Just an Ashley Love story

Christine’s POV
When I got out of the shower, I did my hair and makeup first. I was scared to see what he layed out for me. A skirt? Ugh god, help me. I hate skirts, I like jeans, and boots and tanks or t-shirts, that’s it. But for Ashley, I’d do anything. I’d even wear a dress, I think.

I step into the bedroom and the outfit laying on my bed was my black, high waist, pencil skirt and a low cut, light lavender, button up blouse. “He’s trying to make me look like a business woman,” I said aloud

“Just put it on, don’t add anything! Wear it just the way it is.”

Fucking hell, he scared me, I nearly jumped out of my skin. He must be on the other side of the door waiting for me.

I found the lacey bra that matched the color of the shirt, oh shit he found my lingerie. But where’s the matching thong?

“Um, Ash, where are my underwear?”

“The bra is sitting next to the outfit.”

“No shit I, found that, I’m talking about the rest of it.”

“There aren’t any, you’re not allowed to wear them.”

“Are you crazy, I’m wearing a skirt, I have to wear something underneath? It’s not like
this skirt is knee length.” It’s not either, it comes about mid-thigh. My sister bought it for me to be worn at a club to get guys. I have never worn it.

“Nope, don’t change it. That’s the rule! You promised!”

GRRRRRR, damn him! What in the world is this man up to? I’m slightly turned on, and scared all at the same time. No one will know but me and him but it still makes me horribly uncomfortable. But knowing that he’s got a plan and it involves no underwear, send chills through my body. I bit my lower lip, anticipating tonight.
I got dressed, and went looking for the shoes. “Honey, am I supposed to go barefoot?” I said mockingly.

“Oh shit,” he came bursting through my door and stopped dead. His jaw dropped, “you look, amazing, I’ve never seen you with your hair done like that. It’s gorgeous, you’re gorgeous.”

I blushed, “thanks. You’re looking pretty good yourself.”

He was in skin tight black leather pants with his boots, a studded out black belt, and a blue-ish gray button up. His sleeves were rolled up and his hair was done. Black eyeliner and eye shadow completed the look.

“Shoes, honey?”

“Oh shit right, um…where..”

“Same closet, on the floor, plenty to choose from.”

“You know, you have a lot of nice things to wear, why don’t you?”

“Cuz I’m always working, I don’t ever really go out Ash, the most I’ve been out is with
you.”

“We’ll have to change that, just the going out thing, it’ll always be with me though………here you go these will work just fine.”

I was expecting heals, nope, a flat dressy black sandal. “Okay, I’m ready.”

“Then let’s go.”

Ashley’s POV
As we walked out of her room, DJ called over the intercom. “Hey Jersey, they’re heading back up to the house.”

“Thanks Dj,” she answered.

We walked outside, and waited for them to walk up. What I saw next made me almost drop to the ground laughing. Poor CC!

Christine looked and saw what I was laughing at. “Oh My God, CC, what happened?”
She was in hysterics. CC was covered from head to toe in brown mud. I mean not one inch of his body wasn’t covered. Everyone started laughing, I could only imagine what happened.

I had to, “aww CC, you changed colors, I told you to lay off the tanning cream.”

That did everyone in, it was an inside joke we all knew about, long story.

“Fuck you Ash, this numskull,” pushing Andy as he said that, “decided he wanted to race, well when I won he pushed me and I fell off, right into the sloppy crap by the creek.”

Angel, trying to catch her breath noticed we were a bit dressed up, “where are YOU two going.”

“Out,” I said, and I smiled.

“I don’t know how you got Jersey into a skirt Ash, but keep it up, it’s about time she looked a bit feminine.”

Christine, still laughing at poor CC, caught her breath enough to say, “Bite me,” and stick her tongue out at her.

“Have fun you two.”

I smiled at Angel, then looked at the guys, and gave them that evil smile before I said, “Oh, we plan on it.”

They all smiled knowingly.

Christine’s POV
He took my hand and we walked to the shop to grab the mustang. I threw Ash the keys, I can’t believe I’m going to let him drive my baby, but, he’s taking ME out, so I figured I’d be nice and let him drive. He looked a bit shocked but opened the passenger side door for me, ran around to the driver side. We were on our way.

We laughed the whole way, trying to figure out what the guys looked like out on the horses. Jinxx rides, but the rest of them never have. I think Juliet has, once or twice, along with Ella and Valerie, but that’s all I know about. I wish I was there with a camera.
When we pull up to the restaurant, Ash runs around to the passenger side to open my door. He’s being such a gentleman, I still wish I knew what he was up to. He’s buttering me up big time. We walk in and he asks for a booth, that’s as private as it can get. The Host walks us to the back most corner booth, no one was around us, the restaurant wasn’t that busy.

“Perfect,” he said.

Instead of sitting across from me, he sat next to me, I was against the wall. We order our drinks and looked at the menu, deciding on what to get. When we decided we told the waiter our order, and waited for our food, chatting about anything and everything. When our food came, we ate, fed each other, everything a cute couple might be caught doing at a restaurant.

When we were done, he turned to me and pulled my right leg over his. “Look at me baby.”

I angle myself to him and look him straight in the eyes. I don’t speak.

“Whatever you do, don’t make a sound, keep your eyes open, and keep looking at me.”
I nod my head at him as my breath catches. He lightly runs his fingertips in small gentle circles from my knee, up my inner thigh, slowly. My breathing gets heavier and I struggle to not close my eyes throw my head back and moan.

His hand gets higher, and is already under my skirt, I look around nervously, thank god the table is covering us.

He gently grabs my chin and turns my face back to him and whispers, “hey, don’t look away, keep your eyes on mine.”

I look back at him, his eyes full of passion and lust. His hand is so close. Finally, his fingertips brush against my pussy, I’m already wet. I whimper.

He kisses me ever so gently, keeping me quiet, he pulls back keeping his face close to mine and reminds me, “remember, not. A. sound.”

Notes

oh snap xP hee hee
gotta wait til tomorrow night for the next one, sorry guys. but there will be plenty of smut, i promise