Marie was now dancing 6 days a week between lessons and rehearsals. Twice a week there was just her, her dance partner, and the instructor. She had a dance class on Tuesdays and then after the boy would come and they had a special one hour lesson with the instructor. On Fridays the instructor would open one hour early for them to practice as well. On this particular Tuesday, after class, the instructor had told Marie he would not be able to open up early for them on Friday. Instead he offered her a key to the studio so she and her partner, Luc, could practice. Marie was always there first as her school was closer, which is why she had the key.

That Friday Marie chose to wear a white, short sleeved leotard under her blouse and skirt for school. Normally she just brought her dance clothes with her and changed when she arrived at the studio as the instructor was always there already, but today she would be opening and with all that was involved in that, at least to her, being already dressed to dance would be faster. Luc could change as she turned on the lights and such and they would have plenty of time for practice.

The day had proven unseasonable hot and Marie wasn't really looking forward to an hour of hard dancing. She arrived at the studio and unlocked the door. Even though she knew every square inch of the place, it made her a bit uneasy to be there alone. Instead of going around and turning on lights, she decided to wait by the door for Luc.

Within a few minutes he appeared at the door. “Hi! Did you just get here?”

“Kinda... I didn't want to walk around here alone, so I decided to wait for you,” she answered.

“Gawd! It's just as hot in here as it was in school today. Maybe we should go swimming instead,” Luc laughed.

“It's tempting, but the recital is just a few weeks away and we need the practice,” Marie reminded him.

“I know,” he grinned. “I was just teasing. Let's go change and get this over with before I die of the heat!”

The two went into the changing room together. Neither gave the fact they would change together a second thought. It was not unusual for the older boys and girls to use the same changing room. Marie took off her skirt and blouse and hung it in a locker. She then sat on the bench to put on her shoes. Luc had his back to her as he changed. As he stripped down, she admired his muscular body. She had never really noticed it before. The heat had affected her as well and today she wasn't as focused on dance as she normally was.

She had known Luc for over two years now. He had always been friendly toward her, but in the last few months she found herself being more comfortable with him. Instead of it being her and some of the girls together, lately she preferred his company. He seemed to feel the same way. Even if they had separate lessons, he always seemed to be there after her lesson. A few times he had walked her home and occasionally they would stop for an ice cream or something.

“It's too hot even to get dressed!” Luc joked.

“Don't then,” Marie half joked back.

“Huh?” Luc blurted.

“You have your dance belt on. Just wear that,” Marie challenged.

“Yeah, right!” Luc countered. “I can hear it now when your class comes in and sees me dancing with you in just a dance belt!”

“They can't come in until we unlock the door, remember?” replied Marie.

“Are you serious? You wouldn't mind if I just wore a belt?” Luc questioned.

“I don't mind as long as you don't. It's not like I haven't seen you in just a belt before and your front is covered anyway,” Marie answered trying to be nonchalant about the whole thing. The thought of him dancing in just a belt excited her and also made her blush, although she tried not to.

“OK,” smiled Luc as her accepted her challenge. “Let's go!” He turned and walked out of the changing room. Noticing she wasn't coming, he yelled back, “Are you coming? The dance is for both of us.”

Marie was in shock. She had suggested he do it, but never expected him to. She walked in to the now lit studio. Luc was standing in front of the mirrored wall. She knew tights were just thin material, but now realized how much of a difference it made without them. She could see Luc's now exposed ass in the mirrors. Seeing him like that made her feel a bit naked as well. She was wearing a leotard, but nothing else.

Trying to refocus on dance, Marie started to warm up. At first Luc just watched her, but soon started warming up as well. He did keep his eye on her though. After a few minutes, Luc suggested they practice the part of the dance that had all the lifts. It was a difficult section, but they had been doing fine. Marie agreed and turned on the music.

Marie tried to focus. The first few lifts were simple ones with Luc's hands on her hips. The next was a carry. Normally Marie was concentrated on the dance, but not as much today. As Luc picked her up, she realized his hand was right on her pussy. The realization made her momentarily jerk. “Let's do that one again, you sort of messed up a little,” Luc suggested.

Marie nodded and blushed at the same time. His hand was on her pussy and she had never realized it. It made her blush.

“It's OK. We both make mistakes,” Luc comforted, not realizing it wasn't the mistake that had made her blush. “Even the great Marie makes SOME mistakes,” he laughed.

Again trying to stay focused, Marie restarted the music. Luc lifted her in the same way. This time Marie didn't shudder as she had before, but still was aware of his hand. “Better,” Luc mumbled at the end of the move. “Let's do it again to be sure.”

Again Marie restarted the music and again they did the lift, but this time, instead of gracefully letting Marie down and continuing, he stopped, but kept his hand on her crotch. He was thankful for the belt – his hard on wasn't noticeable, but he could feel it straining to get out. “Let's take a break,” he suggested, still not moving his hand.

Marie wasn't sure what to do. He wasn't “dancing”, he was “feeling”. Her problem was it felt good. She didn't really want him to move his hand away, even though she know she was suppose to. “OK,” she said softly. She stood before him without moving with his hand still on her pussy even though it was not moving.

“You look hot,” Luc said softly. Marie blushed. She was hot, but not from just the heat. After a few moments, Luc's hand left Marie's pussy and both his hands went to her shoulders. “Maybe you have too much clothing on?” he asked quietly as his hands went to the neckline of her leotard and started to slowly pull on it. Marie said nothing as the garment stretched down over her shoulders.

She knew what he was doing. He was taking off her leotard. What she didn't know was what to do about it, if anything. She knew she should push him away, but part of her wanted him to see as well. Her leotard slid down as she debated. Instinctively she pulled her hands from the sleeves without thinking about it.

Her mind was still hotly debating what she should do when she felt her leotard fall to her feet. “You're pretty,” Luc muttered.

Marie stood frozen, completely naked now, with the leotard draped across her feet. She blushed. This was the first time she actually felt a boy looking at her nakedness. It wasn't the first time she had been naked with boys around, but that was to change. His hand went to her small, but stiff nipple. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. For an unknown reason, Marie stopped blushing and being embarrassed. He was almost naked and she was naked. Nature was taking over. She reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and they kissed.

Her arms loosened from his neck and slowly slid down his back. She felt his do the same. As her hands slid over the waistband on his belt, his hands grasped her ass. She did the same to him. Her hand slid around to his front. She rubbed up the front of the belt to his belly. “Take it off...” she whispered.

A few movements later, the belt was at his feet. There was now nothing covering either of them. He stood and his hand went to her pussy. At first she instinctively jumped and he pulled his hand away. She was more startled than anything else. She could feel his cock sandwiched between then. She wanted to touch it, but was now hesitant. He had tried to touch her and she jumped, causing him to pull his hand away. She couldn't touch him now after doing that. She hoped he would try again. This time she would let him touch so she could too.

She didn't have long to wait. It seemed like both an eternity and immediately his hand was back. As much as she wanted it there and was willing to let him put it there, she kept her legs close together. It was one thing to have his hand there, but something else to open her legs for him. He seemed content to feel what he could though. After what Marie felt was a reasonable time, her hand went from his back to his front again. She jerked away when she felt him move back slightly, quickly placing her hand on his ass cheek again. Now she was embarrassed, feeling she had done something wrong.

It upset her when his hand left her back. She had ruined everything. She was about to start crying when she felt his hand on hers. He slowly dragged her hand off his ass and to his front, placing it on his cock. It embarrassed her when she realized he had moved not because he was upset, but to give her room.

Her fingers explored what had been hidden between them. His cock felt soft, but was hard as a rock. Her fingers wrapped around it and slid down its length. It seemed bigger than she remembered and it was hot. Naturally she knew about erections and had seen cocks before, but this one was erect and in her hand. She smiled because she realized it was erect because of her. Her fingers went lower to his ball sack.

She suddenly felt pressure on her inner thigh. Luc was pushing on it and she knew it was a signal for her to part her legs. While still unsure if she was ready for all this, with her fingers exploring his sex, she couldn't really say no. Nervously she parted her legs and his hand slipped between them. It embarrassed her to have his hand between her naked legs and his finger touching what no boy had ever even come close to touching. Her mind told her to pull back, but her body pushed her pussy against his hand. She felt that familiar tingle deep inside her and knew she would climax soon.