One Time Thing

You decided not to ask Jessica out for a second date. Jessica is a pretty and generous girl, but you don't reckon it will work out. Prom was only a couple of weeks away, causing seniors to be energized. Unlike the rest of your class, prom was the utmost thing in your mind. You have not even have a date to take the prom.

One afternoon, you tutor Cassandra, Jessica's best friend, in calculus. The study session involves only math, until Cassandra changes the subject. "Have you heard that Jessica is going to the prom with Drew?"

"No, I have not." You calmly reply. In your head, you wonder how Jessica can go out with the snobbish smarty pants, Drew. Drew is the potential valedictorian of your class. The two of you clash often due to distinctive perspectives. Deep down, you start regretting your decision of not asking Jessica out again.

"Why didn't you ask her out to the prom?" Cassandra curiously asks.

Showing not affection, you answer, "I don't know. Perhaps, I'm not planning to go to the prom."

"Didn't you and Jessica went out on a date? Why didn't you have a second date? Do you think Jessica is unattractive?" Cassandra continues to **** you with questions.

"Yes, we went on a date. No, because it was a one time thing. No, Jessica is an attractive girl." You reply.

"Well John, you miss your shot with Jessica. You should at least go to the prom. I'm pretty sure somebody will go with you." Cassandra motivates. Her right foot crawls slowly up your leg. It takes you a few minutes to notice that she is playing with you. Eventually, her foot reaches your crotch. You can sense the pressure building within your jeans as her foot press gently on your cock. Suddenly, Cassandra places her foot on the land. "Oh my bad."

Clearly, you can tell that Cassandra enjoys teasing and flirting with you. The problem is you can't tell if she likes you or enjoys messing with you. Cassandra is not as pretty as Jessica, but she has a curvaceous body. Her breast size is larger than the majority of girls her age. Not to mention, she bears a nice round ass worth pounding. "Do you have a date for the prom?" You ask.

"No, I'm thinking of not going." She repeats your answer. The situation does not look bad. You don't have a date, Cassandra doesn't have a date. On the other hand, you can pass on this opportunity and asks someone else.