I’m standing in my bedroom looking at my naked body in the large mirror on my closet door. Five days ago we had my eighteenth birthday party here, in our huge back yard, and yesterday was the last day of class of my junior year in high school. I’ve got all this summer to relax and enjoy myself. Oh, I have a dinky job working part time, mostly during the busy hours on weekends, at a nice women’s clothes store. But that’s just for spending money. And, to get discounts on some clothes I like.
At the party one of the guys said I looked like Britney Spears. So I’m looking at my body and I guess maybe I do, a little. We both have really fit bodies. I’m sure she works out a lot. I do more work than most people would realize. Being a cheerleader is almost like being a professional dancer. We do a lot of work. And I run on the school track just about every day, just to stay fit. But there are differences. I think my boobs are a little bigger than hers. It seems to run in our family. My Mom and my sisters have pretty major breasts, too. Mine seemed to have grown more the last year. I sort of hope they don’t keep growing or I’ll be some sort of freak. Right now, they’re really great. And, I’m a real blonde and I suspect Britney isn’t. I bet my pubic hair is a lot lighter than hers. Unless she’s shaved hers. I haven’t. I have blue eyes, I think hers are brown. And I don’t think we really look alike in the face, either. She seems a little tough or something. I’m more of a kewpie doll. I guess it’s cute but I don’t really like my face that much. And I don’t like being so short. Only 5’3”. But I do like my body.
The party was fun. A lot of the kids went swimming. I didn’t. I was having my period then. Our house and our neighbors’ are at the end of the street. A dead end or cul de sac. So we have big back yards. My parents and the neighbors, years ago I guess, decided to treat both yards as one big one. They put in a pool and my parents put in a fancy barbecue thing. So we always share parties and both always use the whole area. My older sisters and their boys always had parties like I just had. My oldest sister, Margaret, is married now. My next oldest, Janet, is just ending her junior year in college. She was in the same class as the neighbors’ youngest boy, Jack.. Ah, Jack. I’ve always had a crush on him. It’s like having Brad Pitt live next door. He’s such a sexy guy. And he was always nice to me. I mean, no one wanted me, the runt, to tag along. But he was never mean about it or anything. He’s off at college, too.
As I start to think about Jack, I start to feel horny. I tend to think of him when I masturbate. I think of sex a lot, almost all the time. I don’t know why I haven’t actually done it yet. I’ve sure watched couples doing everything possible with each other on the ‘net. I guess I’m scared of it a little, wonder if I’ll be any good at it or like it. I've dated a lot and guys have sure tried things with me. But so far no one has ever done the right thing at the right time. They try to hard or to fast. At school they call me the Ice Queen. I know, I’ve heard it. But I’m not. I mean, I really want to do everything I’ve seen.
Here I am looking at myself, naked, fingering myself, feeling all hot. It’s only ten in the morning. I better get my mind off of this. So I try on my bathing suit. Jeez, I need a new one. The bra doesn’t begin to hold my boobs any more. I knew they had grown but, gee, this is almost obscene, They’re practically hanging out. And the bottom is all stretched. It’s loose. I can see my pubic hair. Oh well, all I’m going to do is swim a little and then lay out in the sun and relax in my own back yard. No one is going to see me. No one can see into our yard from the street and the houses behind are down a hill, probably fifty or sixty feet down. So you can only see into the yard from our two houses. And there’s nobody here but me. My parents are at work and so are the neighbors. So what difference does the bathing suit make. I could probably go out there naked and nobody would ever know.
I lay my towel down, my sun screen, walk over to the pool. I know the water will seem cold so the only thing to do is dive in and get it over with. I do. Jeez this is freezing. I swim down to the end with the diving board, then back, then back and forth several times. Once I get used to it, it isn’t so cold. I hear something. There’s someone in our neighbors’ house. I go over to the side of the pool, hold on and look. The door’s opening. It’s Jack! I thought he was at school all this summer but he’s here.
“Jack,” I call out, lifting myself a little out of the water. He looks over at me, a questioning look on his face. He smiles.
“Melody,” he says. “I didn’t realize anyone was out here.”
“I thought you were still at school, “ I say. He walks over towards me.
“I was. I decided I needed some quiet to study so I’m home for the summer. I hope to catch up on all my courses so I’ll do well next year and get some better grades, maybe get into graduate school.”
He sees my stuff and goes over to it and puts his towel down next to mine and then comes to the pool and dives in. I swim toward the deep end and he starts swimming laps, back and forth. I do what I usually do about now, climb out and go on the diving board to practice different dives. He watches me and when I come up, he swims over to me.
“Melody, you’ve really grown up,” he says, “You have a beautiful body. You’re a really sexy girl now.”
I have no idea what to do, so I grin at him and swim over to the side and climb out and go out on the board again.
“Wow,” he says, “you could be a center fold!”
I dive in. I love to hear him say that but I have no idea what to say to him. So I swim to the side and climb out and go over and sit down on my towel and start spreading some sun screen on. He swims back and forth in the pool maybe a dozen or so times and then climbs out and come over to me and sits down on his towel next to me. Now, I’m laying on my stomach.
“I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Melody,” he says, “I was just surprised to see that you’re such a sexy girl now.”
I’ve got to answer him, so I push up my upper body and roll slightly onto my side so I’m facing him. “That’s o.k., Jack,” I say. I can see his face. He’s looking at my body. I glance down and realize my boobs are just about fully hanging out, my bottom is twisted a little and I can see pubic hair. I need to do something to cover myself more but anything I would do would just make things worse. I have no idea what to do so I do nothing. He looks at me and smiles.
“I envy whoever it is that you’re dating and is getting to make use of that lovely, sexy body.”
“I’m not dating anyone,” I say, “and no one is, whatever it was you said, ‘making use’ of my body.” Then I lay back down on my stomach again.
“I’m sorry, Melody. I don’t want to insult you or anything. It’s just that I can’t imagine how the guys at school could be so dense that you don’t have boys all over you.”
