"Oh!" Sandra nearly screeched at Dan, "heck, I, er, hi, I'm Sandra."
"Are you ok?" Dan asked her.
"I, yeah, sure, I'm great" she stammered, "it's just Tara, um, didn't, kind of, mention you."
"Haha, no worries, babe," Dan said, squeezing me even closer into his chest, "you must have had a million things on your mind with your first day here. It's so great we're finally at the same school".
With that he leant his smooth neck down and kissed me on the cheek with his plump but firm pink lips. At the same time he put his other strong, bulging arm around me and held me tight against his pecs, which bulged taut against his school shirt.
I found myself absent-mindedly musing about Dan - my boyfriend?! - kissing me on my lips. I got all warm and wet between my legs just thinking about it.
Loosening his hold on my slight frame Dan turned back to Sandra and grinned "I'm sure she'll tell you all about us in due course. I assume you're knew to Stonewood too?"
"Sure am, Dan." Sandra grinned back. I found a pang of jealousy shoot through me. Was she flirting? I stopped myself again - why should I care, I was Roger, not Tara. What was coming over me?
"So Tara babe, how were your first sport practices? Did you show off those killer legs? Just so long as some dumb junior jock didn't try catching your eye!" Dan joked.
As Dan was talking to me my hand - which just minutes earlier had been firmly gripping Sean's erection - brushed against Dan's stomach. "He HAS to work out loads, I wonder which team he's on..." I mused to myself, turned on yet further by how firm his stomach was. I began to wonder whether it would be as taut as Sean's if I were straddling Dan in the same way. As I dreamt about lowering myself onto Dan's manhood and weighed up whether he would be as big as Sean, I couldn't help but glance down to the bulge in Dan's trousers thinking about how hot he had looked as he bounded towards us after calling out my name.
"Tara!" Dan all but barked at me, squeezing my narrow shoulders.
This shocked me to life, all of a sudden I was quite intimidated. Dan was huge compared to this tiny body I found myself in. I don't know what was coming over me.
"You weren't catching the eyes of some dumb kid were you?" Dan repeated. I guessed he must have been some years my senior - just what sort of teenage tart was I turning into?
I had no idea what to say. "No. What gives you that idea?" I replied.
"You were avoiding answering me. I was only kidding but now I'm worried."
Sandra jumped in. "I'd, er, better be going. I'll catch you after English, er, Tara," she stammered.
"Hang on a minute, Sandra. Why are you making scarce?" Dan barked at her now, pulling his arm away from me.
"No reason. I just thought I should get to class," she replied.
"Not so fast. What's been happening?" Dan asked Sandra.
I jumped in. "Nothing's happening Dan, stop being so sensitive."
Dan turned back to me and began to look me up and down. Sandra hesitated, then began backing away. "Oh no, there's nothing really up, Tara will tell you." With that she turned on her heels. I began to worry she had dropped me in it.
"Why is your hair in such a state, Ta? You always make it nice after swimming. And your blouse is all untucked. Your skirt isn't straight either...and..." Dan tailed off. "I don't believe it. You haven't been pashing some jock have you?"
"What are you talking about, Dan?" I pleaded.
"What was Sandra talking about? What do you have to tell me?" Dan challenged. "Because there must be something. Why did you hesitate earlier?" Dan began to work himself up into a frenzy. He towered above me. My girl's body began to shake and I felt like the bottom of my stomach was going to drop out.
The fact is that I would never have done anything with Sean had I known that Tara in fact had a boyfriend, but Mark, perhaps unsurprisingly, had not told me a thing. The urges I was beginning to feel in this body just began to take over after I'd seen Sean's pumped and tanned body in the pool in his jammers. Now I was stuck though. There was only one thing for it. If I was going to spread my legs like a teenage tart I was going to have to live like one too.
I pushed myself close to Dan, swaying my hips subtly against his as I did so. I pressed my bosom against his firm abs and gazed longingly - I was shocked to find genuinely longingly up to his face - and spread my surprisingly short arms around his waist. "Hey babe, calm down, I just wanted to get out of practice quickly to see you for something special. I figured, now I'm that bit more senior in school, that perhaps, you know, today may be the day..." I flashed my eyes down to the ground and noticed a tug at the bulge in Dan's trousers. My ploy had worked, but what was I getting myself into.