Michelle's Story Pt 6
Finally, it was Friday. It seemed like a long week, probably because I was so anxious to have my first date with Jerome.
I would be meeting Jerome after the spring football game and we were going to a party at the frat house where he lived.
I put on what I hoped was an outfit he would like -- a short, mid-thigh skirt, bikini panties, and low-cut shirt along with a pair of flat slip-on shoes. I wore my hair in a ponytail and applied just enough makeup to highlight my cheeks and eyes.
Mother had made plans to go to Irma's with Gladys for what they said was dinner, but we all knew they were going to pick up a young guy to bring back home to use during the night.
Since mother was not using her car, Julie was going to take it to pick up her date, a non-futa blonde girl who she has been seeing for the past month. I would ride along to the game and Jerome would take care of getting me home later -- much later I hoped.
We stopped at the dorm where her girlfriend lived and Julie went inside to get her. I moved to the back seat and they got into the car, her date next to her kissing Julie around her neck.
We sat together at the stadium, walking in we got some nice comments and a few whistles from some of the guys. The game was almost boring. Jerome scored two touchdowns and rushed for one-hundred yards, in the first half. He did not play in the second half.
After the game, I waited outside the locker room along with a group of the player's girlfriends. As the players came out, they took their girl by the hand and walked off. One of the players, Ronnie, a good-looking black defensive back, stopped.
He said, "Jerome told me to tell you he would be a few minutes late. A pro scout was at the game and wanted to talk to him."
"Thanks, Ronnie," I said, lightly touching his forearm.
As he started to walk off, he said, "If I was Jerome I sure wouldn't keep you waiting."
After a few minutes of standing alone, Jerome came out the door, stopping and seeing me, got a big smile on his face. I smiled back at him and walked toward him. He took me in his arms and we shared a passionate kiss.
Jerome walked me to his car and held the door open for me. When I sat, he got a good look up my skirt at my legs. I held the pose for a moment, just to give him a good shot.
We drove to his frat house, I sat as close as I could and had my hand on his bare thigh just below the shorts he was wearing. We parked in front of the house and he came around and opened the door for me. I gave him another good look up my skirt as I climbed out.
