Lyd’s Life

Chapter Five

Asher

It's nice I actually got to sleep in today. And by sleeping in I mean seven a.m. What Lydia doesn't know about me is I'm normally up by five every morning. I wasn't feeling well Thursday so, I laid back down after working out, and showering. It was cute that she thought I'd actually make her late. I know how hard the cheerleading coach can be. I've seen Kennie crying over her coach getting upset with her for being three minutes late one afternoon.

Unfortunately I did go to bed with a b***r last night, woke up with one too. Truthfully, never thought I'd be desperate for a girl. It's probably just a Lydia thing. She's always been a beautiful girl with her light brown hair that gets natural highlights from the sun, her big doe, brown eyes. Her lips have always been plump, and she has two little dimples on her cheeks. Every summer she gets freckles. Those are things that have never changed over the however many years we've known eachother. Now what did change was last summer when she got curves, t*ts, and an a*s. Her natural beauty is impeccable. Her a*s is so sweet. Last night was the first chance I've ever got to really touch it. Of course I’ve "accidentally" grazed it when scooting past her, or walking by. It's never been a second thought to either of us. Her t*ts are so round, perky and achieve the perfect cleavage that yes, people really do think she had a t*t job. The curve of her waist, where it juts out at her hips, like f*cking h*ll. Since when do perfect women exist?

I've seen plenty of women's bodies. I love them all, I think every woman on earth is gorgeous in her own way. But for some reason, Lyd just has always caught my eye. There's been an unspoken attraction between us for as long as I can remember if I'm honest. And the thing is we've never brought it up because it was never anything we needed to address. I've told Ken about my attraction towards Lydia a couple times, she's never brushed it off, or shut it down. She always tells me to man up and tell her. I never have, I never felt like I needed to. Til last night when she straight out asked me. Which I can't lie, I did pretty much set that one up. How could she not think about it all day after I said that.

It's an interesting thing- the human brain that is. How its just fixated on such small, and truly unimportant things, tiny details. But at the same time, when Lyd left last night, I couldn't stop thinking about every little thing she said too. I tried getting myself off. Wasn't enough. Nothing probably will be til I have her. Luckily I have her to myself for the next couple days, I have some time to work out how to do things. I say step one would be go over and ask if she's hungry. Step two is take her out because she's always hungry. Step three... well let's focus on step one, and two for now. I throw on some jeans and pick up a red hoodie off the ground. I give it a sniff, smells fine to me. I throw it on, spray a little cologne- her favorite that I own, Giorgio Armani -and grab my keys heading downstairs and out the door.

I walk over to her house and ring the doorbell. Lydia is more of a knocker, I wonder why that is. I wonder why I prefer a doorbell, or do I? The door swings open in the middle of my thoughts to reveal Lydia standing in a big t-shirt that looks oddly familiar but I keep my mouth shut for the time being. "Hey Asher, what's up" "Hungry?" I ask her and she nods. “Yeah I am, why?" "I was gonna go grab something to eat. Figured you might wanna go." She nods again "Yeah I'm starving. C'mon in, let me get ready real quick" I follow her inside, and up the stairs to her room where she sits down at her vanity and brushes her hair. I make myself comfortable on the edge of her bed.

"Wanna help me pick out what to wear? I haven't been outside all day so I'm not sure quite how cold it is" She suggests and I shrug while standing up and walking toward her dresser, opening the top left drawer to reveal her panties. My fingers find their ways to a pair made of red lace. Practically see through. "I think this shall suffice Lyds" I let it hang from my finger as she turns her head to peek, she just chuckles while shaking her head. "I was being serious Ash" "Me too" I smirk, I let them fall back in the drawer and open the one under it to find her leggings and sweatpants. I pick a light grey pair and I throw them to her. My shirt has ridden up her thighs, no shorts underneath. When she lifts her arms up to brush her hair into a ponytail it rides up even further. Exposing the black lace of her panties. "I need a shirt" She says while looking at the pair of leggings on the ground. "The one you have on"

I respond while plopping back down on her bed. I let myself fall back. Her scent engulfs me. Sweet, coconuty, clean.

I close my eyes to take in the moment when I hear her wrestling around. I open my eyes to see her stripping her shirt off, back to me. Her a*s basically on full display. Just her tiny cheeky panties. Her gorgeous bare back before she slips on her bra, and throws her shirt back on. She pulls the leggings up her legs, and they catch her a*s on the way, it's so damn sexy. "You know I just watched every second of that right?" I say while sitting up and she turns around. "I know, I like feeling your eyes on me" I knew she'd find a way to use my own words against me. But damn am I actually kinda happy about it. "Let's go" my She smiles.

"Have you talked to Ken?" I ask her while sipping on my tea. "Yeah, a little bit. They've been really busy, you should know that since you have nightly phone calls with your mom" She smiles at me and I roll my eyes. "I like talking to my mom"

I admit and she smirks, looking down at the table.

"What?" I ask. "Sure didn't wanna talk to her last night" She retorts, two can play this game. "You know, your right about that. She rudely interrupted an very hot, and heavy make out session. I wasn't very pleased" Her teeth grip her bottom lip and I just about reached over and smashed my lips on hers, luckily my phone ringing halted me. I pull it out of my pocket and answer. "Hello" "Hey Ash, what are you up to?" Kens voice rings through the phone. She sounds extremely exhausted. "Just grabbing some food with Lyd. You?" "Wait your out, with Jo?" She perks up at that, and I have to keep myself from laughing. "Yes" I respond. "A date?" She nearly squeals, I do chuckle at this. "No. Listen, is there a reason you called?" I interrupt "Yeah, dad has a package coming. Someone had to sign for it at 5pm. He wanted me to make sure you knew" "Alright, I'll be there. Take it easy ok?" She hums. "Love you Ken" "Love you too Ash"

To Be Continued