Imagine This.

Female Boxer 12

You

You bust into the door, laughing and Michael lays on the couch and you sit next to him, taking off your heels. "What should we do?" Michael looks up at you and you shrug. "Let's talk about life" You chuckle and Michael gets up and moves the strands of hair out of your face. "Okay, why are you so beautiful?" You want to roll your eyes but you ignore the urge.

"My mom is mixed and f****d a sexy guy that made a sexier baby" Michael laughs at your response and runs his finger down your arm. "Your skin is so smooth.." You try to control your breathing and your heart rings in your ears as it beats louder. "What are your insecurities?" You run your tongue over your lips and look down at his hand. "My hips" he shakes his head and grips them. "They give you shape, and any man loves that, anymore?" he massages them and you take in a deep breath and feel your heart pound in your chest.

His face moves closer to yours and his tongue runs over your bottom lip. You immediately attach your lips to his once the warmth of his tongue hits yours. You lean back on the pillows and Michael rubs you down and stops at your ass. He gropes it and you slip your fingers into Michael's shirt, untucking it. You feel the ripples of his six-pack and abs and you moan into his mouth as he massages his ass.

He begins to undress you and trails kisses down your neck to your stomach. He pulls on your bra strap and he grunts. "T-This is wrong" Not really. "This is too soon, I'm sorry, that was so wrong of me" No, I wanted it. He buttons up his shirt and you feel disappointment sit in your stomach. "I'm not trying to get in your pants,that wasn't the plan..I'm sorry" well..panties,I'm wearing a dress. And if it was..I'd be fine with it.

He rushes to the door "I'm sorry,forgive me" he's gone. He left the house, like there was a hurricane coming through. You pick up your dress from the floor and go into your room and jump on to your bed, looking up at the ceiling.

Almost had sex...but failed. He got scared and ran. Story of my life.