Heat Waves (11 page)

“I really don't know,” Diane said. “When is
it?”

“This Saturday,” Tara replied.

“I think I already have plans,” Diane said,
as she struggled to think of a good excuse.

The sound of the backyard gate slammed.
Who could that be?
Diane wondered. A gorgeous guy
approached, and it was as if he was walking through the yard in
slow motion. He had short dark hair, and a mischievous smile. His
body was tanned and muscular. He was sweating, and the moisture
glistened on his skin. Diane felt faint for a moment. She couldn't
take her eyes off him, because she was mesmerized by his
appearance. Tara tapped her on the shoulder and knocked her out of
her ‘Love at first site’ trance.

“What's taking so long?” he said.

“I'm coming, Jack,” Tara said. “Just give me
another minute.”

Jack pointed at his watch and gave her a
look.

“I was asking Diane if she wanted to go to
the party this weekend,” Tara said. “She thinks she may have other
plans, though.”

“Well, is she going to come or not?” he
asked.

Diane sucked on her bottom lip as she
pondered on whether or not she wanted to come.

“Yes,” Diane replied. “I'd love to come.”

“See you then,” Jack said, as he gazed at her
intently.

Tara grabbed Jack's arm and just about
dragged him away.

“We've got a few more places to go,” Tara
said to Diane. “See you Saturday. Make sure you pick me up, and
bring the moolah.”

Diane desperately wanted to ask Tara
questions about Jack, but they left in such a hurry so she missed
the opportunity. Diane already had a huge crush on Jack. She felt
those same feelings as when she was a schoolgirl meeting a cute boy
for the first time. It was an innocent infatuation, although
looking at his body did stir sensual feelings deep inside of
her.

Diane couldn't get Jack out of her mind. She
was crushing hard. Her mind pictured him walking into her backyard,
only without a shirt. He stood flexing as he continuously blew her
sweet kisses. She was getting wet just thinking about him. Her
photographic memory, and her vivid imagination, were on overdrive.
She could basically have Jack do whatever her little heart desired,
if she concentrated hard enough. All she had to do was picture him
in her mind in a situation she fancied. Her smile flooded as she
thought of the possibilities. She smacked her lips and moaned as
her imagination ran wild. As she closed her eyes and reached down
between her legs, his image became more vivid. He got bigger,
brighter, and more vibrant as she narrowly focused on him. Her
fingers diddled herself, and she smiled and soaked in the pleasure.
She imagined that Jack was down on his knees with his face buried
between her thighs. He gently sucked on her pink, wet pussy lips.
The more she rubbed, the more vivid the fantasy became. She
clutched tightly onto herself, as her pussy lips quivered and
contracted with the lovely tremors of sensual pleasure. Her orgasm
was quite intense, and she sighed with relief that she had gotten
hers.

It was Saturday, and Diane had pulled her
Jaguar into Tara's driveway. Tara ran up, threw her stuff in the
back seat, got inside the car, and slammed the door hard,
disrespectfully.

“Did you bring the money?” Tara asked.

“Yes,” Diane replied.

“Wait,” Tara said. “My friend is riding with
us.”

An attractive young woman walked up. The way
she carried herself, one might think, she could be a movie star.
Her dark sunglasses, and the small ruffled bows tied in her hair,
gave her an endearing quality. Her body was simply model quality.
Diane wondered if she ever ate food. Tara hurried and got out of
the car, and offered her friend the passenger seat. They both
smiled at each other.

“I'd like you to meet my good friend, Wendy,”
Tara said.

Diane and Wendy hit it off straight away.
They were like two old chums catching up. Diane really enjoyed
meeting Wendy. She could envision them becoming close friends in
the future. Throughout the rest of the drive, they all talked and
laughed.

They pulled into the beach parking lot and
got out of the car. The van next to them had Jack and several other
guys unpacking and carrying party supplies onto the beach.

Diane saw Jack, and she instantly got
goosebumps. Her skin tingled just at the thought of being near him.
Diane pulled Tara aside.

“Does Jack have a girlfriend?” Diane
asked.

“Well, no,” Tara whispered, with an odd look
on her puss.

“Is everything OK?” Diane asked.

Tara led Diane away from Wendy so their
discussion could be in private.

“He's off limits,” Tara replied.

“I don't understand,” Diane said.

“Wendy has been vying for his attention for
years,” Tara said.

“Oh.”

Tara mentioned to Diane that she didn't want
her messing things up for her. Wendy was her friend of
privilege.

“She didn't grow up like us,” Tara said.

Diane looked down.

“Do yourself a
favour
, and stay away from him,” Tara threatened.
“Or else...”

Diane wondered what would be the consequences
if she did talk to Jack.

“Please don't embarrass me today,” Tara
said.

Diane winced.

“What do you mean by that?” Diane asked.

“I'm taking a risk even having you here,”
Tara replied. “You're not cultured like everyone here. They all
come from money.”

“So what are you doing here?” Diane
asked.

Tara frowned.

Now Diane realized why Tara needed more money
and a fancy car. She was hoping to impress her privileged new
friends.

“Thanks for inviting me,” Diane said, as she
attempted to lighten the mood.

“Don't make me regret it,” Tara said.

There was an unattractive young woman nearby,
who sat all alone. Diane felt bad that the woman didn't have anyone
to talk to, so she decided to introduce herself.

“Hello,” Diane said. “I'm Diane. How are you
doing?”

“Hi,” she said. “My name is Agnes.”

They talked and talked and talked. The more
time they spent together, the more frustrated Tara appeared.
Eventually, she called Diane over to her.

“I thought I told you not to embarrass me,”
Tara said.

“What did I do?” Diane asked. “I'm staying
away from Jack, just as you requested.”

“You were sitting with that ugly slob,” Tara
replied.

“She's actually a very lovely girl,” Diane
said. “Highly intelligent.”

“She's dog balls,” Tara said, snickering.
“Stay away from her, or everyone will think you are a loser.”

Diane realized that she had a moral decision
before her. Could she bring herself to abandon her new found
friend? Tara walked away frustrated when Diane refused to stop
talking to Agnes. Agnes mentioned that she had decided to leave.
She thanked Diane for the pleasant conversation. Tara had obviously
hurt Agnes' feelings by her cruel words.

Just then, Jack walked by. She knew the
correct thing to do would be to stay away from him, but her
emotions had run wild. She was smitten. Although, her final
decision was to step aside and do the right thing, she knew it
would be difficult, but she mustered up the self control and
committed to doing it.

Jack took off his shirt. She averted her
eyes, but she could feel a magnetic pull attracting her peepers to
gaze upon his rippling muscles. His stomach was finely
chiselled
, and his skin was tan and
smooth. His body was hotter than she had previously imagined.

Diane felt as though someone was watching
her. She looked up, and Wendy leered at her. Her look was like
daggers. She realized that Wendy had caught her ogling Jack's body.
How could a girl help herself? Diane was only human. It seemed
their friendship had been terminated before it ever had a chance to
start.

Wendy walked up to Diane and pushed her
down.

“What are you looking at, you little bitch?”
Wendy asked. “He's mine!”

Before Diane had a chance to reply, Wendy
grabbed Diane's hair, pulled it, and dragged her away from Jack's
direction. Diane struggled to get out of Wendy's grip.

“I didn't do anything,” Diane said, as she
got up to her feet.

Wendy ripped Diane's bikini top off. Everyone
laughed, except for Jack. Jack ran up and wrapped a beach towel
around Diane, and asked her if she was okay. She could see that
Tara was struggling to hold back Wendy.

Diane looked at Jack, and then back over at
Wendy. She was torn in her feelings. Her initial reaction was to be
spiteful due to Wendy's negative actions toward her. But it wasn't
in her nature, so she felt it would be best to bow out gracefully.
She realized that Wendy had only attacked her because she must have
seen her as a threat. In a way, it was sort of flattering.

Jack walked up and held Diane's hand. Diane
pulled away and made it clear that she wasn't interested in him.
She hoped Wendy would notice that she wasn't encouraging Jack. He
reached his arm over and put his hand on Diane's shoulder. She
swiped it off. Wendy looked livid. The more Diane resisted, the
more Jack seemed to want her. Tara held Wendy back from going after
Diane once again.

“So, what do you think of Wendy?” Diane
blurted, without thinking.

“I don't,” Jack replied, with a smile. “I
think about you.”

Diane smiled and blushed. She felt it didn't
seem fair to avoid him, knowing that he wasn't even interested in
Wendy. He was clearly interested in Diane. What would she do?

Wendy walked up and got in between them as
she tried to get Jack's attention. It was clear he was fixated on
Diane. Diane felt sorry for her, because Wendy was coming off
needy. Several girls in the area were whispering about the
situation that had caught the attention of everyone.

Jack took Diane's hand, walked away, and left
Wendy standing alone.

Time had passed, and everyone was sitting on
the beach around the bonfire. Someone had an acoustic guitar, and
was playing lovely melodic songs from pop culture. Everyone had fun
singing along.

Jack and Diane held hands as they sat next to
the bonfire. It was cold outside, and the warmth of the flames
filled them with comfort from the breeze of the wind. They scooted
in closer to each other. Diane couldn't believe how romantic her
day had become. Time was flying by, and she knew the night was
going to end soon. She wanted to kiss Jack so bad, but didn't want
to seem too forward. She put on some lip gloss, and kept licking
her lips and preening, hoping to entice him. She even pushed her
chest out so he could see her perky nipples pointing out. The cold
air helped by causing her nipples to protrude out even more. She
was surprised when Jack didn't become fixated on her breasts. He
just gazed into her eyes as if he was staring straight into her
soul. Could Jack and her become a couple, she wondered?

Wendy walked up and stood next to Jack. She
smiled and took off her bikini top. Her breasts were magnificent.
They were tan, well rounded, and perky. Any girl would be lucky to
have such beautiful breasts. Diane looked down at her chest, and
her bottom lip pooched out.

“Let's go skinny dipping,” Wendy said as she
removed her bikini bottoms and revealed her meticulously groomed
pussy.

Jack averted his eyes, turned away, and
looked into Diane's eyes again.

“Only if Diane is willing to go,” Jack
replied.

Wendy grimaced.

Diane was frightened and flattered at the
same time. Could she get naked in front of all of these strangers?
She also felt insecure of her body. Her boobs were small, and her
ass was slightly on the chunky side. Diane felt that her body, in
contrast to Wendy's figure, might discourage Jack from wanting to
be with her. After all, Wendy looked like a model.

Jack stood up and took off his shorts after
Diane agreed. His cock dangled right in front of her face. She was
memorized as she felt tingles all over her body. Normally seeing a
naked man never had that effect on her. There was something about
Jack that stirred up feelings deep inside of her.

Diane stood up and took off her bikini top.
The light from the fire flickered as she revealed her perky, lovely
breasts. Her skin looked so soft and smooth. She pulled down her
bikini to reveal her completely shaved snatch. Her pussy lips were
puffy and wet, as they glistened from the light of the fire.

Diane put her arm across her nipples to hide
her breasts and her other hand over her pussy. Jack smiled as he
reached for her hand, slightly skimming her wet warmth in the
process. They both ran into the water. Diane looked back and
noticed that most everyone else had followed them, except for
Wendy.

Wendy stood alone, and her jaw had dropped.
Diane felt bad for her. Jack had made it clear that he was not
interested in Wendy. He also had been showing Diane many
indications of interest throughout the day. Diane knew that Jack
wanted to get to know her better. They splashed each other in the
water. Jack put his hands around her waist and leaned in to kiss
her. She kissed him back with great passion, their tongues lovingly
sliding across each other’s. Diane felt his warm, rock hard
erection, as it leaned up against her belly. She reached down and
wrapped her hand around his red hot shaft. Her hand gently stroked
it, and she felt the head flare up with her firm touch. He hugged
her as he firmly squeezed her voluptuous ass. His breathing into
her ear had driven her crazy. He lifted her up slightly out of the
water and sucked on her breast as he flicked his tongue across her
nipple. His mouth tantalized her skin with its warmth. She
maneuvered the head of his cock between her legs, and slid it
between her well lubricated slit. She expected that it would have
been difficult to insert his cock inside of her pussy, but she was
so wet that the tip slid in nicely. He thrust his cock in, but
couldn't get completely inside due to the fact that her pussy was
so tight. She grabbed his ass and pulled him toward her, until his
cock finally made its way fully inside. Jack gasped as he entered
her. The warmth of his cock felt amazing. She gyrated her hips,
riding his hot erection, as he pumped her harder and deeper. She
moaned as Jack picked up the pace and she squealed with
pleasure.