Spencer’s POV

Here I am, yet again, in P.E., watching the expressions and emotions crossing her face. She is talking to her friends, telling them so kind of story from what I can hear. God, when she smiled, I think I stopped breathing for a second, I couldn’t help, but have an answering smile on my own face. Then she laughed and she had me without even knowing it. I looked into her eyes, and I felt like I would get lost in them if I stared into them for too long. My teacher decided that we should go to the weight room, or to play dodge ball, so I can bet you can figure out which one I choose right. That’s right weight room. So, here I am using a couple of the weight machines. My arms are starting to hurt so I decide to go on one of those exercise bicycles. Anyways I’m doing my all going about at a rate of 126 miles per hour. I see Shay, who hates me because I took the basketballs she was stealing from other people, which she referred as her “babies”. So, she hits me in the back of the head, and says “I hate you the most”. I just laugh and say, “ I know”. She just leaves and I continue trying to get to 130. I turn around and guess who I see standing behind. If you are smart and have been reading this, you have guessed right when you say, , the love of my life. If you didn’t guess, now you know. So, I see her standing behind me, smiling and looking straight at me. I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face, I was just so exhilarated to see her, especially seeing her smile at me. I think that if it wasn’t for gravity I might have floated away. That’s how she makes me feel like I can fly, nobody can touch me when I am around her. I was interrupted in Ashley land by my good friend Ky, who was too short for the other exercising bike so we switch. By the time I turn back to Ashley land, to see the beautiful, smiling face, she’s gone like if she was never there. A few minutes I see that she went through the other door, the one that leads to the door of the girls’ locker room, so she would be able to get dressed faster. So, I just continue working out, and continue to play that smile over and over in my head trying to figure out what it meant. All these thoughts were swimming in my head, trying to decipher the meaning of that one smile. A little after three in the morning I finally gave up with these thought and decide I need some sleep before I went to school.
A couple of days later, in the class where I always seem to get my Ashley fix. P.E. So, I’m hanging with my usual group of friends, Ky, Amber, Alicia, Tiffany, Katherine, and Louisa. I’m just talking with them when she comes into the locker room. I swear I have Ashley senses because whenever she is near I feel this shiver go through my body almost warning me of her presence. My friend, Amber sees this and asks if I’m alright, I just say I’m chilly, and she just laughs because the room is pretty hot, so she knows I’m lying, but being the crazy yet reliable friend she is, she just lets it go. So, Ashley goes to the coach’s room, Mrs. Flem. I decide to go with Ky to her locker because she forgot something, I come out and she is gone. We once again go into the weight room, when I see that she is in the weight room. I noticed two things when I saw her. The first thing I notice is that she is actually staying. I check her out when I notice the other thing, she is wearing her soccer uniform. it’s the normal wear, a dark blue t-shirt with white stripes that says Wolverines on the front and the number eight on the back. Then there are those short shorts that don’t reach even above the knee. The usual you know, but she manages to make it look like the sexiest thing I have ever seen without even trying. I’m just looking her up and down, I just get so turned on watching her breath, watching her just be her. Let me tell you, go blessed that girl with a chest, and I am forever grateful. She is going to be the death of me, but what a way to go. God, if I wasn’t so shy, I would have saddled her right then and there, and kissed those lips that I have been yearning for. I keep this image in my mind for later, so after using every machine about five times, and doing five a piece, we leave for the locker room. So, I am finally home, and I decide to pull that image out of my mind. I start to fantasize about her, thinking up the perfect moment. Ashley just all of a sudden comes into my room and starts to make out with me. I don’t even care I her back into me, I sit down so her butt is in my pelvis. My hands go to her breasts, I start to rub them through her shirt. She starts moan as I rotate her breasts through my fingers. “Take off your shirt,“ I spoke seductively. She hurriedly took off her shirt while I made my way to her bra. I quickly got rid off the offending piece of clothing, and continued my ministrations. I started to suck on her neck, making a line of kisses from her collar bone to her earlobe. I take her lobe between my teeth, and she gasps. I decide to lick inside her lobe, and she starts to moan in satisfaction. I go back to her neck, trying to find her pulse point, while simultaneously threading her nipples between my forefinger and thumb. I am alerted to finding her pulse point when I hear her moan loudly in pleasure. I start to move one of my hands downward, caressing her stomach, and her upper thighs completely missing where she wants me to go. “Spence, please,” Ashley begs. “Please what,” I need to know that she wants this. “Touch me, please,” she moans. I am more than happy to oblige. I go through the folds of her skirt, and I’m surprised when I’m met with nothing, but complete wetness. I look up and there she is smiling so seductively, I thought I would come right then, just from the look she was giving me. I groan as I push two fingers through her folds and felt just how wet she really is. She turned her head towards me and we hungrily kiss wanted to feel each while I slowly start to make my way through her folds. She moaned when I finally found her clip. She started to lightly scratch my thighs, and bites my neck softly, to keep from screaming. I gasped at the sensations that I felt go through my body. I was so wet that I could feel it falling down my thigh. “Faster, harder, Spence, please,” she moaned. I quickly started to pick up my pace. I felt her walls start to close around my fingers I knew she was close, she was so close. so“Spence, time for dinner,” my mother called from downstairs, successfully ruining my fantasy . I am so wet that it is almost painful, so I hurriedly finish myself off and come down for dinner. I’m Spencer and I’m in need of some assistance..