Bethany's Secret Part 1

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By the time my senior year of high school rolled around, I was 18 years old and I’d never had a girlfriend. This fact always bugged me because I knew I was good-looking, funny, and popular, but I still couldn’t get girls. The reason was simple shyness. I was terrible at talking to girls who I was interested in dating. I would open my mouth and sputter out something stupid which got me more weird looks than dates. My love life was a constant disappointment.

Then, one day, I met Bethany. She was a new student in my high school and she was absolutely perfect. She was about 5’10 with dark brown hair down to her shoulders. She had bright blue eyes and her cheeks dimpled when she smiled. Her skin was soft like a newborn’s. Most impressive of all were her breasts. They were at least D cups, big and round, and very perky. I saw her coming down the stairs, dressed in a tight maroon shirt which showed off her huge breasts very nicely. She was also wearing a black mini-skirt, providing an excellent view of her sexy legs. From the first moment I saw her, I was in love. I knew she had to be mine.

I was shy, but I was determined to overcome it. I spent hours rehearsing what to say to her, how to introduce myself. We had English together, so I had the opportunity, now I just needed the balls to do it. About a week after I first saw her, I sat down next to Bethany in English. “Hi, Bethany,” I said.

“Hi,” she replied sweetly, flashing her pretty smile.

I smiled back. “My name’s Eric,” I said.

“I know,” she said. “It’s nice to meet you, Eric.” I was about to say the lines that I had rehearsed, but Bethany interrupted me. “Do you understand the chapter we read last night? I didn’t get it at all . . .”

And that’s how it began. That day, we became friends. Two weeks later, we were an item.

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Four months later, Bethany and I were still going strong.