I wasn’t very attractive when I was in school; I had acne like most children. At least that’s the way I saw myself. It wasn’t until I reached high school that I really started to blossom. At least my breasts started to outweigh my acne.

My home room was Room 102. Most of the guys in my class were just your typical guys, but there were two that really stood out, Frank and Jeff.
Frank was the most attractive guy in the school. He wasn’t your typical jock, but rather a dark, brooding poet who drove both the guys and the girls crazy. The guys, because they couldn’t see what the girls saw in him and the girls, well the reasons were more aesthetic.

Jeff was the complete opposite. He was a lineman on the football team and he looked the part. Tall, dark hair, green eyes that sparkled when he laughed. And oh those big arms! He looked like he could crush you with a hug, and there were plenty of girls ready for him to try. There were rumors that Jeff had an addiction to steroids, and with those arms he certainly looked that part.

One day I was staying late after school for some reason I really can’t remember. I wandered back to my home room and was surprised to see both Jeff and Frank there, talking about some thing or another. I smiled shyly at them both as I passed, thinking that they wouldn’t pay any more attention to me than they usually did. However, this time was different.

I heard the door close softly, and I turned around in surprise. Frank has somehow crept up behind me, so when I turned around he was right in my face. He smiled softly as his lips found mine, increasing their pressure as they found no resistance.

Of course he had no way of knowing that he was fulfilling one of my fantasies. And right now as Frank was kissing me, the other fantasy was watching silently from the corner.

Frank lifted me onto the desk spreading my knees and pressing close. I leaned back slightly and felt another presence behind me. I felt hand sliding around to cup my breasts, hands slowly rotating across the fabric of my shirt. Frank began to unbutton it, kissing my neck and collar bone.

As the three of us explored each other’s bodies that day in Room 102, I knew I would remember this day for the rest of my life.

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