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Lady of my dreams part 1 of 5

Lady of my dreams part 1 of 5




My hand was shaking uncontrollably as I reached for the doorbell. Here I was, standing on the front steps of Mandy Hartman’s, the hottest girl in school, about to take her to the senior prom. I still couldn't believe that she had said yes when I asked, but I was sure glad she did.

It had started out as a joke amongst my friends. I had been bragging about how Mandy and I were locker neighbors and one thing led to another and before I knew it a hundred bucks was on the table for me to ask her to the prom. I quickly agreed, thinking at least I could get some casino money, as I hadn't planned on going to prom anyways.

It wasn't that I didn't want to go, but I was horrible at talking to girls and didn't think any of them would have agreed to go with me. I'm not bad looking by any means, I'm just average, 5'10, brown, shaggy hair, and a slight build. I only hang out with a small group of close friends, and no one else really knows who I am. Even though senior year was almost over, classmates whom I'd been going to school with since grade school would ask me if I was new.

The rest of the days classes went by as normal, tons of math homework and a geography quiz, but as the end of the day grew nearer, I was getting increasingly nervous. Could I actually go through with it? I asked myself. What if she burst out laughing? What if she straight up yelled at me in front of everyone for my audacity to ask HER?

There seemed to be more negative outcomes than positive, but the thought of a hundred bucks in my pocket and a night of blackjack and stale cigarette smoke seemed too good to pass up.

The last bell of the day rang and I slowly shuffled my way to my locker. Half of me wished that she was already gone, but the other half really wanted that money. As our lockers came into view, I saw the most perfect ass sticking out behind her locker door. Her tight, black yoga pants did nothing to hide her curvaceous behind.

My jeans seemed to shrink a few sizes as my crotch was becoming uncomfortably tight. Thank god I had a baggy sweatshirt on to cover up my budding erection. I took a few deep breaths and closed the distance.

I started to work the combination into my lock when she stood and looked at me. Time seemed to stand still as her big, green eyes stared straight into mine, framed by shoulder length blonde hair that was always styled straight down the sides of her face. A single bang slightly covered her left eye while the other was tucked neatly behind her right ear. I had to fight to stop myself from reaching out to brush away the strand from her eye.

"Hey Dean!" she said, with a smile that nearly made my heart melt. "Got any fun plans this weekend?"

Uh... uh... yeah, you I managed to squeak out. I gave her a nervous smile before returning my attention to my lock combo. I was awestruck that I had even managed that.

Yeah I think some friends and I were going go clubbing for my birthday. I turned eighteen yesterday you know, she said with a giggle that did not help with my bursting erection.

That that sounds fun happy belated birthday, I said, fumbling with my books. I wasn't sure if I needed them this weekend but I couldn't focus at all. Her locker slammed shut and I knew the time had come, it was now or never.

Say, Mandy, I took a deep breath before continuing. I know this is last minute, but ah... if you didn't have a date for prom yet-

"Yes! Yes!" she screamed, causing the people around us to stare. She threw her arms around me and pulled me in tight for a hug.

I thought I was going to pass out. Her large, soft breasts pushed hard against my chest and I felt my dick get harder than ever. I prayed she didn't notice.

"I never thought you'd ask!"

Ah are you serious? Really, I managed to say, the beginnings of a huge smile on my face.

She leaned back and looked at me with those gorgeous eyes. Yes silly I didn't want to go with just anyone. All the other kids act so fake all the time and you don't. I really like that about you.

I fought hard to keep my jaw from dropping and my tongue from rolling onto the floor.

Suddenly I felt a hand in my pocket, and noticed it was hers. She grabbed my phone and began to punch in some numbers, grinning playfully at me the whole time.

"Here is my number, text me tonight and we can coordinate colors." She handed me my phone back, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Talk to you later," she said with a wink before closing her locker and walking away.

I could only stare at her sexy ass swaying back and forth in her skin tight yoga pants as she left. Before rounding the corner, she turned and blew me a kiss and I nearly passed out again. I would have too had it not been for two of my friends grabbing me from behind.
You have got to be kidding you lucky bastard one said, ruffling my hair.

You mother fucker, said another as he slid the money into my hands, but I hardly even noticed. I just stared at the corner where I had last seen my date.

All of that flashed through my mind as I pushed her doorbell. A loud bong echoed throughout the house, causing me to jump. At that point even a fly on my hand would have gotten that reaction from me.

As the door began to open, I felt my stomach flip multiple times, but finally settled when her mom appeared in the doorway.

You must be Dean, she said with a smile. I was awestruck at her beauty too. Her daughter shared many of the same features and I couldn't believe my luck.

Yes, hi, Miss Hartman, I said, handing her a small bouquet of lilies that my mom had picked from our garden. "These are for you."

"Oh my you shouldn't have! These are beautiful!" she cried, taking a big whiff. Do come in, sweetie, and please call me Terry.

She held open the door for me and I took a step inside. The first thing I noticed was how wonderful the house smelled. Lavender and vanilla wafted into my nostrils, a perfect combination.




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