Introduction and Chapter One
It had been months since his last visit. She waited nervously at the airport, pulling at her skirt wondering if it was too short. As she watched the gate she looked over at the board to see how long before he arrived.
They met in high school. She was a senior who took dance classes on the weekends and went to the gym occasionally but still had that curvy figure and a full chest. He was a transfer courting a girl from his dance class. The only reason he took it was to try and hook up with her he had been trying for weeks with no luck. Here he was at a new school and the girl he was courting was also the only one he knew. It was only the second week of school and as he was getting ready to head for the bus he noticed his crush talking to one of her friends. When he approached his crushes friend smiled and was introduced as Natalie. He in turn introduced himself as Kyle. On a whim he invited her to his football game that weekend and was almost startled at how excited she seemed.
When he walked up every thought left her head and she fought not to drool. He stood almost a foot above her 5'4 with short cut red hair and broad shoulders. The perfect picture of strength without being too intimidating. She readily agreed to go to the football game, anything to see this guy again. While she couldn't put her finger on it there was something about him, something that drew her to him. After the football game they joined up some friends for food, even though the team lost everyone still felt like celebrating. She was trying to decide if he looked better in the uniform or in his regular clothes.
It only took a few weeks of hanging out before the passion got the better of them and they ended up in his bed. Their motions were frantic as though they couldn't get enough of each other. She was startled at how large he was, it turned out his body was perfectly proportioned. His hands always seemed to find the right spot to grab on her hips, pulling her onto him harder. She was drenched, but tight, her back arching as her pleasure ran through her over and over again. She could feel his breath on her neck, his strength, yet his gentleness with her. In the end it left her in a daze, not wanting to move but her habits kicked in and she gathered up her clothes and prepared to leave as he went to rinse his face. It was clear she wasn't used to relationships, and almost wasn't looking for one.
Through their senior year they formed an odd relationship, of workout partners and sex buddies. It was wonderful for her; he was there when she wanted to escape the terrors at home. While his family certainly wasn't the richest they greeted her with a warm kindness and didn't seem to mind when she stayed over often. Yet, nothing remains perfect and in high school drama reigned supreme. She was unwilling to offer more than sex, and he knew she couldn't handle more. He longed for a relationship, and she didn't deny him his girlfriends. They swore over and over they would just be friends, but she couldn't leave him alone, and he found himself drawn back to her over and over. He would compare her to his current girlfriend and discover he missed that connection. The way she responded to him and the way he in turn responded to her.