Amy only halfway fit in with the popular crowd at this pool party. It was half of something we had in common. I was there by invitation of a friend with just enough of an in, who then flaked and left me on my own.
Graduation loomed and the pool full of beautiful, out of my league people, and me, were all over 18. Hope springs eternal though, even when so obviously futile. My success rate so far said that any girl was out of my league.
The sun sat low over the house, casting half the backyard in deepening shadow and the other half in bright sun, a glare in the eyes of anyone from the pool who might be bothered to look my way.
Amy was barely an acquaintance, but we were known to each other from calculus class. She was a geek too. I noticed her in her bright yellow bikini more than once, and looked away each time she caught me.
Once, she smiled. I looked away, surely snapping that least thread of hope. I headed toward the house in vague pursuit of a snack, or just an exit. She came out of nowhere and pushed me against the wall.
"Hi, Carl." her eyes bored into mine, her hand on the wall, pinning me. Without another word, she kissed me. A real kiss, deep and probing. I was too nervous to react. She pulled away and looked me in the eye again, sizing me up.
"Hi, Amy", I said, and she was back on my mouth. My lips reacted, the rest of me frozen. I pressed the wall with my back and hands, seeking escape, until my dick caught on and it too reacted.
Her body hadn't touched mine. I was terrified that it would, and reveal my embarrassment. I was more terrified that she would back away and reveal it to everyone in the pool, though so far, none had dared peer against the glare into the shadows we occupied.
