Sami

You've known her for years. A blonde-haired, brown-eyed girl who always had the energy to for just about anything. As far as you know, she's just an ordinary girl doing ordinary things. Studying macroeconomics at an expensive college you couldn't afford (Her parents were both lawyers), she left just after you told her how much you were into her at the airport. Sadly, at that moment, you don't know what she was thinking as she kind of gave you a blank stare as if saying, "Oh." You were hoping she would have told you she felt the same or at least thought it was a joke.

She boarded the plane saying nothing more to your advances of love. You were worried for months, even after she convinced you that everything was fine after you called her a week later to ask how she was doing. Life carried on as you two grew apart, calls getting less and less frequent. You became less focused on her and more focused on your own studies, at a cheaper college closer to home. You’ve almost just all forgot about her, before you got a call one day while studying.

It was Sami! How could you even begin to think she wasn’t going to ever talk to you again? You pick up the phone quickly but waited at least two rings, so it seemed like you were busy, or not too excited.

You anxiously answer. “Sami! What are you up to?” You shift in your seat. “Hey, John!” She sounds so excited, “I actually have some bad news and some good news. The bad news is… I dropped out of college. The good news is… I’m coming home!” Your stomach knots at the words coming out of your phone’s speaker. Sami’s coming home? Is she coming home because of me? Does she have nowhere else to go? All kinds of questions running through your head a mile a second.

“That’s awesome! Well, except for the part of you dropping out of college. What happened?” You ask her. “Well.” She starts, “I kind of decided that macroeconomics wasn’t my sort of thing. It’s all so, serious. Anyway, I’m coming home Friday! Maybe I’ll see you at the airport?” You look at the calendar on your desktop and it reads Wednesday. “Oh! You bet! Just let me know what time you’ll be off the plane and I’ll be there with a big hug waiting.” You hear someone talking to Sami in the background. “Just a minute!” She yells at whoever is there. “I gotta go. Gotta get packed and everything. The plane should arrive around 8 PM. I have some great stories to tell you when I get back.” You think about how good Sami’s gonna look when she gets off the plane. She’s always had a small frame, flat stomach and curvy hips. Nothing too big on her chest. C cups most likely, but a medium, well rounded rear, perfect for staring at when she walks away from you.

“John? Are you there?” You snap out of your day dream of Sami’s delicious body. “Yeah! I’ll be there at 7:30! I can’t wait to hear all about your experience. Plus, spring break is coming up soon, and I don’t have any vacation plans, so we’ll have a lot of time to catch up.” You’ve been waiting so long for spring break to come around, so you can have those amazing, refreshing two weeks off from school. “I’m excited John. See you at the airport!” She sounds genuinely happy. “Yeah, see you there!” Click

It’s getting late, so you pack up your study materials, make sure your phone alarm is on, plug it in and plop on your bed. Your head is filled with fantasies of seeing Sami again, which eventually drift into naughtier versions, eventually ending on Sami having her way with you. Just like you always wanted.

And then you drift, deeper and deeper, faster and faster until…