Even back at the art club house, my little oasis from the rest of the world, things weren't much better. We all sat around the old table and tried to spark up conversation. Even Nicole being with us didn't make anyone lively. Robin wasn't even trying to snap pictures of her panties.
“So no one has seen Dominique?” I asked.
“I heard that she was in the hospital.” Nicole said.
“HOSPITAL!” I yelled and jumped out of my seat.
“Well that's what I heard. If you are so concerned, why don't you just call her? God, don't have a fucking heart attack. Jesus, you geeks are fucking jumpy.” Nicole said patting her ample chest.
“Why are you even here?” Steve asked looking at Nicole.
Nicole sat Indian style on our table. Her elbows where on her knees and her face rested in her palm. She looked bored too.
“I don't have her number.” I said defensively.
“Jesus! You fucking slobber over her nearly every damn day and you haven't even asked for her number?” She said.
“Well...I...those things...it's not something...”
“I..uh..huh...huh...duh, duh.” Nicole said making fun of me. She twisted her face and crossed her eyes. “You really are pathetic, you know that? If a beautiful girl is sitting in front of you and you want her, why don't you just let her know? Not like she is going to do all the work for you.”
Was Nicole talking about her or Dominique? I honestly couldn't tell. It didn't matter because it was hopeless. I didn't have Dominique's number. She could be dying and I would have no way to know! All because I was too chicken-shit to ask for her telephone number! I was such a loser.
“I have her number.” Nicole said.
“What? How?” I asked.
“Yeah, you don't even like Dominique!” Steve said.
“That goes to show you what losers like you think. You morons are so busy sitting in your club house and jerking off to fake girlfriends that you don't even have the social graces to make friends of enemies. Keep your friends close but keep your enemies closer!” Nicole said.
She looked around and rolled her eyes.
“This place smells of day old sperm anyway. If you want Dominique's number, you are going to have to beg me for it.” Nicole said and walked out of the house.
I sat for a moment looking around at my friends. Steve rolled his eyes and put his head back on the table. Gayland mumbled something and went back to messing with the remote for the TV. I didn't even care what Robin was doing because I had to get that number! I jumped up from the table and headed for the door.
“Where are you going? She doesn't have shit. Just wait. Dominique will be back in school tomorrow.” Steve said.
“What if she isn't? What if something is wrong? She is a fellow club member and it is my duty to make sure she is ok.” I said.
I rushed out of the house expecting Nicole to be long gone. Instead, I found her standing at the foot of the walkway leaning against the fence. Her shirt was open, as usual, and her cleavage spilled out the front. She was wearing a purple bra.
“Took you long enough.” She said.
“So will you give me the number?” I asked.
“Sure. Sure. But first I want something to eat and then you are going to go with me to get some errands done and maybe after that I'll give you her number.” Nicole said laughing and put her arm in mine.
I took Nicole out for food. She never stopped talking about herself and all her friends and her rich Uncle and on and on. After the meal she wanted to go to the mall. We hit the mall and she made me walk behind her and not too close. After all she was a popular chick and I was a geek. She couldn't have people thinking we were together. I could only think of Dominique. What was wrong? Should I bring her something? What should I bring her? Where did she live? Would she even tell me where she lived? God, I hoped she was ok.
“Are you listening to me?” Nicole said.
“Huh?”
“I asked if you were ready to leave? God, what are you deaf now too?” She said.
“Yeah, sure. Can I get her phone number now?” I asked.
“I don't have it with me. It's at home. You'll have to come back to my place to get it.” Nicole said.
We arrived at Nicole's place and I wasn't at all surprised to see that her parents were rich. The house was huge. I was literally shaking while we walked up to the door. I had never been to a girl's house before. Not only that, I had never met a girl's parents before. What would Nicole say to them? Would she tell them I was 'with' her? This was all too stressful. I just wanted to turn and run but I needed Dominique's phone number.
“Come on.” Nicole said.
I followed her into the house.
“Mom! Dad! I'm home.” She yelled. “Don't worry, they aren't going to even come up from downstairs.”
“Your parent's are home?” I asked.
“Yeah, but my Dad never comes out of his office and my Mom is most likely getting ready to go to some party or something. She never stays home long. Let's just go to my room.”
Nicole began walking up the stairs. I could see directly up her skirt. She wore shorter and shorter skirts now that Dominique had become her “friend”. She had on little pink and white striped panties. I could clearly see between her legs and the delicate swell of her pussy. I shook my head and tried to banish the thought of Nicole's pussy.
Nicole's room was a bit smaller than I expected. I stood in the doorway afraid to come inside. She said her parents wouldn't care but I had been trained from an early age that boys didn't go into girl's rooms. Somehow the thought of being busted in her room was front and center in my head and then Dominique might find out and get the wrong idea.
“Why are you standing there like a loser. Come in. Come on.”
“Can't you just give me the number and I'll head out? I don't want to get you in trouble.” I said.
“What the fuck are you talking about? Get your stupid ass in here and close the door.”
I didn't want to, but I stepped inside and sealed my doom. I looked around and tried to find somewhere to sit down but the room was filled with dirty clothes and tons of stuff. Everything a little rich girl takes for granted. I decided to stand. Then I stopped breathing. Nicole opened up her top and revealed her huge breasts trapped inside that tight purple bra. She threw the shirt on the floor in front of me. I didn't take my eyes off her. She stood for a moment with a smirk on her face and dropped her skirt. She did all this casually, like she did everything else. She didn't seem to care that I was in the room at all. Nicole walked over to her closet before turning around and saying, “Have a seat.” I watched her swaying ass move inside those little pink and white panties.
My cock wasn't just hard, it was nearly about to rip free of my pants. As soon as she was in the closet I adjusted and sat down on what might be a box or a stool, I couldn't tell. All kinds of thoughts rushed through my head. Was she bringing me here because she wanted something to happen? How could she? I was a nerd. I was the guy she didn't want. Why would she care?
She came back out wearing a long t-shirt and no bra. Her breasts were lower than normal and her nipples were extremely visible. Her breasts shook from side to side as she walked around the room and picked up things off her bed. I found the jiggle of her tits under her thin cotton shirt extremely erotic. I had never seen anything like it. Why weren't things like this in porn instead of women with immovable breasts? Damn the porn industry and their fake breasts!
“Hey, you must be getting ready for bed or something, can I just get the number? I'll leave you alone and plus...”
“I'm going to give you her number but first you have to give me something.” Nicole said.
“Give...you...something?” I said.
“Yeah. I know you want me. I've seen the way you look at me. We both know you were waiting for me in the woods that night. I know you like Dominique and that's cool but let's be honest, you want to fuck little Nicole, don't you?”
“I...no...uhhh...” I said.
“It's ok. If you don't tell anyone, I won't tell anyone. It will just be our little secret. Now come here.” She said.
There really was a little moment where I argued with myself.