Rikki convinces Tyler to do her History homework_(1)

This is based on a true story, with some details fudged around a bit. If you want to know what happens after, post a comment below and I might add chapter two 🙂

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Rikki yawned yet again. Her new History teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American Revolution. It was only the second week of her Senior year in High School, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the next day. People had warned Rikki the previous year of how difficult his class was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford next year and needed great grades, but this class added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down notes and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the teacher’s speech they would need to remember. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn’t play any sports or do any extracurriculars as far as she knew. He gave her a shy half smile and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a quick glance at Rikkis chest. She knew he must have a crush on her, this was not the first time she caught him looking. She glanced down at her breasts herself; she was actually quite proud of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a tight tank top to class. They were supple and firm enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of attention. Occasionally when she was feeling adventurous she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting feeling of them, but would usually get sent to the office if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the other students.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde hair and brought it around her right shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other classes with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just drop the class and focus on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would need a study partner to help her out. Someone to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fair share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his notes in a very organized manner. It would have to be him.

After class, she approached him as he was walking towards his next class.

“Tyler! Wait up.” She said

Tyler turned around, a bit surprised and giving her a quizzical look. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab partners for a day last year. “What’s up?”

“Did you have a topic for your essay that’s due tomorrow? I’m trying to figure one out for myself.”’

“Not really, I was going to work on it when I got home tonight.”

“Did you want to write it together? I was really distracted today during class and didn’t get many notes down, and I figure we could put our heads together and make the essay easier of the both of us!”

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 years old, straight blonde hair and a body to die for, asking to STUDY with him? “Y-Yea, that’d be good!” He managed to stammer out.

Rikki smiled. “Awesome! Let me get your address.”

They exchanged information, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might have a good solution to her problem; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis number that just got programmed into it, and looked up to her walking away.

God, he thought, look at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn’t huge, but firm and curvy just like her breasts. Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler’s place and they went straight up to his room. His room was simple, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a closet in it.