Mitch pulled into the parking lot of his old high school, the sight of its weathered brick exterior bringing with it a surge of nostalgia that quivered his lips. He stepped out of his new Audi, breathing in a lungful of the brisk autumn evening.
It was good to be back home.
“Mitch? Is that you?” he heard a familiar voice off to his right side. He turned to see Devin, his best friend growing up, grinning broadly as he exited his vehicle a couple of spaces away.
“In the flesh, dude!” said Mitch, giving his friend a big hug.
“I heard you landed some crazy investment banking gig in Chicago or something?” Devin asked.
Before Mitch could answer, however, he saw a long, shapely calf emerge from the passenger side door of his friend’s car. He felt his eyes widen in shock, feeling his stomach drop from the sheer perfection of the girl’s legs. Never had he seen an ankle so delicate. Never had he seen the outwardly curving flare of flesh so firm that it sent shivers down his spine. Never had he seen a tight ball of muscle so perfectly formed under tanned flesh so sumptuously silky.
Mitch’s jaw dropped.
By the time her slender thigh emerged, It was all he could do to keep his tongue from rolling out of his mouth. My God! Who was this?!
Had Devin come here with some kind of movie star?
It couldn’t be. Movie stars didn’t have bodies this flawless.
A model?
The endless length of toned thigh that was still on its long journey beyond the car door did seem long enough to belong to a model. Or maybe a supermodel.
But he couldn’t think of a model with legs as sleekly muscled. The sinuous limb looked toned to be a ballerina’s.
Her breasts emerged at the same time as her hips. The former were far too voluptuous for any ballerina. The latter? Far too athletic for any actress or model.
Mitch’s gaze lingered on her slender waist, the muscles in her sleek abdomen slithering beneath the red fabric of her tight dress. The stretchy material seemed to cling to the inward curve of her tiny waist as if it wanted to hug her body as much as Mitch did.
Mitch’s eyes finally made it to her brain, dully registering its vague familiarity as the rest of his body shuddered under the raw power of the girl’s smoldering sexuality.
Youthful, yet sophisticated, satiny soft, yet gracefully sculpted, every feature in her stunning visage was heartbreakingly magnificent, from her glimmering eyes to her sensually pouting lips. As the blonde goddess smiled warmly at Mitch, his knees went weak.
Releasing their hug, Devin noticed that Mitch was staring at something behind him, his lips forming a sly smile. “Noticed my sister, huh?”
That’s your sister?” Mitch stammered, unable to believe that this luscious beauty was the scrawny little thirteen-year-old that used to have a massive crush on him his senior year in high school.
“Yeah,” said Devin, turning to face her. “She’s filled out a bit, huh.”
“A bit?” managed Mitch, unable to tear his eyes away from the girl as her hips swayed toward him in a sultry gait.
She greeted him with a hug, her breasts feeling full and firm as they pressed into his chest. “It’s really nice to see you again, Mitch,” she said, her voice a soft purr as she squeezed him to her.
“It’s, um, great to see you too, Veronica.” She held him for a long moment, his hands gliding hesitantly over her deliciously contoured back before she finally released him. “You look amazing.”
She bit her lip flirtatiously as she stepped back from his buzzing body. “You too.”
Mitch cast his friend a helpless glance as if to say, “why didn’t you warn me?!” But Devin simply crossed his arms, giving his high school buddy a knowing smile.
Mitch turned his attention back to Veronica. “Wait a minute! You’re eighteen, right? A senior in high school?”
Veronica nodded, looking sheepish.
“So what are you doing here tonight? It’s the five-year reunion for your brother and me.”
“She basically begged me to come. She was all kinds of excited to see you,” said Devin with a wicked grin.
Veronica lashed out a hand, smacking her brother lightly in the chest. “You said you wouldn’t say anything, Devin!”
She turned her luminous eyes back toward Mitch, her bold black eyeliner bringing out the vibrant but pale blue of her eyes. A blush began to color her sculpted cheeks.
“It’s okay. I’m glad you came,” said Mitch, feeling a bit more balanced now that he had had a moment to acclimate to Veronica’s breathtaking new appearance. “Should we go inside?”
Veronica nodded, unable to meet Mitch’s gaze. She turned and began to walk toward the school, her taut backside doing all sorts of interesting things to the tight red dress she wore.
Devin came up behind Mitch silently, startling him with a clap to his broad back. “Don’t stare. It’s my sister.”
Mitch met Devin’s grin with an expression of renewed astonishment. “It’s kind of hard to help!”
Devin laughed. “Come on, let’s go inside. We’ve got to catch up with the rest of our friends.”
Mitch supposed so. But right now, Veronica seemed far more interesting than any of the girls he had come here hoping to see. He shook his head in wonder, his stomach still doing flips from the unexpected sight of the girl’s mesmerizing form.
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