Karen & Kelly

Karen & Kelly

My name is Mathew, everybody calls me Matt. I live in a big city up north. Summer vacation is over and today is the first day of junior high school. That’s the day I first saw Karen, she was walking down the hallway with a couple of friends of hers.

None of the girls that I went to elementary school with ever dressed is tight sexy clothes. Karen’s hips were swaying in a way I had never seen before. She was wearing black hip-hugger jeans and a form fitting green knit blouse. I could see about an inch of skin between her jeans and blouse.

The form fit of her blouse showed where her navel was and the fit was snug up her flat stomach to the bottom of her breasts and all the way up and over to her neck. For a split second I thought I could see one of her nipples sticking out. As I got closer to her we made eye contact. She smiled at me.

She was the prettiest girl I have ever seen. She had short black hair. Her bangs framed her face, and the longer hair on the side of her face ended in points just below her mouth. She had dark brown puppy dog eyes that could melt a hole in solid steel. When I got to within five feet of her I ran smack into an open classroom door.

I hit the floor and everything I was carrying flew out of my hands. I heard a bunch of laughter but couldn’t tell where it was coming from. I started picking things up as fast as I could so I could make a quick exit. I stood up and heard an angles voice behind me say “You dropped this.”

I turned around and there she was. My jaw dropped open as her eyes started burning holes in the speech center of my brain. I suddenly couldn’t remember how to talk. I held out my hand and she put the notebook in my hand. She said “bye” and walked away with her girl friends.

I saw them whispering and giggling to each other. She turned and gave me another smile as I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. One of the younger male teachers asked me “Are you OK?” My mouth was still wide open and I just nodded yes. He looked over my shoulder at Karen and back at me and said, “She sure is pretty.” and then he whispered to me “Her name is Karen.”

The first few times I saw her after that I tried not to look at her too long, for fear I would forget how to walk and stumble and fall. Over the next two years I got used to her beauty and finally was able to smile and say hi. I was afraid to talk to her and asking her out would have been impossible for me to put that many word together into a sentence that made any sense.

When I was in the ninth grade the student council announced that there would be an ice skating party for junior high students at an indoor rink a few miles from where I lived. Where I went to school, 7th, 8th, and 9th grade were all in one school. I played hockey for several years and I was a pretty good skater so I bought a ticket at school and went.

The rink was a full scale hockey rink with bleachers that could seat about two thousand people. It was mostly used for high school hockey games. Most of the lights were turned off so it was kind of dark on the ice, much like a dance floor.

I laced up my skates and went out on the ice. Just about everybody on the ice was a bad or slow skater. I was bobbing and weaving between the slow skaters when I noticed a good skater up in front of me.

I could tell the skater was female but that was about all. She was wearing a matching light blue scarf and hat. I sped up a little to catch up to her and when I was just behind her I said “hi”. She turned her head towards me, smiled and said “Hi Matt.” Oh my god it’s Karen! I said to myself. She surprised me; I didn’t know she knew my name.

I suddenly lost my concentration and started to wobble on my skates. She grabbed my arm to steady me. This was the first time that I made physical contact with her and suddenly I couldn’t remember how to skate. I felt a little light headed and she said. “Come on, let’s go sit down.”

I followed her to a seating area and sat down. Karen sat next to me and asked if I was OK. I said “yes”. She asked, “Matt, why do you act so strange around me?” I took a deep breath and told her the truth and hoped she wouldn’t laugh at me. “Karen, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and I get nervous around you.”

She grabbed my arm and said “Awww Matt, that’s so sweet. Nobody has ever said anything like that to me. Thank you.” She put her arm around my arm and gave my shoulder a hug. There was silence for a few seconds and I was desperately trying to think of something to say to her. She then spoke. “Wow, I saw you skating out there; I didn’t know you were such a good skater”. I said “Thanks, you’re pretty good to”. We sat and talked for awhile, she did most of the talking. I was still nervous sitting next to her.

We were sitting and talking when they announced over the loud speaker ‘couples skating only’ Karen took my hand and said “come on.” We were by far the best skating couple on the ice. Some of the other couples moved to the center of the ice and watched us. We were skating pretty fast when Karen did a small toe loop and started skating backwards in front of me. Her left hand was in my right hand and her right was in my left.

We went around the rink a couple of times. I could hear whistles and words of encouragement coming from other people. Karen let go of one of my hands and opened up and did another toe loop and started skating next to me again, still holding my hand. They announced ‘all skate’ and we headed to the seating area. We did a fast snowplow stop and got off the ice and sat down. Karen had a big smile and said’ “That was fun!” Several dozen people came by and told us how good we looked on the ice.

Karen and I were all smiles. I lost my shyness around her after that. The skate session ended all too soon. We headed for the exit and Karen spotted her dad’s car. She grabbed my hand and said “Come on, I’ll see if daddy will give you a ride home.” When he said yes, Karen gave him a hug and a kiss and waved me over to get in the car.

Karen introduced me to her daddy, ‘Mark’. She told him how good of a skater I was and how we impressed a lot of people with our skating. When I got home I told her father thanks for the ride and Karen got out with me. She said “I had a great time.” She hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek and said “I’ll see you in school Monday.”

The following week I asked her out on a date and she said yes. We went to the mall and saw a movie. Well… we went to the movie but I didn’t see much of it. We sat in the back row and kissed most of the time. She let me touch her breasts on the outside of her blouse. That was nice. I had touched a couple of other girls but Karen was by far the best.

Karen and I talked at school when ever we could. I met her at the mall a few times and we even went ice skating a couple of times.

Karen invited me to her house for dinner and to meet her parents. She lived about a mile from my house on a busy street that ran through the east side of the city. I had to walk about two blocks and catch an 8-C bus which took me straight to her house. She lived in a large two story house with her parents and younger sister Kelly. Kelly was about thirteen years old and looked like a younger version of Karen who was fifteen. It was easy to tell where Karen and Kelly got their good looks from.

Karen’s mother Mary was an older mature version of them. I guessed she was in her early thirties. Her father Mark was a lot older than Mary was, I’d say around fifty. Mark and I hit it off right away. Mark is a mechanic and had his own two bay garage next to his house. After I graduated from high school I was planning on becoming an auto mechanic.

Karen’s parents had inherited a large apartment complex from her great-grandparents. The apartments were on the same property as the house and garage. After dinner Karen took me on a tour. The complex was huge; there were ten buildings all in a large circle with eight apartments in each building. The buildings were the old style brick and mortar. The “front” of the buildings all faced the center.

A two-way circle driveway went all the way around in front of the buildings with parking for the tenants by each building. In the center of the complex was an indoor pool and medium size party room. The sign on the door said ‘pool hours 10am to 8pm’ I looked at my watch and it was 9pm.

Karen unlocked the door and we went in. she closed the door, turn and smiled at me as she locked the door from the inside. The only light was from the few street lights in the surrounding parking lot. She took my hand and led me around the pool to the party room.

There was a kitchen in one corner, tables and chairs filled some of the room and in the opposite corner was two couches in front of an entertainment center with a stereo and TV. Karen turned and faced me. She went up on her tippy-toes and gave me a big wet kiss.

Her hands went from my back to my ass cheeks. She squeezed a couple of times and her hand went to my crotch. I started to panic; none of my other girl friends had ever touched me. It was difficult to kiss her and breathe at the same time. Karen noticed my reaction and broke the kiss and asked, “Are you OK?”

I told her “Ya, nobody has ever touched me there and you kinda surprised me.” She asked, “Do you like it?” I told her “yes.” She smiled and said, “If you liked that, you’re really going to love this”. She gave me a quick kiss and slowly dropped down to her knees.

She unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down along with my boxers. My hard cock jumped out and bounced off her chin. She said “UUUU Matt, very nice.” I was relieved; from reading porn and seeing the ‘smilin Bob’ commercials on TV I thought women were very concerned with the size of the male penis.