Marcie & Jess

"Farewell cutie." she said as I waved goodbye and left.

Walking through the corridor I felt my heart fluttering, jeez, what had I done? Post orgasm sensibilities rushed back to me, I was supposed to be shopping and I got myself fucked by a girl I met at the library. I stopped for a second and turned around to see Jess still standing in the doorway, wearing her socks and converse, her strap-on dildo dangling between her legs. She was smiling and blew a kiss.

"Wanted to see you walking away." she said before turning around, her ass bathed in the sunlight from a window in the corridor.

Damn. I watched as she closed the door, I'd made the right choice. I quickly picked up my stuff that I left on the table in the cafe, I could feel Lyle's eyes burning a hole in me as I walked to the door and saw myself out.

The long walk home was filled with thoughts of Jess, was this just a one time random thing? Could I really see myself dating someone like her? Did I deserve to? My mind was just overwhelmed. As I arrived at the flat I took one long pause before entering.

"Oh, hey Marcie, what shop did you go to you've been hours." said Beth, laying around on the sofa. She had done exactly nothing since I left.

"I met up with that girl from the library..." I confessed.

"Ooh! So you fucked yeah?" she teased.

"Shut up Beth!" I replied.

"W-wha... YOU DID?" she exclaimed

How the fuck did she know that?!

"No! We just chatted! I swear!" I said, defensively.

"Come off it Marcie, I can read you like a book!" she teased again.

"Fine, it's true."

"See, isn't it better when you just admit I'm right." she gloated.

"Shut up Beth..."

As I said the words my phone vibrated in my purse, as I looked down I saw a message from an unknown number.

"Hey Marcie, it's Jess. I can't wait to see you again, you're so cute and the noises you make are adorable, can we meet at the library again on Wednesday? We can hang out and read together or something :)." the message read.

How the hell did she get my number? Did Lyle tamper with my phone whilst I was in bed with Jess? Either way, my heart was fluttering again, shit, had she worked her way in there? I replied to the message.

"Can't wait, see you soon! <3." I hit send.

Oh god I'm soft, I'm the softest, biggest dork and she's the bad girl I want in my life. I started to tear up a little, I'd never felt like this before in my life. This was the beginning of something special, I couldn't believe what was happening, but I was excited.

I wanted to reply to Jess and ask her stuff but I was nervous. Maybe I'd make things awkward if I blurted out stuff to her, so I swore not to message her unless she messaged me first until the date. The next few days were agonisingly slow, it felt like the days were crawling by until Wednesday finally came.

I put on my prettiest dress, really did myself up, overthought it, took it off, put on something plainer, overthought it again, removed that too. Called in Beth. Tried on multiple outfits and combinations until I settled for my first dress again. God I was such a nervous wreck, there's no way Jess will want me for real, maybe the sex was just some kind of joke or something, I was just lost and bewildered.

"But Beth, she's really cute and I'm this big ugly..."

"I swear to god Marceline if I have to listen to you put yourself down one more time I'm going to kick your ass. You're a hot bitch and Jess is going to be lucky to have you. Now get out, you said you'd meet her at 8am, it's 7:45!" Beth yelled, her rant snapping me out of my loop.

I nodded firmly and picked up my things and left for the library. The journey there was yet more psychological torture, I didn't even know what I was worried about, I'd literally been with this girl naked, how bad could this be? As I walked into the library and bypassed Sheryl who was busy stamping in books, I felt my internal tension reach maximum as I marched over to the reading area and sat down on a bean bag. I was all made up, wearing a beautiful black dress... and here I was sitting on a bean bag like a child.

After a few seconds of paranoia Jess walked in, wearing the exact same thing she wore the other day. She paused when she saw me and a big smile spread across her face, which made me smile too.

"Well, someone looks beautiful." Jess said, as my heart began fluttering again.

"Oh... u-uh, thank you." I said, thinking I've over done it.

She walked over and sat on a bean bag next to me.

"I'm glad you came, I was worried you wouldn't want to see me again, that it was just a one time thing. I thought after a few days you'd just move on with your life, I'm sorry." she confessed looking down at her shoes.

My heart sank. How could she feel that way?!

"No! Never! I so wanted to see you again! Those days were torture, I wanted to say so many things to you, I have so many questions." I said, resting my hand on her leg.

"I... I didn't think you'd show, after how I acted in the cafe." she continued.

"Oh Jess, I love how you made me feel, even if that feeling was a mixture of hopelessness and horniness." I explained.

Jess giggled and looked up from the floor to stare into my eyes.

"I really do like you Marcie, I think you're adorable." she said, in what was the most relieving and purest thing anyone had ever said to me.

"I... Uh..." the words just wouldn't come out.

"That's why we're dating now." she stated, authoritatively.

I didn't object and just smiled at her nodding.

"Also you left this at the cafe, it must have fallen out of your bag." Jess said, turning the conversation away from the breaking news she dealt to me.

I looked down and it was the book I borrowed the other day.

"It's... sticky." she said.

My face went pale.

"Oh shit, I didn't get all the cum off..." I uttered.

"THE WHAT?!" came a voice from behind us.

I turned to see Sheryl emerging from behind a bookcase, my fight or flight instinct kicked in and I began to run for the door, doing my best in the shoes I chose, Jess followed behind me, laughing loudly. I dropped the book on the floor and barged open the door, grabbing Jess's hand as we dashed down the street, turning a corner.

"That's it... (puff) I can never... (wheeze)... go back in there again." I said, exhausted.

"You're such a perv Marcie, who would have thought it." Jess cackled.

"I'm your perv, you little gremlin." I snapped back, mockingly.

"Damn right you are." she replied.