Chapter 2

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Three years ago...


"Alumni batch 2018..." We gracefully ramp the carpet as our batch year was called. I'm with my batch mates during high school. Ang iba may anak na at happily wedded, ang iba enagaged naman, kung hindi may mga jowa ako lang yata talaga ang single sa batch na'to. Poor me.


"Sa ganda mong 'yan Val, wala ka talagang jowa..." Biro ni Stacey, nakaupo na kami sa table ng batch namin after the exposure. Nagtawanan sila, amoy alak na ang mga lalaki sa amin.


"Wala lang talaga akong matipuhan..." Ngumiwi ako sa pait ng alak. Sa kakalikot ng mga mata ko, nag landing ito sa isang gwapong lalaki mula sa kabilang table. He looks so formal laughing with the people around him. Anong batch kaya sila? I'm sure they're ahead of us.


"Choosy ka pa kasi, tatanda kang dalaga nyan."


"If ever edi magpapabuntis nalang ako sa gwapong lalaki then hindi ko na poproblemahin pa ang pag-aasawa. At least may anak na ako kahit walang lalaki sa buhay ko." Sagot ko habang nasa gwapong lalaki parin ang tingin.


"I'm telling you girl, mahirap maging single mom. Don't try being one." Napatingin ako kay Stella, she's a single mom nga pala. "Take it from someone with experience." Dagdag niya pa.


"Okay, okay. Basta darating din ang tamang tao for me... Ano ba kayo, di pa nga ako tapos mag-aral pag-aasawa na ba aatupagin ko."


Late schooler kasi ako, while my batchmates already landed with stable jobs, ako nag-aaral parin. Course shifter ako kasi hindi ko naman talaga alam kung ano ba talaga ang gusto ko.


"It's better to plan things ahead para di ka mangapa on the  future."


Nalingat lang ako saglit nawala na si pogi. Sayang naman. I mentally laugh.


"Restroom lang muna ako guys." Lasing na din siguro ako sa mga oras na'yon. Ramdam ko na wala na ako sa tamang katinuan. I was just walking when someone grabbed me. My sight was blurry pero alam kong siya ang lalaking pogi sa kabilang table kanina.


"Yes pogi?" I chuckled as I heard my voice moaning the word pogi. Lasing na ako, oh jusko.


"I'm sorry, miss. Akala ko ikaw ang hinahanap ko." He let go of my arm but I won't let him go that easy. I kissed him on the lips and he flinched. Maybe it's the spirit of alcohol that drives me kasi napaka aggressive ko that night.


I didn't know how but God knows how happy I am that night when we ended up in a hotel room, kissing each other like there was no tomorrow. Hinubaran niya ako, ibinalya sa kama at hinalik-halikan ang tiyan ko. He arrived at the most sensual part of my being, he encircled his fingers on my wet entrance taking away all my breath.


He ripped the garment that covers it and smell the scent of its fresh aroma. I am biting my lips the whole time, moaning as he entered my entrance. The tightness broke, at first, it pains me as he grinds slower but the pain eventually subsided and a tingling, sensual, arousing feeling had risen to make me curve my body as he indulged his hugeness in my earthly body.

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