Beyond Super - Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2: Alyssa’s Invitation

Clark hadn’t slept well all week, his time at night spent either fantasizing about the girl next door or reprimanding himself for his inability to stop thinking about her. He was also more than a little curious about that artifact she had been given for her birthday, something from the field of the farm where he had crash landed as a child. Or so she’d said. Additionally, he couldn’t help but wonder about the exact nature of her wish.

As he walked out of his front door to go to work the following Friday, he again saw Alyssa emerging from her house at the same time. Hoping to avoid her, he hustled to his car, but the sexy blonde intercepted him, wedging herself between him and his vehicle just as he reached for the door handle.

“Surprise!” she said, beaming up at him, forcing him to take a step back to avoid pressing himself into her luscious body once again. As he backed away, his eyes swept down her body, which, if anything, seemed even better than before! She was wearing her cheer outfit, which looked to be a size or two too small. Her breasts were clearly larger than before, her breathtaking curves straining the tight fabric of her halter top to its absolute limit. Her stomach, beautifully toned before, seemed to have even more definition than usual today, the faint lines of her abs having become more deeply etched. Her hips seemed slightly wider, the striations in her smooth thighs and elegantly rounded calves more pronounced. And her face was even more stunning than it had been earlier in the week. The girl’s hair was bound in another long ponytail, flecks of gold and silver sparkling as it caught the sun’s morning light.

Her huge, expressive blue eyes warmed with delight as they caught him checking her out. She returned the favor, her gaze gliding over his massive arms as they tensed, his white, button-up shirt pulling tight against his impressive biceps. She licked her lips as she took in his broad chest and concave stomach before shifting her gaze downward to the growing bulge in his pants.

“I’ve been having a bit of a growth spurt,” she said, her luscious lips molding themselves into a sly smile as her eyes flicked upward once again to meet his. She lowered her hands to the hem of her tiny skirt, her slender fingers pulling its fabric outward from each hip. “You like?”

She did a little pirouette, spinning in place. The motion caused her short skirt to flare out, revealing the rest of her silky thighs and perfectly toned hamstrings all the way to the flaring curvature of her incredible ass. Stopping when her face once again faced Clark, her skirt spun a bit further before rebounding to settle once again over those long legs of hers. She giggled as she stared into his entranced eyes.

“I’m pretty sure you do,” she said, her azure eyes flashing mischievously. “And my body’s been developing in other ways too! I’ve been getting stronger! I set a school record for running a mile in gym class yesterday, and I did more sit-ups than anyone in class! Even the guys!”

After seeing her body, Clark wasn’t surprised. Her athletic physique looked to be the equal of that of any Olympic athlete, though he could think of none who also sported her voluptuous curves. Only Diana had a form more amazing than this girl’s, and at this point, the gap had nearly been closed.

“You should totally come see me at the game tonight!” the girl squealed suddenly, startling Clark from his reverie. She clapped her hands together in excitement.

Clark swallowed hard, his mouth going dry. He knew he should politely decline, but for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to speak the words.

“You will, won’t you?” Her large blue eyes pleaded with him, her succulent lips taking on an imploring pout.

Still, he didn’t respond, staring at her like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Please, please, please!” she begged him, taking his hand in hers. Her skin was so soft, her nails perfectly manicured.

“I… guess so,” Clark finally gave in. He really didn’t want to disappoint her. He couldn’t. “Sure.”

“Yes!” she cried, her expressive eyes dancing with delight as she flashed him a dazzling smile. “It’s at 7:00 at the stadium.”

She released his hand, then glanced at his car before fluttering her long eyelashes coquettishly. “Would you mind giving me a ride to school? With our little chat, I might be a little late if I walk...”

She shifted her weight from side to side, drawing his eyes to her elegantly rounded hips.

“Of course,” Clark agreed, unable to resist helping someone who asked something of him—especially Alyssa.

They both got in the car. In the enclosed space, Clark caught the floral scent of the girl’s perfume as he started the car. The dizzyingly pleasant fragrance washed over him, sending a wave of goosebumps over his warm, prickling skin.

“So you must work out a lot, huh?” asked Alyssa with an ambiguous smile as they backed out of his driveway.

“What?!” asked Clark, caught off guard by the unexpected question.

“You said you worked out when you saved me from falling the other day, right?” she clarified, reaching out to drift the fingers of her left hand over the outer ridge of Clark’s rock-hard tricep. “And even though you try to hide it, I can tell your body is totally amazing.”

“I don’t try to hide it!” Clark protested, always defensive when his secret identity was at all threatened, even with the most innocuous of queries. He adjusted his glasses nervously as he continued to drive to the local high school.

Alyssa gave him a knowing look. “Oh, come on. Most people with a gym body as built and sexy as yours would want to flaunt it at every opportunity.” The corners of her lush, pink lips turned slightly upward into a naughty smirk. “Why don’t I ever see you in your yard shirtless?”

“That wouldn’t be appropriate,” Clark shot back shrilly, alarmed at the direction this conversation was taking.

“Whoa, defensive much? It’s not inappropriate for guys to take off their shirts? My dad does it whenever he goes for a swim in the pool! And Dave, the guy two houses down does it all the time while he’s mowing, beer belly and all! You don’t think they’re being inappropriate, do you?”

“Well, no…” Clark replied grudgingly.

“Well then, why does the guy with the best body in the entire neighborhood go to such lengths to hide his super-chiseled physique, I wonder…” She put a finger to her lips in an exaggerated thinking gesture, her large eyes twinkling mischievously.

Clark began to panic. Was she close to figuring out his secret? She had said super! Great Scott! He felt his heart rate rising.

She cast the powerful superhero a sidelong glance, before breaking out into a giggle. “Am I being totally obvious?”

“Obvious?” asked Clark, baffled. This girl had him all sorts of off balance. How was it that an eighteen-year-old girl was doing this to him?

“Yeah,” she said, turning to look at him with a twinkle in her eyes. “Now you pretty much know how desperate I am to see you with your shirt off…”

Clark felt his cheeks begin to burn. He didn’t know what to say to that. At least that was what she had meant, rather than suspecting he might be Superman. He really needed to relax around this girl. She was harmless! His worries were completely unfounded! There was just something about her. Something about how she could make him feel as if he were the younger and less experienced of the two.

Clark breathed a sigh of relief. He had arrived at her school. Stepping on the brake, he let his tense shoulders relax slightly before announcing. “We’re here.”

His gorgeous blonde passenger blinked, then looked around, her perfect lips forming a slight frown. Then, her expression changed, her mischievous smile quickly reappearing.

She leaned over, her full breasts pressing against the hard muscles of his sculpted arm, and kissed his cheek. “Remember your promise to come to the game tonight,” she whispered.

Clark breathed in her scent,  shuddered under the rapturous touch of her incredible body. God, this girl was sexy. Seeing his reaction, the girl’s smile broadened, and she climbed slowly out of the car, her slender body undulating out of the seat to put her barely-covered ass on breathtaking display. She closed the door,  giving him a wave and a wink as she spun on her heel and walked into the school, blonde hair bouncing and swishing behind her.

Clark sat in his car, gathering himself for a moment. He took another deep breath of her lingering scent then drove to the Daily Planet, every one of his thoughts along the way dedicated to his beautiful young neighbor.