Corrupting Amber Ch. 01

I was certain that the eyes I was gazing into belonged to the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. She was beautiful, loyal, intelligent, and selfless. It was hard to imagine life without her, since we had began our courtship early during freshman year in high school.

Now both being 18, and nearly out of high school, our relationship had become much more than a mere courtship. Since then we had been inseperable. We went to all the dances together, spent every weekend together, even went on a trip to Eastern Washington together. And although I loved her, there were many things that I still wanted to experience. Being a strait laced student, I felt I had missed out on meeting alot of different people. I had never even been drunk before, but that is not what bothered me. I had always wanted to date a bad girl before I settled down with my true love. I wanted a girl that was wild and sexy to fill the empty hole that was typically filled with teenage rebellion. A girl that smoked, drank, swore, had sex, and just plain didn't give a shit. Amber and I did have sex, but she fit none of the other descriptions. I didn't really expect to have already met my true love by senior year in high school. Sometimes I couldn't believe that I was even with her, that maybe she was a dream. She was 5'3" and had an amazing, petite body. She had strait brown hair to the middle of her back and fair skin. Her eyes were big and bright and always brought a smile to my face. Like brown orbs of energy, radiating pure innocent beauty. Below her cute button nose was the fullest, poutiest, bee stung red lips I had ever seen. They had always reminded me of Angelina Jolies' lips. And despite being the absolute perfect woman, she still didn't erase the desire for a bad girl. So I had made a choice, I was going to tell her that I wanted to explore my options for a little while. There was only about two months before we graduated and I was going to run away with her to California. As we sat on the bed looking at eachother, her beautiful brown eyes gazing lovingly into mine, I suddenly felt a wave of guilt sweep over me. I was about to tell this girl, who would do anything for me, that she wasn't good enough. I didn't want to, but if I could just get this fantasy out of my system, maybe it would allow me to love Amber even more.

"Amber......I.....I've been thinking about us, and.......how we're so young."

Ambers' eyes opened a little more and her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something. But she closed them and awaited the rest of my statement.

"Maybe we should check and see if we are really the ones for eachother before we move away together."

Her eyes were now very glassy and her bottom lip was quivering, and another wave of guilt and sadness swept over me.

"But....why? Don't you love me still?" She asked.

"Yeah..it's just....I think we need to be sure, that's all." I couldn't even look at her.

"But Matt, I am sure. I knew you were the one when I saw you. I've loved you since the day I met you, there's no one else in this world I'd rather be with." Her voice was higher than usual and unsteady.

"But how can you know? We're so young, we haven't been with anyone else but eachother."

"I believe in fate Matt, I believe that God will show us our soulmate if we follow Him. I am sure you are my soulmate and don't need to "check." You make me happier than I have ever been. When I'm with you I feel like I'm whole, like I have everything I could ever need. I would do anything for you." Her eyes were trying to search my face for answers but I was staring at her baby blue blanket.

Her last words stuck with me and began to open a new door.

"You would do anything for me?" I asked intrigued and excited.

"Of course sweety, I love you more than anything." Her words were true and loyal.

"But what if I wanted you to change a little....just for a little while." I asked, mentally crossing my fingers.

"Like how?" She inquired.

"Like.....kind of like role-playing. You know, just for fantasy."

"What would I be?" She asked, obviously confused.

"A.....a...bad girl." I said the last words quickly and quietly, almost as if trying to sneak them past her.

"You want me to be a bad girl Matt?" She sounded hurt, like I had just told her she wasn't good enough for me.

"Just sometimes...act like it...you know...I...well....would you?"

"I guess I could try....if that's what you want."

In my mind I was doing cartwheels but I remained calm on the outside. I was going to have the best of both worlds. A beautiful girl whom I loved, and a bad girl who turned me on.

"So that's what this was all about? You were worried you would have this repressed fantasy that would tear us apart?" She asked, suddenly switching to psychologist mode.

"Yeah, I just didn't want to let this stupid idea ruin our relationship later in our lives. I'm sorry....I wish I didn't want this so bad."

"It's okay sweetie, I'm just glad that your still mine." She said sweetly and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Me too honey."

To Be Continued...