Playing Hard to get

     Reggie also flirted a lot with Veronica. Neither of them would tell anyone how far their relationship really went.  Reggie also dated girls Betty barely knew: Delores Medina,

Heather Scott etc., and etcetera. The girls definitely running after Reggie for some reason. Betty felt it was not just because of his money, or his good looks. The girls would

find all kinds of excuses to caress his body. Betty found herself becoming impatient when they would be together and some girl would stop them in the hallway.

“Hi, Reggie, do you have and extra pen. I can’t seem to find mine.” This was from Dolores Medina. Betty shook her head as she noted that Delores’ hand was caressing his

arm and she was very close to him. “Come on Reggie, we’ll be late for class”, Betty had said, pulling Reggie away, but not before he caressed Dolores’ buttocks.

     Reggie never tried to caress Betty’s butt, or breasts, or stick his tongue in her mouth when he kissed her, as he did the other girls he flirted with. Betty was beginning to

wonder what was wrong with her?

Why did they want Reggie so badly? Why didn't he ever make a serious pass at me?

 Reggie always treated Betty with the utmost respect. That was fine. But he treated the other girls as women. That was intriguing. And very frustrating.

    Betty's curiosity about how it felt to be touched like a woman began to get stronger. Betty just had to know what the real attraction to her pal Reggie was. Archie tried a few

times to take things further with Betty, but his fumbling only angered her.  Betty just could not ask her girlfriends, as she was embarrassed about her naivety. Betty even tried

asking Reggie, but like the jerk off he was, all he would say was, “Its cause I'm so great, babe. They can't resist this handsome face.”

That smirk Reggie always flashed was on his face.

No way am I going to tell Betty that my sexual prowess was what made the chicks flock around . She was such an innocent. The thought horrified him. He did not want Betty to

hate him.

     Once, after the last class of the day, Betty caught sight of Reggie and Cheryl disappearing into an empty chemistry classroom. His arm was around her shoulders.

Betty just could not help herself. She had to know…what were they up to?

Betty shamelessly inched her way up to the room to see what they doing.

I just have to see… she thought, risking a peek inside...

    Cheryl was very tightly wedged between Reggie's legs, and they were engaged in a very deep, hot and torrid kissing session.

 “I can't wait any longer Cher”.  This was Reggie voice, smooth as silk.

Reggie's hands were under Cheryl's tight blouse, causing her to moan and egg him on,

"That's it lover, ahhh, ummm, gooood, keep doing that, yeahh! "

Cheryl was rubbing against him as hard as she could. Betty couldn't explain the tingling sensations she was feeling, all over her body. Her breath was beginning to increase

and she felt flushed. She cringed when she saw Cheryl slowly sinking to her knees, and the zipper of Reggie's pants being lowered. She had to get out of there.

What shameful behaviour! I hate them both!

She left before they discovered her spying.

     Then there was the time after a big foot ball game, Betty caught the cheerleader captain, Heather Green with Reggie behind the bleachers. Heather had his dick in her

mouth, like she was sucking on a lollipop. Betty ran away, horrified and her panties were wet. Another time she was at a house party and heard a girl named Margie brag she had just screwed Reggie in the bathroom.

      Oh and how about the time she caught Reggie and Midge Klump making love in the janitor's closet? Betty had gone there to get the mop as Jughead spilled his whole

two liter bottle of grape soda in the study hall. Mr. Swenson the school janitor was busy, and Jug made a huge mess.

“I’ll help you Jug. I’m going to get the mop.”

 When she entered the janitor’s closet, she saw Reggie there, with his back to her.

Nice ass Betty thought before the wonderment of why she was seeing his bare buttocks sank in. Reggie was standing over a bent over Midge, who was whimpering as if in

pain. But her face looked blissful. At the sound of Betty’s shocked gasp! they both looked around saw Betty standing there, gaping in shock at the sight of them. Midge

screamed when she saw Betty.

“Betty! Oh God!” Midge cried out. Betty seemed frozen in place. She was unable to leave, and unable to stay.

” Ahh, Shit!” Reggie cried out when he saw Betty, his passion deflated as if he was doused with ice water.

God, was Betty traumatized? Reggie was horrified that Betty saw them.

He very quickly pulled his jeans up.

This guy is definitely an animal!  thought Betty, as she ran away. They both called her, but she ran, forgetting what she needed from the room. Reggie ran after her, but soon

lost sight of her.

    Betty did not answer his calls for a few days after that. Since that episode, Betty made sure she went in the opposite direction of Reggie Mantle from then on. She could not

take any more of his antics.  It seemed like anytime she came across him, she found him getting ready to or actually engaging in sex with some girl.

Betty found that she was becoming obsessed with sexual thoughts lately. All about Reggie.

What was wrong with her?

     Betty did find herself thinking of how big he was. She blushed deep red whenever she saw him and thought of him with Midge. He knew why she was blushing, too. He

and Midge found it hard to give Betty eye contact since that day. Reggie felt his ears burn whenever he saw Betty. He was very ashamed of her seeing his bum.  He planned

to be more discreet, never mind if the chicks liked the kinkiness of those forbidden trysts.

“Um, look Bets, about the other day...” Betty always cut him off when he tried to explain, he was still red faced with shame that Betty saw his, well, his diddly...

"Just forget it Mantle, it was no Big deal" Betty would say to him, with a nasty intonation.

Reggie really blushed at that, he just turned and walked away, thoroughly humiliated

and angry at her words.