They looked in her direction. Lilly Chappell, who’d always been pretty, but quite chubby as well, had taken off a serious amount of weight over the last few years. Shapely as ever now, her hair was much shorter. Her body was a killer so to speak. She took off that stomach she once had. And in addition to her boobs, she had hips which did not quit.
They looked in her direction. They had to remember her before recognizing who she was. Yes, her hair was a lot shorter. She seemed to be smiling all the time nowadays. And it appeared none of them could get their eyes off this boundless beauty as the skirt she had on easily emphasized all the bends and curves the older woman of 32 would show off.
He split from that crowd. He unassumingly headed her way. Quiet as he was in high school, he was more talkative now that he was older. He was a little like her. He too was chubby. He too had his fair share of problems while in high school. He could never shake that added weight he had. But now, now that he was out of school, he worked his butt off to get into shape. And he did.
“Hi Ms. Chappell,” he said, trying to force a smile as he was a little uncomfortable walking right up to his former teacher. She turned and smiled but didn’t initially recognize him. “It’s Harrison. Harrison Minor,” he said.
“Harrison,” she said, surprised at how he looked. “How are you?” and the gleaming smile grew wider as they “re-introduced” one another.
They shook hands. Her hand felt soft. It felt wonderful. He did not mean for that emotion to happen but it did anyway. He liked it. He said he was fine. He asked how she was. She smiled, into his eyes, and they stood there getting reacquainted. She made him feel at home. It was almost as if it was the old days. It was like being back in high school. She’d always made him feel better when she tutored him on certain subjects but now, well now it was all different.
Both were a little older. Both were a little more mature. Both had lost a considerable amount of weight. And both appeared to look very, very good too.
“We should get together sometime,” she said, not realizing what she said. “That would be wonderful. Don’t you think soooo?”
He smiled, modestly and said, “I guess so,” as in is that normal. “Sure, I’d like that,” he went on to tell her. “Great, when?” he asked.
“You tell me,” she told him.
“I’m free this week. I’ll be heading back to... ” and he told her to what city he was now living in.
“Great,” she said. “How about tomorrow afternoon?”
He smiled a little more comfortably and they stared into the other’s eyes. He thought about it a moment and then he said yes. She wrote down her address and gave him directions and all of a sudden they were on their merry way.
“What was all that about?” asked one of his former classmates.
He said nothing so not to be harassed by them. This was simply a get together and nothing else. It was cool, to him that is, and as he thought about it, it was nothing but that.
The next day arrived. He got dressed wearing a nice, pressed polo shirt and jeans. When he left he knew he was a bit early, but was happy regardless seeing as he was headed out to her place. For some reason, and he didn’t know why, he felt happy he was going.
She was all ready dressed. “Hi, come on in,” she told him. A brilliant smile lay on her face. She pushed open the door all the way. “So how was the rest of your night?"
He told her it was fine and she responded with “Good, I’m happy to hear that. May I offer you anything to drink?”
He took water. They soon sat and talked. Her eyes, for whatever reason, seemed to be all over him. He noticed a little later on and wasn’t sure why. Nor was she for that matter.
“Boy, I sure have to admit but you do look great,” he told her. “I mean all the weight you’ve lost.”
“Yeah, it is amazing. I’ll admit it feels odd but look at you. I mean, look at yourself. You’re the one who has lost a heck of a lot of weight too,” she told him.
She was impressed. She marveled at how much he’d lost. In turn, he had to admit, he felt the same way about her. This went back and forth. Both complimenting each other, both becoming more and more comfortable around one another, and both feeling more at ease with each other as the afternoon went along.
Out of nowhere, the woman, his former teacher, as they chatted, laid a hand on his leg for some reason. There wasn’t any intention on her part but it sure felt like it to him. He looked down at her hand as she spoke. She was nodding. She was happy. She was smiling. She was friendlier then he would have expected her to be.
“You’re such a sweet young man, Harrison,” Lilly Chappell told him. “I’ve never known anyone to be soooo sweet like you,” and again she put her hand on his leg.
He looked down. This is odd, he thought. What is she doing, he wondered? Is that normal, he asked himself. Do teachers, even former teachers for that matter, do this sort of thing? He wasn’t sure but tried letting it all go. He liked her as his former teacher. He knew that but what she had just done or was doing in putting her hand on his leg, he wasn’t so sure about.
He looked down again. There it was. Her hand was on his thigh, but not doing anything, but sitting there in a friendly gesture as they spoke. He looked back at her as she talked while she smiled and so did he. He answered her when asked but it all felt so weird too.
“So is there a girl in your life now?” she asked out of nowhere.
That was a weird question, he told himself, but answered with, “No, not these days.”
“Awwww that must stink,” she came back.
“Nah, not all the time,” he told her. “I miss having one but it’s not all that bad,” he added.
“Me too,” she said.
“Huh, a pretty looking woman like you?” he told her and she nodded although she smiled and said yes. “I can’t understand that.”
“It happens but look at us, two individuals, out of high school, out of college, and having lost all this weight and what do we have for it all. Nothing,” she told him.
He was agreeing by nodding his head. He looked at her. She stared at him. Again, here she was a smiling, prettier then ever looking woman, and in search of what? He didn’t ask himself that question but it seemed as though he should have seeing as she was the “friendly” one that day.
“I’d have to say I miss it more then I thought I would,” she went on to say.
He thought about it and agreed. “Me too I suppose.”
They laughed and before either of them knew it, they were touching one another’s hands or bodies. Neither was sure of what that meant but it was nice to have a connection to the other. They talked some more. She asked if he wanted some more water. He said yes and she went and got some.
As she walked away, Harrison found himself studying her backside. He really liked how she looked from what he saw. “Excuse me for saying this Ms. Chappell,” and she cut him off and told him to call her Lilly now that she was no longer his teacher. Then she asked him to continue. “Oh it was nothing,” he said.
“No, go on Harrison. What were you going to say,” she said.
“I noticed how nice you look from the backside,” he told her.
She was surprised by his compliment. “Ohhh really?” she exclaimed with a smile piercing his eyes. “Well thank you, that’s soooo sweet of you to say.” With that, she sat down, and again touched his leg.
He liked it a lot.
What he hadn’t actually ever paid attention to was Lilly’s front side. Yes, she did have a great looking ass and yes, she also had wonderful looking hips as well, but what he never had ever paid attention to seeing as he was her teacher were her blossomed breasts, which now were clearly bigger then life itself.
“I must say, Harrison,” she found herself telling him. “You have turned into an exceptional young man. I’m so happy we got together today,” and she smiled, again.
It was the first time he noticed her eyes. They were soft. They were redeeming in that they accepted you for who you were. They appeared weak but she was not that at all. She was a very warm and loving woman and she wanted you to be her friend at all costs no matter what.
“If I were only, possibly, a few years younger,” she went off to say as she smiled. “I’d easily go out on a date with you. I know, I know,” she added, “that sounds ridiculous and little childish too, doesn’t it?” she added as she shook her head and smiled, again.
“No, I don’t think so,” he told her.
Silence interrupted their conversation as both sat side by side on the couch. She looked deeply into his eyes. He stared back, wondering. What was going on in her head, he asked himself. He didn’t know but she seemed so much prettier these days compared to back in high school when she was a chubbier looking woman. But now, well now she was so much slimmer. Her body, to him, appeared so much “tighter” then normal compared to when he was her teacher.
For the very first time something said “Wow” to him. Do I like her?
“Is something a matter, Harrison?” she asked, in a sweeter then normal smooth voice.
“Oh, uh no,” he said. “I don’t know. No, everything is, uhhh, fine.”
But it wasn’t or so she thought it wasn’t and again it happened. Her hand, the same exact one which had laid down on his thigh was there again. He looked at it. He looked at her. He looked at her hand again and then at her.
“I uhhh like that,” he said.
“You like what?” she asked.
“Uhhhhhh when your hand is on my leg like that,” he told her.
“Really, I just do that,” and she took it off.
For whatever reason she took it off and he said, for whatever reason, “You don’t have to do that.”
“I don’t have to do what?” she asked.
Silence ensued, again.
Then he told her, “You don’t have to take your hand off my leg.”
She looked at his leg. She looked at him. Again, she looked at his leg and then at him. The hand, suddenly, laid down on his leg again. “Like this?” she said, smiling warmly. He nodded. “You like it when I touch your leg like this? I don’t mean to disturb you when I do it. It’s just a habit of mine.”
“It’s nice,” he said, smiling into her eyes. “I do like it.” Harrison, for whatever reason, reached out, and he touched the side of her arm, “Do you like it when I do this?”
She didn’t say or nod yes right at that moment but soon enough she did and said “I guess so.