I hate lying to my best friend. Kyle and I had an agreement about our little "arrangement". No one finds out, it stays between us. We don't acknowledge each other in public like at school to avoid drama and to a aid getting questioned.
Rules are rules.
I got to admit, it did hurt at first. I felt like he was only using me for his advantage and was embarrassed to be seen with me. You'd think after six months of this, he'd at least take me to a dark theatre. Nope. Not out of his house or mine. Or our cars. Basically he keeps me out of sight.
I use that to my advantage, eventually I began to make my own fun out of the situation. I will happily show you how.
Kyle and I have three periods together plus lunch. We have Math, English, and Gym. Right now, I am in World History class. If I hear any other comment about the Schlieffen Plan, I might end up causing World War III in the classroom. Before my eyes could roll any rather back into my head, the bell rings.
Thank you, Jesus.
I run to Amanda's locker and just as I approach she is shoving her books into her backpack,"Hey girly."
Her face glows when she sees me,"I was just about to look for you."
"Why? What for?" My eyebrows scrunch in curiosity.
She squeals the next sentence,"We got invited to a party!"
I throw my head back and laugh,"And who's party did we get invited to?" Amber and I could easily fit on different levels of the social ladder at Bay Central High School. Amanda could easily fit with the popular girls. She has the perfect long chocolate wavy hair and a killer bod. She gets along with everyone.
I'm still over here wondering how Kyle Young managed to find me, Naomi Bradshaw, attractive. My hair is a blonde puffy mess, and I do not try with my daily outfits at all. I couldn't be any farther out of the loop.
Amanda jumps in joy,"Kyle Young."
"I'll go," I smirk as a devious plan comes to mind.
"You can't bac- wait, did you just say you'll go? And I don't even have to beg? Are you feeling alright?" Amanda puts her pale hand on my forehead to pretend to check my temperature.
I swat her hand away,"I thought I'd give your begging a rest for awhile," I pull out my phone and check the time," We better head to class. The bell is about to ring." Amanda and I head in opposite directions down the hallway as I make my way to gym class.
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"Stacy, wait up," I stop her as we all exit the locker room after changing into our uniforms.
She turns to face me with a pep in hey step,"Hey, Naomi. What's up?"
I grin comes across my face as I lean into whisper my evil plan into her ear. I pull away and face her,"So is it a deal?"
Stacy bursts out laughing,"Anything to help a friend. Even something as odd as that. Don't worry, I got you."
We run into the gym catching up with everyone else, sitting in the middle of the cold wooden basketball court. Miss.Hill blows her annoying silver whistle,"Alright kiddos, today is volleyball day. I will split you up into four teams, two games, six people per team. I will assign your positions as well, because some of you tend to slack off if you choose your spots. Naomi you'll be in spot number one closets to the bleachers, behind her will be Kyle." We both get up and jog over to our spots as she calls the rest of our team and puts the other ones together.
Kyle brushes past me and whispers,"Damn, I get to taste you this morning. Now, I get to stare at my dinner for an hour. Can this day get any better?"
I think it might.
I squat down and bend over to tie my shoe. I let out a slight chuckle as I hear I small groan coming from behind me. My head tilts up and I wink to Stacy. She silently laughs as she struggles to get up with the water jug. Next thing I know, she trips and the water spill all over me causing my clothes to drench as they stick to my skin soaking wet. Stacy lets out a fake gasp and a fake apology.
I flip my hair back and slowly get up running my hands through my hair. I state Kyle down for a second. His eyes are on my braless chest as my hard nipples are sculpted by my drenched shirt.
Miss. Hills gasps,"Oh, Miss. Bradshaw. Go to the locker room and clean up please."
I walk past Kyle on my way out,"I think you have to use the restroom." As I exit the gym I could hear him asking the teacher for a restroom pass.
As I walk in to blue and black colored locker room, I began to take off my shirt. The door to the locker room opens and as it closes I hear it lock. I feel a cold grip on my waist,"Baby, why must you tease me like that? Do you enjoy make me crave you?"
I turn around in his arms, forehead to forehead,"I got to admit, it's kinda fun." Before I could react his lips were slammed into mine, along with my body being slammed into the lockers behind me. Unlike this morning, Kylie pulls down my shorts aggressively. He pulls off his t-shirts and nearly rips his basketball shorts off of his legs. My legs wrap themselves around his muscular body.
For teasing him, he teases me. He slowly runs his hard dick along the bare wetness he's causing me. He runs his hard dick along my needy clit. My nails dig into his back as my head falls backwards.
He moans,"How does it feel to be teased? How does it feel to be so close get so far from what you want?" Before I could reply I could feel him slowly entering me causing me to grip him harder and groan a little louder.
I hear a knock on the locker room door,"Hun? It's, Miss.Hill. Are you alright?"
My body fights the nerve to scream for Kyle,"Yes, I'm fine. I'll be done in a minute." I can hear her footsteps walk into the distance.
I know Kyle well enough to know when he's almost there. Right before he gets there I stop. I start to put on dry clothes.
He stands there, naked and confused,"Why?"
"Because, I enjoy teasing you. You might want to get dressed. See you at your party, baby." I laugh as I walk out of the locker room, leaning Kyle in there exposed to the world.
