A Restaurant and Ass Cracks
hii this is a separate series of stories i started writing during the pandemic. it takes places in seattle, washington during the 2000s. researching the city was fun. i will still post stories from the other series btw
(Fiction)
A couple of days before, I was driving to the store, and I noticed a brand-new restaurant had opened up. I called my friend Lily up in the evening and mentioned it. She asked if I was willing to go with her and her boyfriend Gray. I was fine with it, so I was like, yeah, let's do it. To put this into perspective, this is the summer before I started attending College. My outfit of choice was a green tank top and light blue low-rise jeans. I also had on a silver necklace.
I drove to their house in my Toyota Corolla sedan. I rang the doorbell, and Gray opened it. He welcomed me inside and was really chill. I get jealous sometimes; she found the perfect guy on her first attempt. Lily came out in a blue shirt and blue jean shorts. We both complimented each other's outfits and went to my car. I dropped my keys, so I crouched to pick them up. 2 inches of my butt crack was out. I heard Lily laughing a little. Low-rise is the only real option now, so everyone's crack shows. I've seen Lily's too a lot, but it never fails to make some laugh. Some of my friends are really conscious about crack or underwear exposure, but I don't really care that much. Sometimes I like to let my pants just sag because it's comfortable.
A waitress was standing beside a desk near the door and brought us to a seat. This pair of jeans did not fit me well. They looked like they should, but trust me, they didn't. While we walked, I could feel my pants slowly fall lower and lower. Gray and Lily sat in front of me, and I sat on the other side. 4 inches of my butt crack was probably out. The important matter at hand was us deciding on what we wanted to eat, so I forgot my ass showing. The waitress came by later and took our orders. She first asked me what I wanted, and I could tell she was very distracted. She couldn't see my butt crack, but she knew it was my ass cheek skin because of how low my pants were.
When she came back to hand us our food, she mostly looked at those two instead of me. Lily was confused. "What was that about?" I laughed, "I think my butt crack was a bit too much for her." Next to us by the windows were a man and woman who were there the entire time. I never took note of them, but the guy took note of me, apparently. Halfway through eating, I noticed him glancing at my face and skin several times. I looked at him, and he shyly kept his face on the woman, his food, and outside.
After we paid, we went to leave. I scooted my way to the edge of the seat. I had to reach back to get my purse, so I unintentionally gave that man, that woman, and some ppl outside, probably, a direct view of my ass crack. I pulled my pants up and met up with the two. My speed-walking, of course, led to my crack showing when we got to the car. Another car took the space beside us. I waited to see if they'd leave, but they didn't, so I unlocked the car. The window unrolled and I saw two guys. The one on the passenger side told me, "Nice ass, I want some of that." I was annoyed, and that translated into my facial expression. We all got in the car and drove away.
(Fiction)
A couple of days before, I was driving to the store, and I noticed a brand-new restaurant had opened up. I called my friend Lily up in the evening and mentioned it. She asked if I was willing to go with her and her boyfriend Gray. I was fine with it, so I was like, yeah, let's do it. To put this into perspective, this is the summer before I started attending College. My outfit of choice was a green tank top and light blue low-rise jeans. I also had on a silver necklace.
I drove to their house in my Toyota Corolla sedan. I rang the doorbell, and Gray opened it. He welcomed me inside and was really chill. I get jealous sometimes; she found the perfect guy on her first attempt. Lily came out in a blue shirt and blue jean shorts. We both complimented each other's outfits and went to my car. I dropped my keys, so I crouched to pick them up. 2 inches of my butt crack was out. I heard Lily laughing a little. Low-rise is the only real option now, so everyone's crack shows. I've seen Lily's too a lot, but it never fails to make some laugh. Some of my friends are really conscious about crack or underwear exposure, but I don't really care that much. Sometimes I like to let my pants just sag because it's comfortable.
A waitress was standing beside a desk near the door and brought us to a seat. This pair of jeans did not fit me well. They looked like they should, but trust me, they didn't. While we walked, I could feel my pants slowly fall lower and lower. Gray and Lily sat in front of me, and I sat on the other side. 4 inches of my butt crack was probably out. The important matter at hand was us deciding on what we wanted to eat, so I forgot my ass showing. The waitress came by later and took our orders. She first asked me what I wanted, and I could tell she was very distracted. She couldn't see my butt crack, but she knew it was my ass cheek skin because of how low my pants were.
When she came back to hand us our food, she mostly looked at those two instead of me. Lily was confused. "What was that about?" I laughed, "I think my butt crack was a bit too much for her." Next to us by the windows were a man and woman who were there the entire time. I never took note of them, but the guy took note of me, apparently. Halfway through eating, I noticed him glancing at my face and skin several times. I looked at him, and he shyly kept his face on the woman, his food, and outside.
After we paid, we went to leave. I scooted my way to the edge of the seat. I had to reach back to get my purse, so I unintentionally gave that man, that woman, and some ppl outside, probably, a direct view of my ass crack. I pulled my pants up and met up with the two. My speed-walking, of course, led to my crack showing when we got to the car. Another car took the space beside us. I waited to see if they'd leave, but they didn't, so I unlocked the car. The window unrolled and I saw two guys. The one on the passenger side told me, "Nice ass, I want some of that." I was annoyed, and that translated into my facial expression. We all got in the car and drove away.
18-21, F