My Girlfriend, The Temptress

Still high on finishing a 12-year chapter of basic schooling, I walk towards the student housing complex with a bright smile on my face. Call it naivety, but I see the future as being bright, productive, and fun.

Always the straight-A student, decently popular, and staying out of trouble, my parents couldn't be more proud. When I got a full-ride scholarship, my mother was the happiest person on the planet. We spent weeks applying to schools, and finally selecting one that suited me best. My dad gave me the strongest handshake of my life, followed by a loving hug, before I departed to college. I was a little nervous, my first real outing into the world, and I'm sure my parents were worried about their only son finally leaving the nest.

Still, I'm not alone in my journey. During senior year of highschool, I met a girl that infatuated me to no end. Cassandra was new to our school, having moved to our relatively small town from the big city. Blonde hair, blue eyes, stunning looks, and a killer body, everybody wanted to make her theirs, but she chose me out of all the other eager boys. I'm not bad looking by any measure, but she absolutely blow me out of the water. She said I had a sense of humor, and when I finally lost my virginity to her, she said I had a perfect cock. I couldn't ask for better luck in life. The jealousy of the other guys just fueled the fire of how I felt about her.

We dated for several months before taking things more seriously. Her parents were basically absent in her life, leaving her to her own devices. My family accepted her like one of their own, glad to see someone making their son so happy. They didn't mind if she stayed over from time-to-time.

The only problem we had were her grades. She wasn't anywhere close to failing, but she definitely couldn't make it into schools as prestigious as I could. Luckily, a community college was just off campus from my own school, and we found housing right between our schools. She would likely need to take a short bus trip, while I could walk to class, but the arrangement was as ideal as we'd ever see.

She arrived a day before I did, wanting to get the apartment set up while I had a little goodbye party with some distant relatives back home that I wouldn't be seeing for quite some time. I was so excited to see Cassandra, even though it had only been two days since I kissed her goodbye. It was great that we were able to live together during our college years. My tuition would pay for at least half of the rent each month, and my parents offered to help out with food and other incidentals.

Double-checking the address, I found that our new place was a townhome-styled arrangement. Ours was the last door on the left, with four other apartments connected to our new home. I took one excited breath, and knocked on the door.