The Ball
Kelly Grace Moss was both sexy and cute... that's my opinion anyway! She had long blonde hair that reached her waist and it always seemed to shimmer in the sunlight. Her face was perfect with sparkling emerald eyes and a smile that could melt your heart in a second. At five foot four with small pert breasts and an athletic figure she was amazing. Her dress sense was both trendy and quirky including an ever changing array of hats and painted fingernails that covered the spectrum of the rainbow. To top it all off she was also intelligent, an A student who had a vibrant personality that made people want to be around her. Yes, Kelly Grace Moss was the perfect girl who I dreamed about all through high school. Perfect for me in every way except for one... she was a self-confessed lesbian!
I'd lived next door to Kelly and her divorced mother Helen for the last four years and we'd struck up a friendship from the day they'd arrived in the neighborhood. The removal men were struggling to get a piano up the front steps and I'd rushed over to help after seeing their predicament. I'd then spent the rest of the day helping them unload the moving truck. I have to admit I think I feel in love with Kelly on that first day... all it took was one of those smiles and I was a gonna!
Over the next four years we walked to school together and spent a fair bit of leisure time in each other's company. She confessed her sexual orientation to me after about six weeks and although my heart sank it didn't stop us from still becoming good friends... she even started calling me 'babe' and I in return invented the rather unsexy tag of 'Mossy' for her.
Both of us were pretty much single during the whole of high school and although we talked about various girls neither of us took a serious plunge into the relationship game. I had a few dates but they went nowhere. It wasn't that I was bad looking or anything and my regular workouts had given me a fairly good six pack in the abs department. I was just kind of shy around girls so didn't try very hard. Plus I still held out hope for my girl next door!
Kelly had an even harder time than me. When she announced her sexual orientation she was the only lesbian girl to 'come out' at school. We lived in a small rural community and homophobia was pretty underlying. Nothing negative was really said to her but it was always hard for younger people to publicly talk or even act on their non heterosexual orientation.
We pretty much both lacked a social life and spent a lot of our time working out in my basement gym. Kelly would join me twice a week and I lived for those sessions seeing her in a crop top and tight leggings with sweat glistening on her sculpted limbs. We also jogged a lot and were both on the school cross country team.
At the end of our senior year the up-coming ball became a big topic of conversation.
"You going to ask anyone to the ball? I mean everyone is moving on to university or jobs next year so they won't be so concerned about you being gay anymore." I mused.
We were sitting facing each other on her bed. I was blowing the polish dry after painting her toenails in assorted colors. A job I had been doing on lazy Sundays for the last three years.
"I'd like to ask Laura Roberts but I'm too scared. I know she's Bi. But it doesn't matter anyway she's going with Tim Porter."
"Didn't she kind of come on to you at that adventure camp the girls went on last month. But then backed off again right?"
"Yeah, I don't know why. Anyway along came mister popular, Tim Porter, and that was that.
"Bummer."
"What about you? Are you going to ask that exchange student who you think is hot?" Mossy quizzed me.
"Nah. To be honest I have trouble understanding her accent at times."
"Well I'm still available if you want and I won't cost you a hotel room and condoms." Kelly said laughing.
"That's the worst proposal I've had all year." I joked back. "But in all fairness it's also the only proposal I've had all year!"
"Oh, poor baby. Not getting any tits and pussy. Come on bring it in for a hug." Her voice was full of mock pity as she stretched out her arms and beckoned me to come closer.
I shuffled across the bed and Kelly drew me in for an embrace.
"So is pressing your twin globes of perkiness with their puffy pink nipples up against my chest supposed to make me feel worse or better?" I quizzed humorously before taking a deep breath smelling her lavender scented hair.
"Oh my gosh! Did you just smell my hair? Kelly exclaimed in surprise, twisting her head to face me.
"I always smell your hair when we hug." I confessed nonchalantly.
"Why?"
"Because it always smells so good... sometimes it's an apple smell and sometimes it's lavender like today."
"It's my shampoo! And you know it's weird to sniff a girl right?"
"You're picking on the sniff when I just told you about your tit's rubbing up against me?"
"Actually the really weird thing is you describing them."
"I've had years to imagine what they look like... was I close."
"Fuck Jack! I'm not telling you that, you randy bastard! The next thing I know you'll be whacking off thinking about them."
"To late, already do." I replied and sniffed her again loud enough for her to hear.
Kelly released me from the hug and pushed me lightly backwards." You pervert!" She was trying to look disgusted but also trying to cover a grin.
"What? You think I don't dream about seeing the best looking girl in town naked." I grinned back.
"I'm gay."
"And a girl... and I like girls. Especially cute, sexy ones like you Mossy."
"What, are you being serious. You really think I'm cute and sexy?"
"On a scale of one to ten you are an eleven."
"Okay... I supposed I should be flattered. But please tell me you don't really jerk off thinking about my tits."
"No can do." I responded with a shrug.
"Bastard! She pushed me away again but with no real menace.
There was a slight pause.
"How do you know I have puffy nipples... you better not have been spying on me through my window." Her tone was mildly accusing.
"Absolutely not... how could you think I'd do that." My response was overly dramatic with a mock hurt tone.
"How then?"
"To be honest you just look like the sort of girl who would have adorable pink puffy nips... highly sensitive and ripe for sucking on."
"Jeez Jack! You know that sounded like a bad romance porn novel." Kelly shook her head as she hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom door. "I'm going to take a shower."
"Hey Mossy, I'm only joking with you. Don't be mad" I was concerned that I'd gone too far.
She turned to look at me, her face flushed. "I know and I'm not.. mad... I don't know what I am."
She entered the bathroom and shut the door.
"Hey, does that proposal for the ball still stand." I shouted through the door.
"Yeah." Was her yelled reply.
As I headed home I inwardly smiled. Was she blushing at what I'd said?
I hadn't lied to Kelly about spying on her, but if I'd had the chance I probably would have. As for her mother... well that was a different story. On Kelly's sixteenth birthday I had decided to surprise her in the morning by bringing her breakfast in bed. She'd joked about me doing it the week before so I made up a tray of scrambled egg, bacon with toast and coffee. I knew where the key was hidden for her back door so I unlocked and went in. Making my way up the stairs I got to the first landing and heard a noise to my right. Glancing across I saw Kelly's Mom standing naked in the bathroom examining her breasts in front of the mirror. She was intently probing and squeezing her boobs obviously looking for lumps or abnormalities. I froze on the spot not wanting her to turn and see me, then decided to descend back down the stairs quietly. I got to where my eye level was with the floor and looking though the banister I could still get a good look at the nude body only ten feet away. Helen was an older version of her daughter in many ways, same height, hair colour, facial features. The only noticeable difference was Helen was carrying a little more weight and her breasts were larger. But she was definitely still a very fuckable lady. I admired her for a few minutes before completing my decent and heading to the back door. Then making a loud entrance I called out 'hello' and started to retrace my steps to the stairs. I heard sudden movement above and the sound of a door closing. When I got to the landing again the bathroom was empty and Helen's door was shut. I delivered my surprise breakfast to Kelly with a big smile on my face!
I masturbated that afternoon to the memory of seeing Helen in all her naked glory. Oh, and she had puffy nipples!
The end of the senior year came and we had a graduation ceremony, followed by the ball a day later. That night I parked in front of Kelly's house and knocked on the front door. Usually I would just go inside and announce my presence from the foyer. Tonight I sensed I needed to be a little more formal.
Now, Kelly wasn't usually one to flaunt her overabundance of cuteness but when the front door opened I was speechless. She had taken a whole new leap in looking utterly alluring and glamorous. Gone was the trademark hat, and multi coloured nails to be replaced with the ultimate tight fitting, short black dress with matching high heels and her hair braided into a long tail with dark highlights.
"Fucken hell!"
"What!" Kelly exclaimed after a five second gap of silence between the opening of the door and my wide eyed remark.
"Ah, sorry I'm here to pick up Kelly is she home?" I said still staring in disbelief at the goddess before me."
"Ha, ha very funny. Do you know how long this took me, and all you can say is, fucken hell."
"You look absolutely amazing Mossy. I mean jaw dropping, va-va voom gorgeous."
"Are you joking or do you like it?"
"Wow... I mean I've always thought you were beautiful and sexy but now you've gone to a whole new level of fucking..."
"Please don't say that word again Jack." Kelly's mother Helen was standing on the stairs looking down at us.
"Ah, yeah sorry. It's just." I held my hands out towards Kelly.
"I know, she looks gorgeous doesn't she." Helen agreed as she descended the stairs.
"Yes Mam. She certainly does. Damn!" I said shaking my head in mock disbelief.
"If you're going to be freaky all night I can go up and change" Kelly responded putting her hands on her hips and staring back.
"No way. I'm going to the ball with the hottest girl in town. You aren't going to change a thing."
"Well I guess I should say thank you for the compliments." She smiled that glorious smile.
"You look very handsome yourself Jack." Helen remarked looking me up and down.
"It's a new jacket and shoes." I responded and shrugged
.
"Well I'm sure the girls will be looking at you tonight and thinking the same thing I do." Helen said with a slight smile and a twinkle in her eye.
"Mum!" Kelly exclaimed, looking at her mother with a look of shock.
"I'm just stating the obvious, you both look very 'hot' sweetheart."
"Mother!" Kelly stepped past me and headed towards the car shaking her head in dismay.
