Get On Your Knees

"I am now in my second year at university, Mummy. I’m a big girl—I can take care of myself," I tell my mother, though inside, I am bubbling with excitement.

"We know, sweetie, but we’ll feel happier and worry less if you and Jeremy stay together. It’s just for two weeks," she says, gazing at me with an innocent face and sad eyes.

I glance at my dad. His eyes plead with me to agree with my mum, and he keeps checking his golden wristwatch. I can tell he’s eager to leave—maybe for work or to meet up with his friends. I don't know.

I sigh in frustration, dropping my shoulders. "Alright, fine! You want me to? Okay, I’ll stay."

With a smile on her face, my mother looks at my father. My parents think they’ve won, but the truth is, this arrangement benefits me more than anyone else.

"My darling daughter," she says, kissing me on the forehead and picking up her handbag. "We’re not done talking—we’ll continue this tonight when I get back. Have a wonderful day, dearie."

I nod. "Okay. See you later."

After watching my parents leave, I grab my phone from the center table in the living room and text my best friend about what just happened. I am beyond excited.

I came home yesterday for summer break, and today, my parents told me they’d be traveling for business for two weeks—perfect. They want me to spend the break with Jeremy, the man I’ve been crushing on for years. What they don’t know is how much I love this idea. I had to pretend to argue a little, making it seem like I disliked the arrangement. But inside? I absolutely love it.

I told them I’d rather stay with my friend Grace, but they refused, saying Grace shares a room with her younger sister. I also suggested staying alone, but they rejected that too, being overly protective, especially with the recent robberies in our neighborhood. So, their next best option was Jeremy—my father’s best friend and, coincidentally, my crush wink.

While texting Grace, my mind races with thoughts of what might happen. I’ve always wanted to flirt with Jeremy, but he sees me as a little girl. Not anymore. I’m an adult now, for goodness’ sake! Staying at his house will change his perspective. I’ll show him I’m a woman, and he’ll see just how much he can have from me.

I’ve never been with anyone before, but I want Jeremy to be my first. That means I have to do everything I can to impress him.

Forty minutes later, Grace arrives. She finds it hard to believe what I’ve told her. Her golden brown eyes are wide with shock, but I also see excitement in them—she wants to hear more.

"It’s for two weeks. I have to be the best version of myself, and I have to impress Jeremy," I tell Grace.

With excitement, she asks, "Are you planning to seduce him?"

I lick my lips and say, "I’ll give it a try..."

Grace bursts into laughter, then studies me intently. "Bae, you’re damn serious!"

"Yes, very serious. Jeremy is the man I love. I’m attracted to him, Grace. You know that." I smile.

Most people would think I’m crazy, but Grace understands. I’ve had a crush on him for so long that I now realize it’s not just a crush—I’m in love with him. But… he may not feel the same way.

With a calm voice, Grace says, "Pamela, I know you’re in love, but what if things don’t go as planned? Will you be able to handle the disappointment?"

I inhale deeply. Disappointment is the last thing I want to think about. "Grace, please, let’s stay positive, okay? My plan has to work. It will work. I’ll impress Jeremy with my body. I’m not a child anymore," I say, trying to convince myself as much as her.

Grace smiles, but it’s not a genuine one. I can tell she has doubts. She’s seen all my previous attempts to get Jeremy’s attention—wearing skimpy dresses, revealing gowns, trying every trick I could think of. But no matter what I did, he never really noticed me.

Whenever he was single, I felt hopeful. And whenever he got into a new relationship, I felt crushed. Grace has witnessed it all. She doesn’t believe my plan will work this time either.

She moves closer and places her hand on my lap. "Well, maybe this time it will. You’re sexier than before—your boobs are bigger, your hips and ass are amazing. You should give it a try."

She glances at my chest, and I smile, knowing she’s telling the truth.

I’m not as slim as I used to be—I’ve gained weight in all the right places. My breasts, hips, and legs are fuller. And my ass? Let’s just say it’s perfect for doggy style.

Even guys at my college have noticed my body changes. They flirt with me, but I don’t care about any of them. I only want Jeremy.

Grace winks at me. "Pamela, take condoms with you—just in case things work out."

I can’t help but chuckle.

With excitement filling my heart, all I can think about is spending time with Jeremy. I vividly remember one cold morning when I stepped outside to enjoy the fresh breeze. Jeremy was in his garden, watering the plants. He was half-naked, his broad, muscular chest on display.

My eyes drifted lower—he was wearing black boxers, and I could clearly see his hard-on. OMG. I was so turned on. All I could think about was giving him a hot blowjob and riding his hard dick.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I go to my bedroom and open my wardrobe to pack my clothes. But then I realize—if my mother sees my suitcase packed this early, she’ll think something’s up.

So I close the wardrobe and head back to the living room to continue my conversation with Grace. I’ll wait until tomorrow evening, after my parents have left.

It’s Saturday afternoon, so I take my phone, go online, and order potato fries, fried chicken, and ice cream. I wait for my order to arrive, and just as it does, my parents walk in.

We sit together at the dining table, eating and chatting. Suddenly, a thought hits me, and I freeze.

I swallow my food and look at my mom. "Um… does Jeremy know I’m coming to stay with him for two weeks?"

Mum laughs. "Yes, sweetie, he knows—and he agreed. We wouldn’t have sent you there without telling him first."

Inside, I am thrilled. I try my best not to show it.

I say, "Mum, you know how strict he is. Are you saying he’s actually okay with me spending my summer at his house?"