She was short, about 5'2, with honey blonde hair and an attractive ass. Wearing a tight baby blue blouse that hugged her slender figure well, I noticed her nice, medium sized breasts peeking out from under her clothing. If I had to take an educated guess, I would say they were full a full B cup. Her top was nicely paired with her slim jeans, which accentuated her ass perfectly.
Armed with a cute baby face and luscious pink lips, she was indeed a jewel among the more plain students who studied at my school.
Unable to resist her beauty, I decided to make her acquaintance. Putting on my best smile, I approached her, "Hey there."
Seeing me, she gave me one of her most shattering smiles, "Why hello."
An awkward silence ensued.
I need to think of something to say quickly.
"I'm David," I stuttered out, conscious of how I was dressed for the first time in months. "Are you new here?"
"Yes."
Another awkward silence.
Damn, this is just fabulous.
"So…uh, what class are you in?
"2A. This place seems like a maze. How do you find your way around?"
"That's a coincidence. I am in the same class too, 2A. Would you like me to walk you there?"
"Sure, thanks David," She gave me a smile of relief. "At least I won't be late for class again."
Waiting for her to grab her books, I led her to our class all the while trying my best to make small talk. After a few minutes of digging, I found out her father's occupation, he is a manager situated in the West.
However, as Jasmine wanted to study in the east, she rented an apartment here. She also had a younger sister, Amelia, who would be coming down in two months.
In the classroom the only empty seat in the classroom was the one beside me so Jasmine sat next to me.
Turning to me, she said. "So your locker's beside mine, we're in the same class and we sit together. Wow, a lot of coincidences."
"Mmm hmm. So does the string of coincidences appeal to you?" I replied with a grin.
"Maybe." She grinned back.
And this is how it all began.
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A month passed. We met up at our lockers every day and I always walked Jasmine to class. As time passed our bond grew. It also helped that we shared the identical subject combinations, with the exception that I took Physics, and she Biology, other than that, our time at school intercepted quite often.
One afternoon, Jasmine beckoned me as I was just about to leave the classroom. She asked if I had the time to tutor her in math after school at her place.
She explained that she did horribly on the test. With every passing word as she explained, her face began to flush and her squirming reached new heights. Looking at her cute, adorable face, how could anyone have the heart to decline?
The Saturday afternoon arrived. Toweling myself dry, I looked into my full length mirror as I tousled my sandy brown hair. It slowly curled back to its natural look.
I wouldn't say I'm very fit. However, years spent playing tennis paid off well because it toned my upper body muscles and gave me a nice, rich tan.
Daily swimming had led to a well rounded body and broad shoulders. As I walked into my room, I put on a navy, long sleeved t-shirt and a pair of brown khakis. After dabbing on some cologne, I was good to go. I grabbed my backpack and slung it over my shoulders.
As I was walking to the front door, my mum saw me from the kitchen counter.
"David, are you going out for a date? You look so prim and proper. It's been so long since you had a girlfriend."
"Hilarious mum, I'm just going over to my friend's house to teach her some math."
She looked up from cutting her fruits and commented. "Her? Who's the lucky girl?"
"Ah, her name is Jasmine," I said dismissively. "She's new in school."
"Oh. Ah well, have fun then. Don't stay up too late."
"Okay."
I hailed a cab to Jasmine's house, with each passing street the houses grew noticeably bigger and grander. As I got off the cab, I noticed her house had a small porch and a garden with a pond in the middle.
Her father's business must be doing pretty well to live in such a nice place alone. I reached for the intercom and waited tentatively. Soon, her sweet voice filled the speakers.
"Is that you David? Come on in."
The automatic gate slid past like a whisper and there she was at the door steps.
The moment I saw her, my first thought was,
"Oh my god, she looks so hot."
She was wearing a red halter top that cupped her breasts nicely and it showed off her nice toned arms. Her short shorts were displaying her nicely shaped calves and her fat free thighs.
She was drying her hair, a towel in her left hand, the other holding a comb as she lightly brushed her blond hair until it cascaded perfectly onto her shoulders.
She looked so stunning that I was at a lost for words for a couple of seconds till I caught myself.
"H... hey."
"Hey, you," she smiled coyly. "Aren't you a bit early?"
"Maybe, do you need some more time?"
"Nope, come on in, make yourself at home. Do you need any drinks?"
"Naw, I'm good."
From the outside, her house looked very grand. However, as I stepped inside, the interior was simple. There was a couch and a flat screen LCD television. The sunlight which streamed through the window was blocked by the golden drapes that hung down from the window frame.
It matched perfectly with the creamy brown walls that surrounded it.
She led me upstairs to the study room. As she was walking up the staircase, her shapely ass swayed in front of me. Resisting the temptation to squeeze it, I satisfied myself with just staring at it.
As I gazed upwards, I saw she was not wearing any bra as her halter top was backless, I would have noticed if she wore a bra. I kept fantasizing what her breasts would look like beneath the top and my cock grew semi-erect just thinking about it.
As I entered the room, I dropped my bag on the floor and began taking out the stuff we needed. From this vantage point, I could see the side of her breast as she sat on a chair. I stole many glances until I involuntarily straightened up and sat beside her.
I realised that I had not been this close to Jasmine, not even in class. Although we sit beside each other during class, there was always this invisible boundary that she had that I didn't dare cross. Now, however, I could smell the delicious scent of her shampoo lightly wafting into my nose. I tried to tear my gaze away from the side of her breast and distract myself by attempting to solve a question.
"Hey David, how do you do this question?" she asked, while she was lightly tapping her pen on those pink, luscious lips of hers. Her mouth was open slightly like it was an invitation for me to kiss them.
I was distracted by that sight that I forgot what she asked. "Huh?"
"This one, over here." She leaned towards me and I could feel her breasts pressing against my arm. I could feel her nipples, hard little nubs on my arm. And as I looked down to view the question, my eyes had other ideas. They averted to Jasmine's chest and to my delight, her top had loosened up as she was leaning forward and I could see the top of her breasts.
This proved too much as my cock grew harder. "Excuse me." I hastily said as I dashed to the bathroom. I splashed my face with water to cool myself down and thought to myself, "
is she doing this on purpose? God, those tits looked so gorgeous."
As my erection subsided, I returned back to the room.
"Sorry about that. Nature calls."
"It's ok, so about that question, how do you solve it?" she arched her eyebrows in anticipation of my answer.
"Well, first you have to find their common multiple." And as I taught her the, hours flew past and Mother Nature decided to change the weather.
We heard distant thunder claps I glanced out of the window and noticed the weather was turning dark and angry. The soft patter of rain drumming on the window announced that this was no regular light sprinkle but an oncoming storm. From the looks of the darkness that had quickly enveloped the town, it seemed that it was going to be an all-nighter.
As I was deliberating whether to brave the rain and go home or stay here for the night, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was my mum. I excused myself and walked out of the room to answer.