For a while, her roommate kept bringing her boyfriend over, so Sophia would make herself scarce. A few times I saw her at the internet cafe using Yahoo Messenger. I asked what was up, and she told me the reason. I suggested, “Why don’t you come up to my room and hang out?”

A few days later, she actually came up. I was playing Vo Lam Truyen Ky (an old MMORPG), and she sat watching, asking random questions about the game. Back then there were guilds and all that stuff. Around 11 PM she went back down, but her roommate’s boyfriend still hadn’t left, so she came back up and eventually fell asleep on my bed. I turned around and took a good look at her. She was genuinely beautiful — fair skin, typical of girls from the northern coastal areas, with that smooth, pale complexion.

While I was staring, her phone buzzed. She woke up, saw me looking at her like that, got embarrassed, said goodbye, and left. Only then did I snap out of it.

After that, every couple of weeks she would come up to my room. Sometimes I’d invite her to the lake, sometimes we’d stroll around the park. We’d see other couples and she’d feel shy, but I loved it. She told me she was from a small coastal town, went to college with her roommate, and had recently moved here. Her roommate’s boyfriend was pushing her to move in with him. Sophia was okay with anything, but her salary was still low, so she preferred to keep sharing rent. She didn’t want to ask her parents for too much money. She had one ex back in freshman year, but the long distance ended it peacefully.

Eventually, the spark between us caught fire. One night I got bold, tilted her chin up, and gave her a light kiss on the lips before pulling away. I was ready to jump out the window if she rejected or cursed me… but she didn’t say anything, just told me she was going back to her room.

After 10 PM I saw her roommate’s boyfriend had finally left. She went into her room without saying a word, which made me nervous as hell. That night I couldn’t sleep. I texted her an apology but got no reply. I tossed and turned, then played games until almost 2 AM when I got a message: “Come out to the hallway.”

I went out. She was wearing a light jacket against the chill, no bra underneath, her face still looking annoyed. The stairwell landing was empty — everyone was asleep. We stood there in silence until I spoke first:

“I’m sorry… but I really like you.”

She replied: “But this won’t lead anywhere…”

I said: “I don’t care. If you can wait for me, after I graduate and get stable, I’ll marry you…”

She didn’t say anything. I pulled her into my arms. She tilted her head back, and I gave her a deep, passionate kiss…

After the kiss, we just sat and talked for nearly an hour before she went back to her room. I tried to invite her into mine, but she refused.

The next morning I woke up late and skipped class. I went down to her room around 7 AM and she still hadn’t left for work. She said she slept late and was too tired. I gently pushed her inside, gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She playfully hit my chest.

That evening I wandered around the neighborhood and heard some guys shouting about playing Age of Empires. I was into that game, though I still sucked at it. I went back down to Sophia’s room and found her watching Avatar. The movie wasn’t super new anymore, and she was watching a low-quality 2D version on her old, thick monitor that hurt the eyes. I told her:

“Come up to my room and watch it. I have a good monitor.”

“What will you do to me if I come up?” she teased. Damn, that ambiguous line got me so turned on…

She wouldn’t come up that night, but agreed to let me help her buy a new monitor on Saturday. We watched for a while until we got bored and lay down on her bed. Her room smelled so good — like a girl’s room. She had a mini-fridge since she worked. I opened it but didn’t see anything worth drinking, so I suggested we go out. I bought some grilled corn and Red Bull from the street. It was late October, still a bit chilly. On the way back to the boarding house, someone scared me so badly I almost pissed myself. I turned around laughing — it was Sophia. I almost punched her.

I went into her room with an annoyed face, making her feel a little guilty. She peeled the corn for me, and I smiled and let it go.

At 10 PM I was about to leave, but her roommate still wasn’t back. She said her roommate was staying over at her boyfriend’s place. Their landlord locked the gate at 10. I thought about how lucky we were — our landlady let us stay out until 11, and only rented to students, no families or locals.

Since her roommate wasn’t coming back, I said I’d finish the movie with her. The film was long, and we had to pause several times. When the main couple had their romantic scene, I got emotional and hugged her. She let me at first, then turned and glared before pulling away. I pulled her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her waist. She didn’t say anything, just squirmed a little — probably because my hard cock was pressing against her ass.

By then I couldn’t focus on the movie anymore. Our breathing was heavy. I had more experience with this stuff. I gently tilted her chin and kissed her. Soon she turned and kissed me back passionately. My hands roamed to her breasts. She trembled, her eyes hazy with lust. Her breasts were the perfect handful, though I prefer them bigger. Her ass was amazing from all the walking she did. I groped her ass and breasts, trying to pull her shirt up to suck on them, but she stopped me and whispered, “Don’t you think this is too fast?”

Too fast? Hell no. But I said, “I really love you. I’ve liked you since the day you moved in. You’re so beautiful.” She hugged me tightly for a long time, pressing her face into my chest.

She asked: “What do you think of me?”

“You’re beautiful.”

“I mean my personality,” she pouted.

“Ah, you seem nice but a bit cold and standoffish. People around here say you don’t talk much.”

“And you?”

“I think you seem cold on the outside, but on the inside…”

“Inside what?”

“You’re very white,” I laughed.

She tried to hit me, but I caught her hand. We talked a bit more before I went back to sleep. I couldn’t fall asleep for a while. I texted her: “Good night! Love you!”

That weekend I took her to buy the monitor on her scooter. That thing drank gas like water — $4 barely made a difference when gas was around $3 a gallon back then. We got a nice Samsung monitor for about $180. She suggested we walk by the lake for a bit. We left the monitor at a shop and picked it up later. Holding her hand by the lake, I was sweating even though it wasn’t that hot. She asked if I was nervous. I said no, it was just the dry weather. We strolled, bought some books, ate ice cream, and I got her a copy of 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami — a weird but interesting book. On the way back she hugged me like we were really dating. She had probably accepted it, even though everything was moving so fast it made me think.

We got back to the boarding house after 11 PM, bought some sandwiches for lunch, and they were delicious. Setting up the monitor was easy. We watched movies on it and she kept praising how good it looked.

Most students went home that weekend, so her roommate wasn’t there. That night we cuddled in my room. We started watching a movie, but after five minutes our lips were locked. Her 23-year-old mouth tasted so sweet. With the lights off and only the screen glowing, we got lost in each other. We took off our outer layers. Her breasts were swollen and firm — she was clearly turned on. I kissed her softly, then in the heat of the moment pulled her shirt off completely. I wrapped us in a blanket against the chill and buried my face in her breasts, licking and sucking. I moved lower toward her belly, but damn — she was on her period. She smiled when she saw my disappointed face. We just made out for a while. I told her to sleep over, but she refused. She gave my cock a light stroke and left. It was just after 10, so I opened Pornhub, jerked off (came a lot that night), chatted on Messenger for a bit, and went to sleep dreaming of her.

Early November brought colder winds and rain, and our relationship grew deeper with every cold night. The whole neighborhood was quiet after dark. You’d hear guys in the boys’ rooms playing games, while the girls’ rooms had movie sounds or the occasional “Who the fuck is downloading and killing the internet?” or “This YouTube is lagging like shit.” I didn’t care — I had Sophia.

She told me she had signed a full-time contract but would have to move a bit farther away, meaning earlier mornings. She had the next two weekends free to shop for things for her new place.

Some people in the boarding house guessed we were together, but no one really cared. There wasn’t much socializing except for a few guys who played Age of Empires or the freshmen economics majors on the third floor. Sophia came up to my room again, pulled the desk close, and we watched movies (no laptop yet, so it was inconvenient). She said I smelled nice for a guy. I thought to myself, Even my shit wouldn’t smell bad to you right now.

We talked about the past. She said she had many guys chasing her but liked boys who were skilled and had a bit of a rough edge. I teased her about that, then pulled her in for a kiss. That night her roommate was away again — she was about to move out. Things progressed naturally. Just as I expected, Sophia’s pussy was plump and lightly trimmed. After fingering her for a while she was soaking wet. I ate her out for a couple of minutes until she came, shaking. When she recovered, I positioned my cock at her entrance. She looked at me with eager eyes. I tried to go slow at first, but I couldn’t hold back. I thrust hard for a few minutes and came deep inside her. Her tight pussy squeezed me so intensely. After the pleasure faded, I got a little scared about pregnancy, but she reassured me it was a safe day.

After cleaning up in the bathroom, my cock was hard again. This time we went for round two — longer, with all the basic positions. I came even more than the first time. We were exhausted and fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up with her still naked in my arms. I pulled her closer and whispered, “I love you.” She smiled happily. I wanted another round, but she pushed me away saying we should go buy clothes. We stopped for bun cha (grilled pork with noodles) — it was delicious, probably because we had burned so many calories the night before.

After eating, we went shopping. A cute store clerk (probably a student working part-time) greeted us. Sophia mostly picked office blouses since the bank didn’t have uniforms yet. Seeing her in those professional clothes was incredibly hot — half the buttons open, teasing. Her breasts were average, but her ass looked amazing in the fitted pants. I sat there staring like an idiot for ages.

We spent nearly two hours shopping. It started raining lightly, so we went back to the boarding house. She cooked beef with pickled vegetables — it was so good I ate tons of rice. I loved her so much. After dinner we cuddled under the blanket watching movies. I sat behind her, rubbing my cock against her, hands roaming, lips on her ear… Three minutes later she couldn’t take it. She pushed me down and kissed me for a full five minutes until we were breathless.

What I found cutest was that Sophia wasn’t very skilled or active in bed — she was quite passive. But that made her even more adorable, like an innocent 18-year-old. When I got tired she’d say, “Take your shirt off, I want to kiss your chest.” I’d dive back in, sucking her breasts, eating her out, then thrusting deep. The wet sounds were so lewd. Being a 19-20-year-old guy, I could go twice easily. I remember her saying, “Stop, it’s getting sore, give me a break.” We cuddled all afternoon, then went for a walk by the lake. I thought our love would never end.

Our sex life wasn’t particularly wild. She was quite traditional and wouldn’t give blowjobs. She wasn’t extremely horny by nature. Once we were officially together, the gap between a working woman and a college student started to show.

In December I started studying hard for exams. We went out less, and she deliberately came to my room less so I could focus. A beautiful girl with a good job in the city — of course many guys were after her. I had thought about it before. She always replied to messages politely and even gave me her phone password. I knew she loved me, but my immature jealousy created scary silences between us.

Long story short, after New Year’s she moved closer to her office. I started distancing myself even though she tried to hold on. I felt insecure standing next to her. Today she has two adorable kids and is still as beautiful as ever. Her husband is her former boss who later moved to another bank. They have a happy life. I’m also happily married and about to welcome my second child. We live quite close but never speak. That’s why when you grow up, you finally have the ability to keep love. These are just beautiful memories.

— The End —

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