Setting : Anytime after Edward leaves in New Moon and Bella 'wakes up.'

pairing Bella/Mike - cause poor old Mike needs to get some action.

M for adult settings (e.g – lemons)

Part of my '2013' collection.

I don't own these characters. Just taking them for a spin.

Chapter 1

Mikes POV – spring 2006

With a final grunt, I finished the last bench-press rep and carefully let the weight bar fall into the holding slots. Taking a few deep breaths, I slowly sat up on the vinyl bench, sweat pouring from my tired body, and leaned over to the floor to grab my water bottle. I took a thirsty swallow, the cool liquid refreshing me instantly.

I moved my neck around a few times, working out the kinks, before again leaning down again. I grabbed my towel, wiped myself dry, and spent a minute cooling down, shaking my neck and arms out to try and keep my muscles loose and limber.

I'd been coming to the gym every day for four months now. I liked the way my chest and stomach were more defined, and definitely noticed that the girls looked appreciative of my toned body. I'd gotten some serious action this semester, and the only thing I'd done differently was the working out.

As they like to say: no pain, no gain.

I looked out the small, dirty window to the sports field outside, and saw that no one was around. It was a truly miserable day even for Forks - foggy, rainy, and cold - and school activities had ended for the afternoon. A quick shower, and I would be out of here.

I stepped out of the weight room, eager to get cleaned up and drive home, when I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks. Across the gym, heading into the girl's locker room, was Bella. She looked to be covered in grime and mud, and I watched with keen interest as she disappeared into the girl's-only area.

I stood there for a moment, my mind racing in different directions. I knew the right thing to do right now was simply go on my way, ignoring her presence. I'd gotten nowhere with her, kept strictly in the 'friend' zone, where Cullen and the sophomore Jacob Black seemed to mean more to her than I ever did.

Maybe this was an opportunity to turn that around. What did I have to lose?

Making a split second decision after checking that no one else was in sight, I quickly and quietly removed my sneakers, and sprinted across the gym floor to the girl's locker room. My heart thundered in my chest as I contemplated my soon-to-be peeping tom status.

I knew this was all kinds of wrong; hell, I knew if she caught me, then the Chief of Police - her father - would probably arrest me. Or, even worse, if Black found out - all six foot seven of him - he would hurt me.

No doubt about it. That kid had been crazy about Bella since that beach trip last year.

Even worse than that, though - if Cullen ever came back, he'd probably murder me. Hell, he always seemed to snarl in my direction whenever I had sex-crazed thoughts about Bella, which I had to admit, was often…

But I couldn't help it. There was something about Bella that elevated her far beyond the other girls here at forks. I had always thought so, since the day she arrived.

The sound of a locker opening inside the girls locker room snapped me from my reverie, and I took a deep breath, put my towel over my head like a girl would put her hair up; at a quick glance, if someone walked into the gym and spotted me, I might appear like a female, and would help if I had to flee quickly.

I waited until I heard the locker noise again, then quietly snuck inside. I knew the odds were really good no one would be in here. Bella had stayed after school today as part of her required school club activity all seniors had to do, and when she slipped into the mud the teacher had suggested she get cleaned up in the locker room and if necessary should wear her gym clothes home. I knew everyone else had come through without any mishaps, and I saw them all leave when I went into the weight room.

Tiptoeing as quietly as I could, I walked into the unfamiliar locker room, the sounds of ruffling clothes coming closer, and I peeked around the last row of lockers, my breath held.

There she was, at the far end of the bank of maybe 50 lockers. She had taken off her hoodie, and had hung it on a hook that ran above the lockers. Her boots were off, and she her head was inside her shirt, which she had lifted her arms up to facilitate getting off.

I could not believe my luck!

Once she got the shirt off, I could do nothing but stare at her pale upper body.

She was wearing a fairly plain, white cotton bra. Her body was slender, with a fairly narrow waist and flat, wide shoulders and a prominent collar bone. Her stomach looked soft, the skin inviting and creamy.

But what really held my attention were her breasts. While only about average size, they were very perky and round. They were always hidden by sweaters or vests. Only at prom last year or a few times when I'd seen her in small t shirts had I any real idea what lay underneath those clothes.

Her skin was pale white, creamy and smooth, and those perky mounds were full with the slightest upwards tilt. She had a pretty good amount of cleavage, and the bra, which had gotten wet, gave a slight hint of rosy nipples beneath. My cock was instantly rock hard as I imagined squeezing those beauties.

I heard Bella sigh, and then she was peeling off her jeans. Could this get any better?

Yes, I thought, yes it could.

I watched, totally entranced, as she wiggled her hips to get the wet jeans down and off. She almost slipped when she had them down around her ankles, and had to steady herself on the locker door.

I gasped quietly, and had to slap my hand over my mouth lest she hear me and report me as a stalker.

My mouth was suddenly dry at the sight before me. Her mile long legs led up to a small, bikini cut pair of white cotton panties. Her hips were wider than I thought on her narrow frame, but high enough that there was no dumpiness or 'bottom heaviness' that lot's of girls seemed to have.

And when she leaned down to take the jeans off her feet, she bent over and I had a great side view of her round, plump ass, stretching the modest panties and making me groan again.

I had always imagined her with a fairly flat butt - that's what thin or skinny girls usually seemed to have, and about a month after Cullen left she was really way to skinny. But she had put back some of the weight, and was finally looking almost like the old Bella again.

And boy, those ass cheeks were round and bouncy, and I could just imagine taking a nice bite of that left cheek that had tantalized me for so long. It was no accident I was her gym partner; I liked to stand behind her and fantasize over the many ways I would take that tight little body…

As I was fantasizing in my head about her as I often did, I heard her sigh, breaking me from la la land.

And then I saw she had a towel with her.

My heart began to thud. Was she going to shower?

This thought was just percolating around my flabbergasted brain when she sighed again, and I held my breath as her hands went behind her back, and then the sweetest music I'd ever heard: the snap as the bra unclasped.

As if in slow motion, the straps fell down her arms, and then she lifted the bra free and hung it on the same hook her jeans and top were on.

I stared, transfixed at her perfect tits. They looked so good! Her nipples were really a pale, dusty pink, like a pale pink rose or a piece of bubble gum; her areolas were small, maybe the size of a half dollar coin. The underside of those beautiful breasts - so creamy and smooth - were a perfect half circle on her torso, as if they were designed for my hands to ease up her stomach and grasp them.

And her breasts were perky enough that she had natural cleavage, a narrow valley that looked so inviting I shivered. I wanted to stick my face in there and nuzzle her tits so badly.

But my fantasy perusal was short lived, as she started to peel her panties down her legs.

I think my heart stopped for a moment, and my cock was so hard watching as she wiggled the thin garment over her thighs and knees, before she stepped out of them carefully.

I could not turn my eyes away. She was so fucking hot!

A small patch of dark, curly brown hair that was perhaps a shade darker than the hair on her head, lay nestled between her creamy white thighs. Her bush looked like it started well below her hip bones, so she either did not have a lot of pubic hair or she shaved or waxed the area.

Either way, she looked perfect.

When she bent over to pick up her panties and put them on the hook, I cursed that I wasn't behind her so I could get a better view. Sure, seeing her mound was great, but I wanted to see what was underneath, dammit!

Still, I'd seen more of her than I could ever imagine, and I now had enough spank bank material in my head to last me for many a long night!

When Bella turned, a small toiletry bag in hand, and made her way to the shower, I admired the way her ass and tits seemed to bounce in unison.

Fucking amazing.

I knew I should head out right then, but I was past caring now. My cock seemed to be pointing in the direction she walked in, and it was certainly calling the shots right now.

A clear case of thinking with the little head.

So, instead of leaving now before getting busted and possibly expelled, I came up with a careful plan, knowing she had not seen me at any after school activity. If I could feign stumbling in here because the boy's bathroom was shut for repairs, and that I was gross and desperately needed a shower... yes, I could do it!

Ha! Fuck you Tyler. You said I couldn't make a plan to save my ass, eh?

Let's just see about that!

I grabbed a piece of paper from my backpack, wrote a quick OUT OF ORDER sign on it using block letters than didn't look like my handwriting, and ran out as quickly as I could to the boys locker room across the hallway. I shut the door to the locker, grabbed a piece of tape from one of the flyers on the wall about upcoming sporting tryouts, and stuck my Out of Order note to the door of the boys locker.

I was back in the girl's locker in under a minute, and I quickly shed my clothes and set them into an unused locker on the far side from where Bella's was. This way, I could claim I hadn't seen her stuff when I walked into the shower, and had no idea she was in there, fully naked.

As I was now, too.

With my cock leading the way, I snuck back around towards the shower, the sound of the water echoing. My dick was bouncing with each step, so hard it was painful, and I was aware of how powerfully wound up I really was.

I took a deep breath, praying to a higher power for success for my little plan, and turned the corner to the shower area.