Back in the country club things were clearly winding down. I hadn’t paid Bob much attention at all but when I found him, he was deep in conversation with a cute little Asian gal. I caught his eye and he grinned and flashed a thumbs up to me, our signal he would make his own way back home. Maybe he was successful in finding a new lady, kind of like I felt I had been.
—–
I waited until about three pm the next day to call Ashley. I figured she’d be fairly burned out on her paper by then, which appeared to be the case.
“Oh, God, you have no idea how boring this paper is. I need a break.”
“How about I grab a pizza and I’ll swing by around six and you can take a real break?”
“Great idea,” she responded, before giving me her address.
I arrived at her door with two small, thin-crust pizzas, one with chicken and balsamic vinaigrette and the other a veggie with artichoke hearts. I had a couple of flavored seltzers as well. She invited me in as she took the pizzas to the tiny kitchen. I got the nickel tour of her place and met her roommate who was just leaving.
Ashley was truly beautiful. She had on simple jeans which fitted her legs and ass like sprayed-on paint. Her top was a simple T-shirt that seemed to emphasize her nice-looking, bra-covered breasts. Her smile was genuine and surrounded by two cute little dimples. The blue eyes sparkled. She laughed when some vinaigrette dribbled down her chin and she scooped it up with her finger before licking it seductively. After we finished the pizza and she put the leftovers in her fridge, we sat and talked a little bit before I excused myself.
“I’m sure you’ve got a ton of work, so I’ll head out.”
“Yeah, I still should do another three hours or so tonight, and then six or seven tomorrow.”
“Impressive. I hope you do well. I’m sure you will,” I said as I reached the door.
“Hey, Kyle, thanks for the break and the ‘zas. Was sweet of you.”
“Sure, no biggie,” I responded as she came up to me and planted a sweet, brief kiss on my lips. “I just may have to bring you pizzas every night,” I chuckled as I went through the door.
“Don’t you dare. I’ll be big as a house before long,” she laughed as the door was gently closed behind me.
—–
After that we casually dated a few times but it was near finals and neither of us had a lot of free time. Our ‘dates’ were generally simple and quick, you know, a bite to eat at a local Thai restaurant or a movie at the student union theater. Ashley was pleasant but I sensed she didn’t want to get too close too soon. On the evening she was leaving for Christmas break, I gave her a box of special Christmas candy. She appeared to appreciate it but broke out in tears when she confessed she had nothing for me.
“Oh, Ky, that’s so sweet, but I didn’t get you anything. I’m so sorry.”
“Hey, no biggie, I knew you’d like the sweets.”
“I do, I do. But you must think I’m a real dolt, or something.”
“Ash, it’s no big deal. Honest.”
“I still feel so stupid,” she whimpered as she reached up and gave me a hug.
We sat there a few minutes with some Christmas music playing in the background when I whispered in her ear, “This is a pretty nice present, holding you like this.”
“Yeah, feels good,” she said as she broke the hug and reached up to me for a kiss. I leaned down to her a bit and our lips met. We had kissed briefly a few times at the end of our casual dates, but nothing that was sexy or erotic. On this evening the kisses became much more. At first our lips lightly touched and then her lips softened and opened slightly. I very gently teased her with the tip of my tongue but avoided ‘tonsil hockey’ for the time being. She became a bit more assertive and started to probe my mouth with her tongue. It teased mine with quick little darts of pleasure as her arms wrapped around tightly.
After several minutes we came up for air and she leaned back and smiled at me before saying, “Nice. I think I’d like to do that again when we get back. But call me sooner, please. I’d like to hear your voice before I get back,” she requested.
“Sure, will do. Can I get a promise from you for a date when you get back?”
“Absolutely. Let’s do something nice, OK?”
I agreed and with a final, soft kiss she went out to her car and drove off. I enjoyed the kissing and could see where this might be the beginning of something more. I went in and studied for my last final which was the next morning after which I drove to my folks’ place for the holidays.
—–
I decided to call her the day after Christmas, figuring she’d have some time to talk. Her phone rang a few times before she breathlessly answered.
“Hello,” came a remarkably sexy response.
“Hi, it’s me. You know, Kyle, the guy you teased and then left several days ago.”
“Kyle?”
“Yeah. Forget already?” I laughed.
“No, no. Just teasing you. How’re you doin’?”
“Oh, OK. We had a quiet holiday. My brother and his family spent this year with his in-laws so it was just Mom, Dad and me.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear he’s taken,” she teased.
“I told you that already.”
“Oh, yeah, you did. But I forgot.”
I thought that was odd but I kept talking, asking her what her plans were and asked when she’d be back at school. She was fairly vague with her answers but we still had fun chatting until she suddenly said, “Look, I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you at school. Thanks for the call,” before she hung up in my ear. I was a little disturbed and a little bit hurt by the quick ending but decided she’d other things going on.
Two days later my phone rang and her number showed up on my screen. I cleared my throat before answering.
“Hi, Ash, how’re you doing?”
“Oh, Kyle, did you call me two days ago?”
“WTF?” I thought to myself before I answered her, “Uh, yeah, we talked for about…”
“Four minutes and fifty-two seconds, according to my phone log.”
“Yeah, could be. Don’t you remember?”
“No, how could I remember when didn’t talk with you?”
“Uh, Ash, we did too talk. You seemed rushed and hung up quickly.”
“Are you sure it was me?”
“Well, sounded like you. Maybe your voice was just a bit huskier, I dunno.”
“That little shit! I’m going to fry her ass!”
“Who? Your sister?”
“Yeah, that’s who. She must have grabbed my phone when I was in the shower or something.”
“That explains it. She seemed to not know I had a married brother and I was sure I had told you that.”
“You did and you told me he wasn’t going to be home this year, something about visiting his in-laws. Hey, did she sound like this?” she asked before changing her voice and saying, “Hi. I’m Ashley and you are Kyle.”
“Yeah, that’s it. That’s the voice. I guess I was talking to your sister. She had me fooled.”
“I’m gonna kill her. Will you visit me in jail, please?”
“Sure, but if you know any decent lawyers,” I laughed, “You might be able to get off with justifiable homicide.”
“It will be justified, that’s for damn sure. So, how are you?”
We turned to talking about our holidays and plans for the following semester. It was a fun and comfortable conversation which we wrapped up after nearly an hour. Before I hung up, I made her promise not to kill her sister.