Let Michelle answer

“My problem is hot chicks like you hang out with assholes like him!”

His voice is filled with anger, and a bit of spit comes out as he says it.

“You know why I’d never date someone like you? I’ll tell you: It’s because you’re a sorry loser who thinks women should just roll over to him ‘cause he’s a self proclaimed ‘good guy’, while you actually don’t even care about them and just want to see them naked!”

Michelle’s eyes are watery, the rest of her face is still red with anger.

“Also, he’s not an asshole. He’s funny, charming and actually treats me with some respect. You, on the other hand, have only talked about penises and blowjobs so far!”

She adds a final chime, her usually sweet voice is filled with power, yet it sounds almost like a whisper. You’ve never heard her this pissed before.

“I’ll have you know his junk is probably quite larger than yours. And he sure knows how to use it.”

Francis stares in shock for a moment. His face has dropped, he can’t even shut his mouth close. It’s like he’s just seen a ghost.

Without saying a word, he walks fast towards the exit, kind of slipping on his way to the door. You see his face and he’s practically about to fucking cry.

Your fists unclench. Even if before you wanted to punch his face until he became unrecognizable, now you just feel kind of sorry for poor ol’ Francis.

Your girlfriend’s a badass though.

A sigh of relief cleans the tension of the room. It’s from Michelle. Her entire body seems to decompress as a single tear slides through her chin and onto her neck. Her eyes are red, watery with anger.

There’s a moment of silence. You hear quick steps of what seems to be Francis running at a distance. You hear tree leaves shuffling. The cold air lingers in your mouth giving you a taste which is a weird mix of cool, fresh air and strong bathroom aromatizer.

“That guy was such an… Asshole.”

“I know.” You reply.

She throws one of her thin porcelain hands onto your neck and gives you a strong kiss. You feel her tongue almost poking your throat. Her other hand goes straight onto your dick, feeling it out in your jeans. She interrupts the kiss to give you the hottest whisper that melts onto your ear.

“I’m not going to let him ruin this. Get inside that bathroom stall. I’m about to suck your dick so hard you’ll cum your brains out.”

Your heart skips a beat with excitement. You can feel her red lips on your dick already, and it shows, cause you just tented your jeans.

Time to get into that bathroom.