Do you feel like taking a ride?

You reach the car and start it up as she joins you sitting her sexy ass in the passenger seat. "You're sure you're not mad at me," she asks again.

"No," you think to yourself I just didn't want to have you catch me jacking off in on your bra, but instead you answer her, "No, why would I be mad at you. I don't really have anywhere to go today. It is a nice day and I was thinking I would just go for a ride, maybe down to the beach. You feel like taking a ride?"

Katherine sits quietly for a while then says, "Yeah, that sounds fun. I am really tired of the whole high school scene right now, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah, High School is mostly bullshit there is no doubt about that. You want to circle back to the house and maybe pick up some swimming suits, towels that kind of stuff?"

She answers happily now, "Great idea, I have a new bikini that I want to wear, and I will make some lunch for us. Drop me off and give me about ten minutes."

You drop her off head for home and hurriedly call in sick to work. You might be fired but who gives a crap when you have one of the hottest girls you have ever seen ready to spend the day with you. Grabbing your suit and a towel you head back over to her house about ten minutes later. You see the front door is open so you head into the kitchen area.
You can see that she packed the lunch first; there is a neatly packed basket of food ready to go, and a cooler with some drinks. You hear her voice coming from upstairs and you head up to the top of the stairs saying, "Katherine are you ready to go?"

She must not hear you because you don't hear her answer back. You reach the top of the stairs and see the most amazing site. She is changing in her bedroom and left the door open just enough for you to see her flip off her shirt, and unclasp her bra. Her tits are everything you imagined them to be, firm and high on her chest, capped with thick pink nipples. Her aureoles are tight pink circles perfectly centered on her grapefruit sized breasts. She rubbed her tits as she freed them from her bra causing in nipples to swell to erection, matching the similar swelling in your cock.

She was singing to the radio and that must have drowned out your voice as you called to her. You watch as she grabs the bikini top and covers her tits up again, but you can still see her stiff nipples through the thin fabric of the top. Your cock pulses with desire in your pants, and you pray you will have chance to at least suck on those perfect nipples. You realize that she might think you are a pervert peeping Tom if she catches you ogling her naked body so you slowly back down the stairs before she can se you. You head back into the kitchen and lean on the counter as if you have been waiting for her there the whole time.

A minute later, you hear the radio go off, and you hear her heading down the stairs. She has put a wrap over her bikini bottom that looks to be hardly more than a thong and a matching cover-up over her tits. She gives you a big smile and says, "You ready to go? I am so glad that you asked me to do this; the more I have thought about it I need a day off."

The two of you get back into the car and head off to the beach. You start up some conversation, "So what about High School do you find to be the biggest pain?"

"I don't know it is just the whole social scene. I mean my boyfriend is the most popular and sought after guy in school. Any other girl would be happy to give him what he wants, but he is so obsessed with possessing me, and well…you know that I am really getting tired of him, and all of his friends."

'Fuck the Boyfriend', you think with disappointment. 'Damn I was hoping she would be looking for me to fill that role'.

She continues, "I think I am just tired of High School boys and their constant obsession with trying to get into the girl's pants. I mean he just wants me to blow him, or he is constantly trying to fuck me. I am just tired of his bullshit. I want a guy that likes to be with me for more than just sex, you know what I mean?"

You answer in a relaxed confident tone, "Yeah I know exactly what you mean. I am past all that try to score just so I can brag to my friends crap. I mean it is just totally wrong to think about nothing but sex." Of course, as you are thinking this you are saying to yourself that you are the biggest bull-shitter of all time, but oh well.