Jaime was the hot virgin at her school, never having kissed a boy until she was 17 at junior prom. Her family wasn't incredibly religious or anything, she was just always busy studying, acting in local theater, doing service projects, or working for her licensing as a nursing assistant at the Mayo Clinic in Phoenix. She was just a busy teenager, not that she didn't have raging hormones. She just wasn't interested in high school boys. She didn't even bother with prom again.
Who did interest her was Shawn, an EMT who was working toward his JD at the Phoenix School of Law. She noticed he was moderately well built from work. Twenty-five and he still mowed her parents' lawn with his top off on this Sunday afternoon, his tan muscles covered with a thin layer of sweat.
"Hey Shawn!" she yelled at him as he mowed her grass. She ran out to him in jean cut-offs and a tight, black ribbed tank that hugged her B breasts, accentuating her slight cleavage. He immediately cut the engine upon seeing her bare feet kick up grass shavings, her tanned legs moving briskly, her auburn hair tied back in a pony tail. In her hands, she held onto a bottle of red lager.
"Hey there, cutie," he said with a devilish grin. "If there was ever a reason to work here, it was to see your smiling face."
She blushed.
"I thought you could use a little refreshment," Jaime said, handing him the beer. "You're working up a sweat again."
"What are you up to?" he queried. "Shouldn't you be at a beach cooling off in the ocean on a day like this instead of sitting inside with the air condition blowing."
"I'm studying for my SATs," she said "Now that I'm 18, the parents want to send me to college. I am just thinking I'll get my B.S. in nursing. Who knows, then I could shoot for the Ph.D."
"You are ambitious," he said. "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind me coming by a different time and giving you some pointers... on the test. I got a 2000."
Shawn's eyes drifted beyond her dimples and brown eyes to her firm breasts before noticing his gaze. Jaime giggled as she handled his chin and pushed it back up.
"My parents will be out of town next weekend, so I could get a lot done before the test the week after," she said. "I also have off until Sunday, so we could really catch up on a lot of things."
"I can work the A.M. shift on Friday," he replied. "I'll come over around 7 if that's okay with you."
Jaime twirled a stray lock of hair on her index finger; something she found weird because she rarely does things like that.
"That sounds great," she said, taking the empty bottle from his hand. "I'll order the pizza. Right now though, we should get back to work."
"Alright, gorgeous," he muttered as he watched her walking back to the house.
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The next Wednesday, Jaime was nearly giddy as someone who was not a cheerleader could be. One of her only close friends, Sarah was over at Jaime's house after school.
"It's not like I'm planning to have sex with him!" stated Jaime, her feet tucked under her plaid boxer shorts-clad butt. "It's just that He's the only guy in which I've been interested in. He's funny, handsome, and is making a future of himself. I just want to absorb his charm and have some fun."
