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  There it was, Diane thought. Tara only wanted a warm body with a fancy car and enough money to chip in on the festivities. It was obvious, Diane was Tara's last resort, because they hardly ever talked anymore.

  “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.

  “I'm coming,” Diane cried.

  Diane felt a burst of warmth inside of her as Jack grunted. His cock got harder and went in deeper into her pussy. Her lips contracted as a ripple of sensual delight flowed through her entire body. They both clutched each other tighter, as they simultaneously orgasmed, and their moans sang in unison. Diane's body fell forward as she clung tight to him with a warm hug. She nuzzled him as she soaked up the feeling. He gave her a soft, sweet, and loving kiss.

  Jack carried Diane from the water back to the beach. He sat her down next to the warmth of the bonfire. She shivered and trembled.

  “I'll be right back,” Jack said. “I'm going to get you a fresh towel.”

  “Thanks, “Diane said.

  Diane watched as Jack walked away. She was pleased how everything had turned out. She had a smile on her face that wasn't going away anytime soon. Just then, the sound of Wendy calling Jack could be heard. Diane strained to hear what they were saying to each another. She leaned over slightly to get a better angle, and discreetly watched and listened in. Wendy was wrapped in a towel.

  “You look hot tonight, Jack,” Wendy said.

  “Thanks,” Jack said.

  “It's really nice how you made that plain girl feel welcome,” Wendy said.

  “What plain girl?” Jack asked.

  “Diane,” Wendy replied. “She's a nice, average girl.”

  “I think she's amazing,” Jack said.

  “She doesn't have this,” Wendy said, as she removed her towel and flaunted her beautiful, naked body.

  Wendy spread open her pussy lips as she stared directly into Jack's eyes.

  “My pussy is wet for you, Jack,” Wendy said. “Come and get it.”

  “What's gotten into you, Wendy?” Jack asked. “You're really embarrassing yourself.”

  “You really want that underdeveloped fat ass bitch?” Wendy asked.

  Jack walked away, holding
the towels that he had retrieved.

  “See you tomorrow, Jack,” Wendy said.

  Jack was silent. Wendy pouted in the background. She followed behind and pursued him further.

  “I'm sorry, Jack,” Wendy said. “I just thought we had something special.”

  Wendy looked out of the corner of her eye as if to gauge Diane's reaction.

  “What are you talking about, Wendy?” Jack asked. “Are you delusional?”

  “Let's not keep it a secret any longer,” Wendy replied. “It's not fair to that poor girl, Diane.”

  “You're mad,” Jack said. “You've lost your mind.”

  Diane wondered if Wendy was telling the truth. Maybe Wendy knew that Diane was eavesdropping.

  “See you tomorrow, Jack,” Wendy said.

  Jack grimaced.

  “That reminds me,” Jack said. “Would you come over tomorrow for Sunday brunch?”

  “Me?” Diane asked.

  “Of course, you,” Jack replied. “I would like to introduce you to my parents.”

  Diane felt flattered that he would want her to meet his parents, especially so soon. He must have really thought that she was special.

  “I would love to,” Diane replied.

  Wendy leered at Diane as Jack was writing down directions for her.

  “Oh, Jack,” Wendy said. “I forgot to mention, Tara was looking for you.”

  “Did she say what she wanted?” Jack asked

  “No, sorry, she didn't,” Wendy replied.

  “I'll be right back,” Jack said, motioning toward Diane.

  Jack walked away. Wendy leaned in close to Diane once Jack was out of hearing distance.

  “Tomorrow is the last day you will see him,” Wendy said. “Jack and I are meant to be together.”

  Diane's stomach fluttered due to Wendy's unpleasant tone.

  Jack walked up with an upset look on his face. Wendy scurried away.

  “Wendy,” Jack shouted. “Lying to me is not good. I don't know what your game is, but it's not working.”

  Jack and Diane shared a loving kiss, to say goodbye, as they prepared to go their separate ways.