Adult Written Stories

Today I saw the lady of my dreams in my English coarse. Her legs were crossed and her head tilted upon her hands, symbolizing she was beyond bored. Her expressions were lovely. By the look on her face it was obvious to see that she was questioning why she was here and not skipping this class. She caught me staring at her and gave me this glare. A glare that clearly stated I in over my head if I tried talking to her. I quickly looked away and pushed up my thick glasses. She turns her seat to me and rubs her legs together, still crossed, very sexy like. Being a person who's only relationship was through Internet dating, I start to blush furiously. The bell rings and everybody exits the room except for me. I can hear her walking out of the class. Her footsteps are clear since she was wearing high heels that clacked, each step she took. As I packed up my belongings and started to head out I noticed she accidentally left a book behind. I took the book and put it in my bag, then once outside, I opened it, only to find a picture beside an address and date. The picture was of a very wealthy man with nice features and very stunning clothing. The address and date were 520 Sand Hills Night Club, July 15 2009. That's today. I went home and sat on a chair thinking about how I would make my move. Finally an idea popped into my mind. I would borrow some nice clothes that look similar to what the person in the picture had and rent a nice car for the night. I'd meet her there and act like a totally different person and see if she notices me then.My friend Jay has a closet full of men's clothing that are top brands. I've been tutoring him for a while and we've been pretty tight so he let me go into his closet and choose what I wanted. From shades, to jackets, to pants, to belts. A white fitted dress shirt over a black jacket with the top denim jeans and dress shoes. I also got a pair of glasses that had black shades and rims. Everything was set for this evening. I left for the club.Just by exiting my car I could see that this club was the real deal. Where celebrities hung out and where rich people came to chill. Sexy people everywhere. I still couldn't embrace the fact that I'm actually trying to win a girl over, by doing all these stunts.I enter the club and looked around the room. People dancing and grinding, left and right. I go to the bar area and take a few shots while leaning over the counter. After scanning the room I finally found her. I take off my sun glasses and stare intently at her. She notices and began to walk towards me. Her body movement was amazing. Every step was sexy, yet passionate. She was like water pouring from a waterfall. Her eyes were talking to mine. Once she got to me she looked me in the eyes and put her right hand over my neck while getting so close to me that I felt her breath. Actions speak louder then words and we continued this silent body language. She continuously touched my chest area and neck. Things got intense when she decided to kiss me. Each kiss so passionate that it was hard for me to embrace. Afterwards she grabbed my necklace and tore it off and walked a few steps, as if she wanted me to chase her. Not wanting to play around I exited the room and left her with a finger motion. The next day at school she was a bit more tense. She hasn't seem to notice the fact that I'm the guy she met at the club last night, which was good. Her facial expression spoke differently this time. It was like she was in some far away world, contemplating something. I got up from my seat and handed her the notebook she had left behind. The bell rang and she looked away in disgust. She then exited the room. I felt crushed that she liked the club me way better then the actual me. She wouldn't even let me return the note book. Even though we had a passionate night, she never really did like the real me. I wish I could just embrace her and tell her it was me all along but I don't think she would ever believed me.I exited the room and went to the lockers. She was in the locker room too. I packed my books and clothing into my bag, then turned to her and just stared for a few moments. She stared back. I smiled then head out the room. I did the same finger motion that I did back in the club when. I looked behind after. Her face was in awe as if she never would have guessed it. Silently I exited the building. I guess this is my victory after all.