It's been a few years since I've written a new story. If you've read any of my stories, you know I pretty much just write from the heart and off the top of my head. So here it goes. Oh, I want to thank one of my old writing friends for taking a chance on me and editing this story. She knows who she is. I really do appreciate her.
It all started when I was in high school. We lived in Michigan but my dad got a great job offer in Ohio. We had to move right after Easter so I had to start in a new school. I had two older sisters. One was recently married and the other stayed with her because she was graduating soon and starting college.
Where we moved had two high schools: a Catholic school and a public school. Seeing I wasn't Catholic it was a fairly easy choice. I started on the following Monday. It wasn't easy starting over and not knowing anyone, especially as an eighteen-year-old. Then there was always the problem the Ohio State followers had about the Michigan and Michigan State teams. They were always a big rivalry. I was never big into sports and just explained that I didn't care what team won. I said when I was in Michigan, I rooted for Michigan and now I was in Ohio, I'd root for Ohio. That seemed to handle the sports situation.
I didn't mention that I was an excellent student. Not to blow my own horn but I was an all A student and rarely had to study. If I saw someone struggling in a subject, I did my best to help. I made some new friends pretty fast by doing that. My pastime was working with computers. I wasn't all that good on the games but I loved the inner workings of them. In fact, I was hoping to go to college to study technical engineering. When it came to computers, typewriters, copy machines, and other electrical machines, I wanted to know everything about them all.
I had dated a lot when I was in Michigan and hoped to find someone here in Ohio. Even though I wasn't into sports I kept myself in good physical condition. Not to brag but I thought I was a rather handsome young fellow and was told so by many girls.
One of the first girls I met was Jenny. Damn, she was a cutie. She ended up being my partner in biology class. We hit it off great until I asked her out and she told me she had a boyfriend that went to the Catholic school. His name was Rod. I met him a couple of weeks later.
I loved dating and making out with the girls. I really never tried to get into their pants but a couple of times thing went further than they should have. See, my mom constantly reminded me of how to treat girls. She would say, "treat them the way you would want boys to treat your sisters". For some reason that always stuck with me and I did treat the girls I dated with courtesy.
Summer came and I spent a lot of time at the beach. The girls were plentiful and I was gone all the time. Between the girls and learning what I could about computers, time flew by. I dated dozens of girls but never really got serious about any of them. My best friend was still Jenny. She was the one gal I could have fell for but I didn't go after another guys girl.
The following summer I got a job at a super market. My dad said if I needed money to go out and earn it, which is what I did. I started my senior year and went into a Co-op class. What this was about was I would spend half a day in school and the other half I would have a job to go to. I asked the teacher if my job at the supermarket qualified and he said it did.
I took advanced typing and found that I was the only guy in the class. Talk about getting the pick of the litter. I probably dated half of the forty girls in class. If a typewriter broke down, Mr. Willis, our teacher, asked me to look at it. Most of the time, I was able to repair it.
It was during the Christmas holiday that I was working in the store with my buddy Don. He went to the Catholic school but we became really good friends. A girl came into the store that I didn't remember seeing before. She said hi to Don and talked to him a few minutes before she went shopping with her mom. All I could do was stare at her.
She just caught my eye and I knew I needed to know more about her. Don told me that she attended the same school as him and was a senior like he was. He mentioned she lived on the other side of town but just happened to be in the neighborhood. I must have asked him a dozen questions about her until he told me to ask her myself. She and her mom were checking out in my aisle. He told me her name was Kathy.
I said, "Hi Kathy."
She just looked at me.
"Do I know you?" she asked.
"No, my name is Jerrod and I would really like to get to know you. Are you busy Friday night?"
She stared at me and looked back at her mother. I know she was lost for words.
"Kathy, do you believe in love at first sight? I do and I want to get to know you better."
Her mother started toward the door with her groceries but Kathy was still standing there. She took out a piece of paper and gave me her phone number.
"Call me," she said and quickly headed for the door.
I called her that night and she said she didn't know what she was doing since she never met me until that day. I told her that I felt something between us that I never felt before and I want to know more. All I wanted was a simple date so we could talk and get to know each other. She finally agreed and we were going to a restaurant and maybe a movie.
When I picked her up in my little car she said her mom wasn't thrilled with her going out with me and to be home early. We talked during dinner and after the movie, I took her home. She invited me into the house where I met her mother. She was nice enough but I don't think she was too keen on me dating her daughter. Her father was a truck driver and I never met him until a couple of weeks later. He didn't seem very happy with me either. I guess my feelings for their daughter showed.
We went down to the finished basement, which was a finished rec room and had a TV down there. We sat on the couch and talked some more. That's when I leaned over and kissed her for the first time. We both knew that after that first kiss that we would be a couple.
She told me that she never dated a lot and that her parents were quite strict. But since she turned eighteen, they loosened the reins. She'd never been with a guy and said she was saving herself for marriage. I was only the second guy she invited into the rec room. I asked who the other guy was and she smiled and said a guy from school. His mother and her mother were good friends and worked together.
We changed the conversation and she told me she was going to go to the community college and take some pre-nursing courses and if she liked it she was going to a major college to earn a four year degree. I explained to her that I was going to college for my engineering degree. She knew I was big on repairing computers. I told her I wasn't sure what college I was going to but I had a number of scholarships to choose from. What I really wanted was to be close to her.
I can't explain it but Kathy was the only girl I felt so strong about. It just wasn't like me to feel that way. Was it truly love or what they call puppy love? I just didn't know.
For the next month or so, we went out as much as we could. With being in school and finals coming up and having a job, it didn't leave much time. Maybe that's where the statement about being apart makes the heart grow fonder came from.
On our dates, she was actually letting me play with her large breasts. I would unbutton her blouse, undo her bra, and gently rub them. I was also unbuckling her jeans and rubbing the lower part of her belly. God, I loved the area of a woman's body between her belly button and her pussy. I had to constantly promise her that we would not have intercourse.
I would call her whenever I could and send messages for Jenny to give to her boyfriend Rob to Kathy. We became good friends and for me Jenny was a close second to Kathy. Our prom was coming up and I asked Kathy if she would go with me. I even told her I would take her to her prom, which was the following week. She agreed and I was so happy.
She talked to her mother and got back to me.
"Jer, (she called me Jer short for Jerrod), we have a problem. Mom said I could go with you to your prom but my school has a stupid rule that you have to go to our school to go to our prom."
"What are we going to do?" I asked.
"Mom's friend at work wanted to know if I would go with her son Eric to my prom. Mom told me I could go to both or nether, it was my choice. I want to go with you so bad but mom is steadfast on her decision. She said it's only a dance and I should want to go to my own school prom. We argued for hours and I finally told her I'd go with Eric to my prom. It's only a dance and only one day."
She could tell I was pissed, but what choice did I have? I really wanted her to go with me to my prom. I talked to Jenny and asked her what Rob was going to do since he was in the same boat. She told me he was just going to our prom. I told her Kathy didn't have that choice. It was both or nether.
Jenny told me something that bothered me a lot. Eric was Kathy's old boyfriend before she met me. Kathy had always told me they were just friends. I had to admit it bothered me.
On the day of my prom, we had six couples that were going to hang around together. We were all going out to dinner to a fancy restaurant and then to the gym where it was all set up for the big ta-do. My dad let me borrow his luxury car so I could impress Kathy. She thought it was nice of my dad to loan me his vehicle. I picked up Jenny and Rob and they rode with us. We met the other four couples at the restaurant.
We were having a great time and making a lot of noise but the manager knew we were out for our prom and just left us alone. It was funny seeing some of the chaperons for the prom eating at the same restaurant. Jenny ran over and took a sip of their drink. It was all in fun and no one said anything. After dinner, we all headed over to the prom. The place looked beautiful and we all had our pictures taken. We found our table and had all kinds of snacks on it. A couple of the guys got up and brought us all a soda.
We started dancing. For the fast songs, the girls kicked off their shoes. On the slow songs, I held Kathy as close as I could. I'd never felt that close to any woman or girl in my life. I did dance with each of the other girls in our group but I always went back to Kathy. I honestly felt I was in love even without knowing what true love really was.
We had another plan for the next morning. We would be by to pick them up at eight and all head out to the beach. All our dates knew about it and thought it would be fun. A few girls said they had arguments with their mothers about it but the mothers gave in eventually including Kathy's mom. I guess they thought we just wanted to enjoy our last month of being in school.
