Today I Met The Girl I'm Going To M... - Chapter 22: Chapter 22

I, Kim Jisoo, being of sound mind and incredible body...
Jennie holds the sunblock out for me to take.
Oh my god!
I'm not dead!
Yes!
But wait.
Jennie wants me to put my hands all over her.
How in the hell am I going to control myself?
By remembering that you aren't some sort of animal who can't control her lust driven urges, that's how.
Is it a bad sign that I asked myself a question and then answered it?
Probably, but enough about me, onto the task at hand.
My hands.
On Jennie's flesh.
Rubbing and stroking her.
All over.
Damn, I am so in over my head here.
I turn my brain off Jennie for just a second so it can make my arms and legs move. I stand up and take three short steps over to my one and only.
So far, so good.
I haven't tripped and I haven't tackled her to the ground.
I follow Jennie's earlier lead and push my own sunglasses on top of my head. Our eyes meet, which is nothing short of a miracle considering there are other parts of her that I'd rather be looking at.
What?
It's all Jennie's fault.
She's the one with the astounding body that I can't stop ogling.
I'm defenseless against the power she has over me.
And I surrender to her, gladly.
"Here you go." Jennie says as she passes the sunblock over.
Jennie in a bikini!
Jennie in a bikini that I get to touch!
Jennie in a bikini that I get to touch and fondle!
Oh, I better not fondle her, yet.
I'll wait until she asks me to.
I've been told I have magic fingers, so I'm feeling a little more confident than normal.
It's time to give Jennie a sneak preview of what I have to offer.
Sexy Jisoo wants to come out and play.
Actually, she wants to make Jennie come but she'll settle for this, for now.
"I'm happy to be of service." I reply after I remember that going mute is not attractive. I tilt my head as I reach for the bottle that will allow me to grope Jennie without my undying love for her being so evident.
When our hands touch it creates an absolute firestorm deep within in me. I have felt jolts of attraction before from other girls, and from Jennie herself, but none as powerful as this one.
Not even close.
One a scale from one to ten, ten being the hottest, I'd rate this touch a sixty-nine.
Ha ha.
Sixty-nine!
Right, where was I?
Oh yeah, I'm about to get the opportunity of a lifetime.
I'm so distracted by Jennie and my own depraved mind that the bottle slips right through my fingers.
Fuck!
That better not be prophetic or anything.
There's no way I'm letting Jennie slip through my fingers, not now, not ever!
I really need to get a grip on reality before I make a complete mess out her simple request.
I let out a few nervous giggles, "Sorry about that." I bend down to pick up the sunblock and apparently Jennie had the same idea. Our heads collide about halfway down and I'm sent sprawling backwards, onto my ass.
Fuck again!
That hurt like you wouldn't believe.
Not to mention I've done exactly what I feared I was going to do.
I rub my forehead instead of Jennie's back, which I would be doing if I wasn't such a clumsy fool. I hope that doesn't leave a mark.
"Are you ok?" Jennie asks. She's standing over me, looking like a goddess, while I'm on my butt, as per usual.
I send Sexy Jisoo into a corner so she can think about what she did. I make a deal with myself not to let her out again for any reason.
I shield my eyes with my hand as I look up at the vision before me. "Yeah, I'm ok." My ego isn't, but that's to be expected. "How about you?"
"I have a hard head, so I'm good." She jokes and I know she's not joking at my expense. That's one of the most endearing qualities about Jennie, she never makes me feel bad about myself, even when I probably should.
Don't get me wrong, I still want to ravish her like you wouldn't believe, but the fact that she can make me feel comfortable is one of her best qualities.
What are her other good qualities you ask?
Jennie in a bikini!
Oh yeah!
"Let me help you." She says as she extends both her hands out to me. I latch on tight and bounce up from the ground when she pulls me.
I almost slam right into her, but luckily I stop myself at the last minute. However, we are standing very, very close together and my body starts buzzing because of it.
I want to say something, anything, so she doesn't realize the affect she's having on me. For some reason, Jennie isn't talking either, we're just standing, inches apart, gazing at one another.
I contemplate the pros and cons of grabbing Jennie and kissing the hell out of her, but my common sense and the fact that we're at my parents' house nix that idea, despite how good an idea it is.
It's not easy though, I want to give in to what I'm feeling so badly even though there's all these other factors involved.
I don't even know if Jennie's into me.
Or if she'd even consider the possibility that she might be attracted to girls.
And then there's Hanbin.
Who could forget about him?
I wish Jennie could.
I can't think about any of that now, especially him. I need to focus on Jennie and Jennie only. I'm the one she's with, we're alone, nobody else is around and I still haven't gotten to really touch her.
Yet.
I refuse to let my mind be responsible for letting this chance go by without me taking it.
My own advice and Jessie's, god bless her, is what I decide to follow. No more second guessing myself, no more going around in circles, no more asking questions I don't have the answers to and no more psyching myself out.
I tear my eyes away from Jennie's in order to get the sunblock from the ground where it so doesn't belong. I stand back up and after a few deep breaths, I feel as composed as humanly possible around Jennie. She turns around and I prepare myself for what is sure to be the best sunblock application in history.
For me that is.
And maybe for her to, if I'm lucky.
I squeeze some lotion into my hands, "Can you lift your hair up for me?" I request. That's right I'm not going to let even one inch of her burn.
I know, I know, I'm so thoughtful.
Jennie grabs her hair and pulls it to the side.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
I start off at the base of her neck and I nearly keel over from the intensity of what touching Jennie does to me. My hands work their way over to her shoulders and as I get more into it, I notice that goosebumps are forming on my dear Jennie's skin.
That's odd.
It's not cold out at all.
Her skin is so warm and soft, but her body is hard and toned.
It really should be illegal to be as good looking as her.
"Is something wrong?" Jennie asks when I stop my not so innocent grope fest.
Yes!
You're so hot that I want to have sex with you right here, right now.
"No, not at all." I assure her. "I'm just getting more sunblock."
You know what else should be illegal?
Having a voice as sultry as Jennie's.
My fingertips graze the skin right by the back of Jennie's bikini top.
I wonder if she'll catch on if I 'accidentally' unhook the clasps and it happens to fall to the ground.
Better yet, I'll just tell Jennie that my parents are European so we believe in topless sunbathing.
No, she's too smart to fall for that one.
I'm barely even breathing because I'm too preoccupied with other things to bother with such trivial tasks.
When I reach Jennie's sides, she flinches.
Oh no!
She's clued into the fact that I'm warm for her form!
Curses!
Jennie clears her throat, "Sorry, I'm ticklish."
Really?
I'll have to store information for later.
I mumble something back to her but I'm not to sure what I just said. I'll pray that it wasn't vulgar and crude.
I run my fingers on her lower back and I'm a little sad because I'm almost done.
Oh well, all good things must come to an end.
I move my hands along the rest of her skin that hasn't been touched by me as slowly as I can without being too obvious about it. When I can't pretend that there's any reason for me to be prolonging what has been an absolute pleasure to do, I take a step back.
"All done." I tell Jennie and I can't help the disappointment that creeps into my voice. So much for not being obvious.
"Thanks." Jennie says softly once she's facing me again. "Do you want me to do you now?"
Yes!
Yes!
A gazillion times yes!
Oh, she means putting sunblock on my back.
My answer's still the same despite that little misinterpretation of her question.
"Sure." I reply as I try not to appear overly giddy and excited.
If rubbing sunblock on Jennie didn't make me pass out, this probably will.
Please, please, please, don't let me pass out.
Jennie also starts her rubdown of me at my neck and I have to bite my bottom lip to prevent some not so innocent sounds from escaping my mouth. Everything about Jennie electrifies me but what she's doing now is a thousand watts stronger than anything else I've felt around her.
Her hands are gentle but strong.
Guitar playing hands!
Yeah baby!
I think I hear her breathing heavier than before but I don't trust my desire driven self enough to fully believe my own accounts of what is going on. It's entirely possible that I'm hearing what I want to hear as opposed to the truth.
I just want to melt into her touch, to melt into her, to show Jennie exactly what she does to me but I allow myself to just take pleasure in having her hands all over my back.
And my sides.
And nearly by my ass.
Fuck!
She's making me feel really, really good.
Especially in certain parts of my now highly aroused body.
I can only imagine what it might feel like to have her touch me in those places.
Now that would be the ultimate way to go!
My goal is to turn that fantasy into a reality.
One day.
One day soon.
Today!
Right now!
This second!
"All done." Jennie announces.
Foiled again!
Gah!
That's ok, Jennie just caressed and rubbed me.
I still feel like a winner.
"Thanks." I say as I turn around. "Do you want to go for a swim?"
Jennie does that sassy laugh of hers as she poses for me. "And ruin my beautiful hair, I don't think so."
I roll my eyes even though inwardly I'm putty in her hands. "You think way too highly of yourself." No she doesn't. "You might want to just get it over with."
"Get what over with?" Jennie asks as she raises her eyebrow.
Damn, I wish I could do that.
"We're going swimming at some point today." I reply and I throw in a head tilt for good measure.
"Maybe I'll put my feet in the water later but that's about it." Jennie shoots back as her eyes light up from that dazzling smile of hers.
"Oh really?" I cross my arms to show her that she's not going to win.
"Yeah, really." She retorts so playfully I fall even more in love with her.
"I'm not going to give up, just so you know." I stand directly in front of Jennie and we're both smiling. "By the end of the day, I will get you wet."
Oh my god!
What did I just say?
Oh my god!
That came across so much gayer than I meant it to!
Damn you dirty mind, damn you!
Jennie doesn't look grossed our disgusted, she actually laughs. "I'd like to see you try." She leaves me shell shocked and silently berating myself to lie down on one of the lawn chairs.
Did Jennie just flirt back or am I going crazy?
Well, crazier than I usually am.
Wait.
I think I'm missing the bigger picture here.
Did Jennie actually say she'd like to see me try to get her wet?
Because if that's the case, she doesn't have to ask me twice.
"Are you coming?" Jennie inquires because I still haven't moved.
I'm close, believe me.
So damn close.
I walk over to Jennie and lie down in the chair beside to her.
No, not in the same chair, unfortunately.
She smiles at me as I get comfortable and I have a feeling I'm in for a very long, but hopefully very enjoyable afternoon.