B.D.K. Chapter 1

In retrospect, it was nothing short of a miracle that I'd known Kelly for four years without any suspicion towards her secret. We met freshman year of college on a co-ed soccer team, quickly developing an open rapport and becoming close. We didn't spend every waking moment together, but we did meet fairly regularly, getting a meal or taking a day hike. Our conversations had almost no boundaries, ranging from religion to relationships, politics to poetry, sports to sex. We were affectionate with each other, always greeting one another with big hugs. She would sometimes take my arm when we walked together, or leap onto my back from behind; we were always laughing and horsing around. After a couple years we had become so openly attached to our friendship that we decided not to risk it by pushing for something more. And so nothing overtly sexual ever happened between us until the night she told me her secret.

I'd spent a lot of time ogling Kelly over the years, in shorts and sports bras, summer dresses or jeans and tight low cut shirts. She was absolutely gorgeous; there was no doubt about that. Her body was the perfect combination of womanly curves and muscular athleticism. Long, smoothly defined legs thickening into wide hips and an incredibly full round ass, which she loved to show off in tight shorts. Kelly's waist narrowed into a taunt core, her belly flat and slightly rippled in the way of fit women. She was in terrific shape, and her chest was stacked with breasts that defied metabolic sense. They were easily DD, resting on her ribs like two lush, rounded teardrops, and her deep cleavage had a tendency to jiggle distractingly when she ran or walked or did anything at all. She was not wispy or unattractively ripped; she was a strong, well-built young woman.

I had a habit of resting my hand or elbow on Kelly's head (she was about 5'6" and I am 5'11") and her hair was thicker and softer than any other I have ever felt. It was a glossy deep chestnut, waving slightly below her shoulders where it hung to her mid back, naturally highlighted by the summer sun.