you came over so you could see me in it. I loved this dress on me. You nodded your approval and after some idle chit chat you and Meg headed off so I could finish getting ready.
As soon as I was finished getting ready, I sent you a pic of myself, as I always do when I'm dressed for special occasions and you don't see me. I wished with all my heart you could come to this one though, but I knew it was impossible. So I was going with my friend Stephen. A good friend, who I'm pretty sure is gay, with no pressure at all. Just somebody I could have a good time with. We went to the hotel and had dinner, and the dance followed in the same room. I'm a pretty good dancer, and even Meg commented on my awesome moves. But my mind was far from what I was doing on that dance floor. The whole time I was texting you how much I wanted to kiss you, hold you, cuddle with you, be with you. I snuck to the bathroom several times to rub my pussy because of our texts. It had been so long since I had kissed you, too long. As luck would have it, your apartment was your own that night. The evil roomies were not in town. Plans were made for me to come over after my formal ended.
I got back to my apartment and didn't even change clothes before jumping in my car and heading to your place. I couldn't wait to see you. I just hoped you were still awake. I didn't want to wake you if you were already sleeping, but I totally would if it meant getting to see you. When I got to your apartment two friends were sitting on the stairs smoking before heading home. I couldn't help but laugh a little about how this looked. Me, arriving at your apartment after midnight, in a semiformal dress, after you had already went to bed. I'm sure they knew what I was there for. But they would be somewhat wrong. I came to see you. If all I got to do was look at you and watch you sleep I would have been happy. These days I saw every opportunity to see you a blessing.
When I got to your room, you were facing the wall and didn't hear me come in. I sat down on your bed and started rubbing your back until you stirred. You looked over at me and told me to go shut the door. Why I didn't do that when I walked in I have no idea. I got back and you asked if I was really there. I proceeded to put my stuff down on your dresser, knocking things over in the process, and kissing you at the same time. I asked if that was real enough and you just smiled and kissed me again. Then I just lay down next to you with your head on my chest, your arms wrapped around me tightly. I was in my heaven. I could lay like that forever.
