You can hear me rummaging in the closet, doing who knows what, when you
hear me call out to you, "John, come here and see what I found!" You come
into the bedroom and find me sitting on the floor of the closet in front
of the hope chest, digging through its contents. "Look!" I say as I hold
up my high school cheerleader outfit. "Remember when I used to wear this?
I wonder if it still fits."
"Oh yes, honey, I remember you in THAT! God, how I wanted to fuck you
then, but you were always with that football player, what's his name,
Jack or Jock."
"His name was Jake, and you were always off with Cheryl anyway. I
wanted you then too, only you never seemed interested. God! I used
to watch you sitting there in the bleachers, hoping you would look at
me and catch a glimpse of my panties as I jumped up and down doing my
cheers. My panties were always wet at those games, from wanting you
so much and wishing you would notice me. I would have done anything
to get you away from Cheryl and have you then!"
"Anything? How could I have been so blind in those days not to
notice? I always thought you were there for Jake tho."
"And I always thought you were there for Cheryl! Gosh, we lost a lot of
time, even tho we found each other in college. You never did get to fuck
your cheerleader tho. Do you still want your cheerleader, honey? I CAN be
your cheerleader if you like. If I will please you, I'll be your
cheerleader. I'll do anything to please you!"
You feel a tightening in your groin as a thought passes through yo...
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