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Chapter 9
by JennCarcione
Do you text Michael for the date?
Agree to go on a date with Michael
I wake up the next morning at 6:00 am and review all the money I earned yesterday. I head to the gym followed by my daily run. The entire time my mind is consumed by two thoughts. Firstly, I can't believe I made over $600 in 4 hours, giving only 9 dances. Secondly, I have running thoughts about the possible date with Michael, supported by $200 from Alfred. I'm obviously not going to spend the night, so the $1,000 is out of the question.
I have a smoothies undress and enter the shower. As the soap and water falls down my skin, I plan for the day. I leave the shower, dry off and look at my phone. It's Saturday, so no work at the club or school. It's 11:00 am and I need to make a decision. Michael is beyond shy and innocent. What harm in a few hours with a genuine "good guy". Also, the money is super good.
I decide to text Alfred and let him know I'll do the date. Alfred immediately replies, "Good. I'll Venmo you 100 now and the rest after." A moment later I hear a "ding". I look at my phone as see $100 in my account. I guess I'm going through with this.
I text Michael, "Hey It's Jenny from dance club yesterday. Your grandpa gave me your number. I think you are nice."
A minute later, I receive a response, "Bullshit this is Jenny. Cap 100. Tim is this you fucking with me. Who is this?"
I respond, "It's Jenny. I dances with you and your grandpa yesterday. We looked in each others eyes."
A few minutes later he responds, "Prove it. Smile, and give me 2 thumbs up in a selfie"
I do as he asks. I take the selfie as instructed. I make sure the camera is high up and far away. I double check my pic to ensure that I didn't expose anything below my neck (I'm completely naked) and send it. Silence for 3 minutes. I follow up, "if you want to take me on real date tonight I say yes."
Tim responds quickly responds, ":O :) ;). Yes, I'll pick you up at 6:00 and take you to dinner. Where should I pick you up."
I reply, "In front of the spa on Lakewood road and Main street. I see you later yes? :)"
I look through my draw and decide to wear a red thong and matching red bra. I put on red nail polish and fix up my face. I know he's super into Asians, so I chose a short black and red dragon cheongsam dress with a slit on both sides. It is the year of the dragon so I have to represent :).
At 5:30, I take an uber to Lakewood and Main street.
When minutes after the uber drops me off, a '24 Escalade parks in front of me. The chauffeur exits the drivers side door and opens the back door. Exiting the back is new and improved Michael. He's dressed to the 9's in a black suite and fancy shoes. His has is well done and pimples magically gone. He actually looks hot. As he approaches his smile grows. He eyes me up and down and says, "you look beautiful, my dear." He takes my by the hand and escorts me to the car. After 4 attempts to climb into this enormous vehicle, Michael offers to help. He places his hand on my butt and boosts me up into the car. I feel his large hand get a juice squeeze on my bottom followed by a few seconds of silence. I'm pretty sure I caught him staring up my dress but I can't be sure. He closes the door. 3 seconds later he enters from the other side, sits next to me and tells the driver to go.
The driver immediately begins to drive to a predetermined destination. Michael licks his lips as he looks me up and down, paying extra attention to my legs and breasts, which I puffed out a little more then usual. After 30 seconds silence, Michael looks me straight in the eyes and says, "We're going to the fanciest sushi restaurant in town. There is no one I'd rather be with then you." I smile. He places his hand on my leg and continues, "Before yesterday, I never thought I could date a hottie like you. If fact, when I would look at porn, I would never look at the hot ones like you because I didn't think I would ever touch someone that hot. I would feel guilty and look at ugly girls instead. But after meeting you yesterday, you saying you wanted to date me, and you sending me the nude pic today I feel confident stroking myself to someone as hot as you."
I am shocked for so many reasons. Firstly, why is this nerds hand on my leg while he tells me about stroking himself. Secondly, is he taking me do an Asian restaurant because I'm Asian American? Thirdly, I never sent him, or any guy for that manner a nude picture. I hide my nervousness. I fake a smile and say, "what nude pic?"
Michael laughs, squeezes my leg and says, "the pic to prove you were you sweetie, forgot already?"
I check my phone and notice that there is a mirror behind me in the selfie I sent earlier. If you zoom in, you can get a clear shot of my entire naked butt. Due to **** embarrassment I decide not to respond.
We arrive at the restaurant and Michael is behaving like complete gentleman. Michael opened both my car door as well as the restaurant door, pulled out my chair and was polite to the staff.. The hostess directs us to a small 2 person table in the corner of the restaurant.
As the waitress hands us the menu, Michael says, "large hot sake for 2 and two glasses of water please". I rarely drink, but I like sake as well as his confidence, so I don't contest. A moment later the waitress places a large carafe filled with hot sake. After we place our orders, Michael pours us each a full shot and says, "cheers". We finish out shots and he immediately pours us each another and says, "we're gonna play a game called truth or drink. It's simple. We switch turns asking questions. Either you say the truth or you take a shot." This was more of a statement then a question, so I nod my head yes. Michael continues, "Good. First question. Do you like it when guys get turned on because you look like your much younger then 18?"
I decided I was not going to divulge how insecure I am about looking super young. I also am not going to share with him this much about my sexuality on a first date. I look Michael in the eyes, chuckle, and take the shot. This sake is definitely stronger then I'm used too, but I don't want to look like a little girl, so I play it cool and smile and take the shot. Michael smiles in return and refills my shot glass.
"Me turn" I decide to turn up the Asian pronunciations. "hmm, what I want know bout you... what you do for work?"
Michael replies, "I'm graduating college this year, then working for my grandfather. He owns a real estate and finance company. Okay, I get to go again." Michael looks down at my exposed cleavage and asks, "did you like it when I was staring at your naked breasts yesterday?"
I'm thinking, what kind of question is that? How do I answer? Instead of responding poorly, I decide to giggle, look away and take the shot. Michaels grin widens as I gag on the shot. “My turn, what do you look for in a women.”
Michael responds, “a young hot Asian. Okay, my question to you is, does it bother you that when I received your picture today and saw your naked butt I took my cock out and began stroking it?"
I am shocked by such a direct and crude statement. Did he really just say that? I am feeling wheezy and really don’t want to take another shot, but this is not a question I can answer. I take the shot and chug it. A little spills down my lip and on to my left breast. Michael is quick to grab a napkin and dap it up, smiling as he brushes the silk napkin against my breasts.
Our meal finally arrives and I am lit. I dank more Sake then ever before and was focusing all my efforts to keep my composure. Michael somehow convinced me to do yet another shot. I'm trying to focus and be polite, but I am wasted.
Michael pays out bill and directs us back to his SUV, hand around my waist grabbing my ass the entire time. I struggle to get into the back seat of his tall car and he once again helps me. This time when he lists me by my butt its with his hand under my skirt, and he is definitely staring at my panties / crotch. He gets in the car, places his hand on my upper thigh right where my dress ends. He begins sliding his hand up my leg under my fabric and tells his driver, "Take us to the estate."
Do you go home with Michael?
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My Freshman Year in College
A few months into my first year in college, money became much tighter then I expected.
Updated on Oct 5, 2024
by JennCarcione
Created on Jan 8, 2024
by JennCarcione
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