By Beetlebomb

It all started back when I first began dating this girl. Her name was Jeri. She was a very kind-hearted person, and stayed loyal throughout our entire relationship. I actually thought that I would end up marrying her, but I'll get back to that later.

It turned out that she had some problems: allergies, coughs, and the occasional cold. At first I thought nothing of it, but as our relationship deepened, and we began going to each other's houses after class it really began to surprise me that she was taking pills for them, I assumed. Three times a day; one in the morning, one during lunch, and one before bed. She told me that she needed them, but I was kept in the dark about it for a very long time.

Months passed, and our relationship as a couple grew closer. I ended up moving into her apartment after we graduated High School. It was very close to a community college that we both went to, so everything fell into place naturally.

One day I decided to indulge on the topic of her pills. At first she hesitated, as if trying to decide if I was the right person to notify of her current condition. At first I took this as a hint that she may have some deadly disease, and that our relationship would be coming to an end way sooner than I had expected. Being an open-minded person I told he right away what I thought. It seemed as if I was speaking to her back because she was constantly moving away from me; grabbing something from the refrigerator, brushing her teeth and putting her shoes on for class.

"Jeri, whatever it is you can tell me! I'm not going to be mad, I just want to know...you're killing me with these secrets!" the tension in my voice was strong and obivous.

Pinning on her last earring, she turned around sympathetically at me. "Peter... they're just pills for my health. I've had them for a while now. It's not big, really..." her voice trailed off. She was embarrassed.

"Ever since Middle School I've had problems growing, and I take them because my doctor prescribed them to me." I was skeptical. I mean, she was short! But not that short.

"Why are you taking pills? You're fine the way you are now."

She explained to me later how she was always embarrassed by her 5'2" frame, and her lack of curves always made her jealous of all her classmates. Being the loyal boyfriend, I feigned my absolute love(Cough cough) for her current body.

So as the days went by, I couldn't help but continue thinking to myself "Jeri is 19 years old now. There's no way she's still growing anymore." Still, I shrugged off my doubts and accepted her decisions. As long as it didn't hurt her and she was happy.

To help pay for college supplies and food, I ended up grabbing a job at a nearby Star Bucks. Nothing big, just something to help sustain everything we had. Jeri ended up picking up a job as a waitress at a small local restaurant joint called Joe's.

As College life went on I found myself having less and less private time with Jeri since we were both so busy with classes and our new jobs. I was studying to become a Biologist, while Jeri was studying English to become a Journalist, so we shared none of the same classes together. Our free time together revolved around having dinner at home once or twice a week, and simply enjoying each other's presence.

After living under the same room together it was only natural that we began sleeping together in the same bed. I got my funky groove on, and she, being the energetic little 5'2" rascal herself, enjoyed taking part in that action as well.

It didn't take long for me to notice some changes in her, but of course they were subtle. Possibly an inch every two to three months? I don't know. I didn't pay it to much attention at the time. She took no time in hiding her excitement, and we would spend the entire night 'celebrating'.

It wasn't until my Uncle got really sick that I really had to leave her and my home. I was the last of the family he had, so I took my visit to him with the utmost importance-- especially because I had no idea how much longer he had.

Jeri took it very well, and gave me a farewell kiss goodbye the day I left to Virginia.

Two weeks went by very quickly. My Uncle's death was determined 'unknown' by a strange new strand of virus. I was assured that it was not contagious and to just head back home, and not to worry. The doctors did end up naming it after him, and it went down in the medical books. However, my emotions were all focused on my loss.

Upon arriving back home, Jeri greeting me with her small open arms. She pecked several quick kisses on my face. "Oh baby, you don't know how much I missed you!" I had been keeping her up to date with his condition, so she had known he had passed away only a couple days previously.

Being the crazy college students that we were, she made sure to express her joy for my return. I remember it like the back of my hand. After softly closing the door she turned around, whipping her long amber hair over her shoulder and walked seductively towards me.

"You know, going two weeks without a man in the house has left me mighty horny." Her point-of-view made her eyes look straight up at me when her hands reached my chest. The whites of her eyes enhanced the beauty of her powerful green eyes.

Without hesitation she slowly began to unbutton my button-up long sleeve shirt. I found it so cute that she neglected to notice her lower lip fall slightly loose from her focus being on the buttons. I delicately snatched her hands up into mine and leaned down to kiss her passionately. She let herself fall down onto the couch and we began to make out with a deep lust that I neither of us thought existed.

Within moments our clothes were sprawled out everywhere in the living room and I was fucking her faster than ever! Her moans of pleasure only pushed me further towards the edge and I could already feel my climax building. Soon we began to kiss simultaneously while I continued to gyrate my hips into her.

"Oh god!!! Peter! D-Don't stop! Yea YEA YEA YEA!!!! RIGHT THERE! MHMM MHMM!!!!" I was sure the neighbors could hear, but that made it only better. I felt like my dick was going to pop. Nothing else mattered. It was all about Jeri then.