Chapter 2

While Jenny was writing down a math problem, Megan’s hand loosened the front of her top to reveal more of her breasts to Jenny.

“First of all, you have to put x and y values to the numbers in a formula,” Jenny began. She looked at Megan, who was eyeing Jenny’s deep cleavage. “Megan, concentrate.”

“I am, I am. I’m looking at the figure that I like, I mean the figures on the paper.”

Jenny continued working out the formula, detailing the figures and steps to be taken.

“I think I understand,” Megan smiled, giving Jenny’s cheek a quick kiss.

“You try to do the next one.”

Jenny’s eyes captured the teen beauty of her new friend. Megan interrupted her work from the touch of Jenny smoothing a hand over her hair and down to rest on her back. She followed Jenny’s steps to reach her answer.

Jenny looked in the back of the book, “You have the right answer. You’ll have to do several others to have confidence in doing them.”

“Thank you so much, Jenny!” She gave her another kiss on the cheek.

Megan turned onto her back, the movement raising the hem of her mini skirt high enough to reveal her shaved pussy. She relaxed, letting her leg rest against Jenny.

“Did you have fun at the school dance on Friday and dance with any boys?” She asked.

“Some of them are so shy, afraid to ask a girl to dance. They don’t know how to hold a girl for a slow dance, afraid he might press against my tit. Maybe I wanted him against my tit.”.

“A few are boyfriend and girlfriend and come to the dance just to try and make out.”

“I saw a few boys sneaking a feel of a girl’s tit.

Jenny sat up, crossing her legs, which revealed her white thong to her. Jenny’s eyes widened to the sight of Megan’s bare pussy.

“I think some girls sat all night and never got asked to dance.”

“They’re either the homely looking ones, or don’t put out for the boys.”

“Don’t say it like that. Everyone is special in their own way.”

“I bet we made a few people gossip when we danced together.”

“Boys always seem to think girls are lesbians because they dance together. You’d never see boys together on the dance floor.”

“Did you mind it when we danced closely to a slow song?”

“No, I bet you had those two teachers wish they had you in their arms, with a hard cock pressing against you.”

“You didn’t mind that I gave you a nice kiss when the song ended?”

“No, I enjoyed dancing with you. You have soft, warm lips.”

“Jenny, has a girl ever kissed you a romantic way, not like relatives or friends give a quick peck.”

“I, uhh,” Megan didn’t give Jenny time to answer, sitting up and embracing her.

“You are so pretty. Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.”

Megan’s heart pumped quicker as she gave Jenny the softest of kisses. Her affection wasn’t refused as their kiss grew longer. Jenny’s heart beat faster as she returned her kiss and let Megan’s lips guide her onto her back.

Megan moved closer, a leg over her knee and breasts touching through the thin material as they kissed again. They sighed as Megan’s tongue parted her lips, exploring her mouth. A hand rested on her stomach, then moved higher to caress Jenny’s right breast. Megan smiled as her hand on her lover’s tit wasn’t refused.

Jenny placed a hand on Megan’s breast, slightly feeling it.

“This is nice, us kissing like this,” Megan said.

“Yes, I like it too.”

They resumed kissing, this time a hand finding its way under the other’s top. Their hand formed to the firm breast of the other, with soft moans, continuing to kiss. Their young hearts were racing, pussies growing moist with arousal.

Marie opened the door to announce she had a snack for the girls. She noticed them in a lover’s embrace, fondling the other’s breast, Jenny’s white thong beginning to show the leakage of juices, and Megan’s bald pussy becoming wet. She quietly closed the door.

“How is the studying going, you two?” Marie announced loudly.

The girls had just enough time to sit up, hands from under the other’s top, legs still spread to reveal a cloth-covered and bare pussy.

“The studying is going great, Mom! Jenny is real smart.”

Marie opened the door to see their faces flushed with arousal, legs open to reveal between them. “I have fresh chocolate chip cookies and fruit drinks for you in the recroom.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Williams.”

“Is it okay if we continue our fun down stairs?”

“Yes,” Jenny smiled.