It was my Senior year in high school when I finally succumbed to the urge that I had only fantasized when I masturbated. Billy and I were both 18 and he was going to go to college out of town, so it was now or never.
Since my parents wouldn't be home all day, I invited Billy over to my house to do homework together. I wore my short green plaid skirt. The hem just covers my ass cheeks. White cotton knee high socks, white blouse and saddle shoes. Under my blouse a stuffed white bra. My hair was done in short pig tails.
I just finished dressing when the door bell rang. As I walked to the door I was picturing Billy's face when he sees me standing there dressed like I am. I opened the door and wasn't surprised by his reaction. I told him to close his mouth before a bug flew in it and come on in.
After closing the door behind him I walked over to the steps that lead to my bedroom upstairs. I turned to him smile and say follow me. As I walked up the stairs I wiggled my ass from side to side. I also would be up high enough on the stairs so he could get a slight glimpse of my ass cheeks. Billy was in a trance. I suspected his bi-sexuality many years before, but this was confirmed to me when we followed me up the stairs.
By the time we got to my bedroom I was so horny I could hardly contain myself. I told Billy to put his books on my dresser as I walked over to the full length mirror on the other side of the room. I stared into the mirror at the sexy school girl image reflected in it.