She sat on the kitchen counter skimming through one of her girly magazines, explaining how to diet properly and what not to wear. With her other hand she wrapped her soft, short brown hair around her index finger. Her legs hung over the counter about a foot off the tile floor beneath her. She was wondering what was taking John so long.
"Dammit, what the fuck is taking him so long? Is he jacking off" she wondered. She smiled to herself of the thought of John masturbating. "I wonder how big his dick is"
THUMP! Carly laid her magazine down and hopped off the counter. She walked upstairs, passing several science posters along the way. She entered into one of the bedrooms. There she saw John sitting on the floor.
"Are you OK? What was that?" she asked in a concerned voice.
"I forgot where I was sitting and I slipped off the bed. It was quite fun, actually. Though my butt doesn't think so!" John replied as he rubbed his butt. In the center of the room was the bed, and on the bed laid a dark-green duffle bag.
"We should get going, John. Steve and Mary are going to meet us at the cabin."
John sighed and dropped his body onto the bed and placed his palms over his closed eyes.
"It's not that I don't like hanging out with your sister and her husband, it's just that he and I have nothing in common. He's Mr. Sports-fan and I'm a pocket protector away from being a complete geek or "nerd-o" as he claims. Honestly Carly, I still don't understand what your sister sees in him much less why she married him? Mary could have done better"
Carly was leaning on the doorway as she watched him lower his hands from his eyes and place them on his stomach. She walked over and sat on the bed next to him.
"Everyone is attracted to someone, I guess. Even if we don't know what the attraction is. Maybe he's a good fucker, I dunno," Carly answered.
"I guess. He probably has a baby-dick, anyway. You know he's got to be compensating for something." That was the first time Carly heard him talk that way, "You look beautiful, by the way, Is that a new skirt?" Carly looked down at her pink dress and rubbed her hand on the light fabric.
"Yeah, do you like it?" she smiled.
"Of course, I do," he smiled back.
Carly stared out the window, she then turned her head.
"Is that poster of the Periodic Table new?" she asked as she pointed to the black oversized poster.
"Yeah, it's actually a holographic 3D poster. I got it at the Science Center. I love that store. It has the coolest things EVER!" he said excitedly.
"Oh my God! SHUT UP. Nu-ugh" she joked with her hands over her mouth. "Anyway, we should get going. It's almost five and it looks like it may start to rain soon."
John sat up and walked to the window he placed his right hand on the cold glass. "It's not going to rain because that would mean something good would happen to me and nothing good ever happens to me. It never does."
Carly stood up, walked up behind him and placed her hand on his back.
"No, I'm wrong. One good thing has happened to me. I met you, my best friend." John said as he turned around to see her. Damn, she's so cute.
"Well, that's because you let me cheat off you in college. I must say that was pretty cool of you." she explained
"Well, I am a pretty cool dude," he laughed. Carly laughed with him and stood on her toes to wrap her arms around the back of his neck. He got a whiff of a distant scent, it smelled familiar but new altogether.
***
It came out of nowhere. The rain slammed down furiously on the roof of John's green four-door Civic. It was almost seven in the evening, the sky outside of the car was dark and gloomy.
On the passenger side, Carly was looking out the window watching the trees blur together in of mix of green and brown. John was explaining some science junk, she feigned interest, but her mind eventually wondered off. She met John two years ago in college. They both had graduated from high school before enrolling at Sonoma-Redwood College. She thought of him as an interesting person, kind of shy. He wasn't the hottest guy in campus, but sure was one of the sweetest. She had gotten used to guys falling over her and trying to impress her. She could get them to do anything she wanted. Whatever she asked for, they would do in a heartbeat. Except John, at first she thought the he must have been gay. He was always alone with his head in a textbook and deaf to the world around him since he always had his mp3 player on. She had asked John to tutor her in science and so they spent a lot of time alone. But not once was he ever inappropriate with her. They got to know each other very well during this time and eventually became friends. Carly had gotten attached to John, but he always considered her his best friend, only friend to be honest.
John was still explaining his science theories when they arrived at the cabin. The rain had gotten more intense. Steve and Mary weren't there yet. John parked next to the front porch. He almost slipped on the patio as he ran ahead to unlock the cabin. Carly stepped out of the car and could hear soft music in the distance.
"...and the Mayan Indians had a theory for the eclipse, they thought..." he said as he leaned to get the duffle bags. Carly snatched them off his hand and violently tossed them onto the porch. They landed on the top step awkwardly and rolled down to the floor, finally landing on the bed of gravel.
"What's gotten into you Carly?"
He was about to walk away when she grabbed him by his sleeve and pulled him close to her.
"I wanna dance" she demanded.
"But it's..."
"It's just water. Besides you have to live a little," she explained. They danced to some slow Jazz song. Carly had her head resting on John's shoulder as they swayed back and forth. Even though it was freezing outside, Carly felt so warm in John's arms. John looked over her head, wondering if anyone was watching them, this was embarrassing. The song soon ended.
"There, that wasn't that bad, was it?" she asked.
"No, it was...nice. Although I am now a couple pounds heavier considering how much water I soaked up, and your skirt doesn't look in great shape anymore,"
"Well, I guess I'm going to have to take it off. Wanna to help?" she asked flirtatiously. John gave her a small smile and turned towards the front door.
"We better get inside. I'm calling dibs on the shower," he replied. Carly sighed quietly, dissatisfied with his answer. Though a shower sounded like a good idea, it was fucking freezing out here.
***
Entering the cabin, John felt more relaxed. His eyes caught sight of the Christmas ornaments that were left on the sofa. It wasn't an extraordinary cabin but it felt like a place that you didn't want to leave too soon. John walked into the master bedroom. He tossed his bag on the floor and entered the bathroom.
The bathroom was small but cozy. It had the standards: sink, mirror, toilet and shower. What else would a man need in a bathroom? If he didn't have to work he would consider buying a cabin and separating himself from the world. He felt more comfortable with his solitude, though he did come to enjoy Carly's company. As he took off his clothing he looked at his naked reflection on the mirror. Average, he was always looked average. He wasn't fat but at the same time he wasn't muscular. He looked down at his penis.
"Damn, I wish my dick was thicker. I wonder if this is how women feel about their boobs. Carly has nice boobs." he thought. He then turned and pulled the shower door open and turned on the hot water. He felt all of the coldness of the rain drip down from the top of his head to his shoulders, chest, legs and finally feet. He enjoyed taking long hot showers.
***
The cabin only had two rooms. Steve and Mary would occupy the smaller one; she and John would use the other. The room was smaller than she expected. The bed took much of the space. John had decided that he would take the floor, even though Carly had tried to convince him otherwise. She wondered if there was something about her that repelled him away. Why did she fall for the one man who wasn't attracted to her, she wondered.
She heard John turn on the shower. Carly sat on the bed and took off her white sneakers and socks. Then peeled her white shirt off her body. She began to get cold. She proceeded to remove her pink skirt. It was a little troublesome since it was wet. She wiggled her body as she pulled her skirt down to her ankles. She wondered if this would make John horny. Her body had gotten cold quickly. As she took off her white bra she could feel her nipples harden. Carly looked in the mirror; she pinched her left nipple softly and smiled because gravity hadn't messed with her boobs yet. If this didn't work, it would be proof that John wasn't attracted to her. Carly walked to the bathroom door slowly. She placed her hand on the door knob and stealthily turned it. She quietly entered the unlocked bathroom.
As she walked into the bathroom, a blast of hot air smothered her face and then the rest of her body; she began to sweat a little bit, due to her horny excitement and the hot temperature of the bathroom. She quietly closed the door behind her. She had her right hand on her stomach and slowly lowered it in front of her pussy. She could feel the warmness at the tip of her fingers. She stopped herself from rubbing her pussy; she wanted John to do it. She wanted him, period. The bathroom was so steamed up that Carly could barely see the shower door handle. She spit her bubble gum out of her mouth and bit her lower lip as she reached for the door handle.
"Mind if I join you?" she asked shyly while covering her breasts with one arm and shaved pussy with her other hand. John turned around, kind of embarrassed that he was seeing his best friend naked.
"What are you doing?" he asked quickly.
"John, turn around! I don't want you seeing my privates, you'll make me blush," she giggled. John turned around, facing the tile wall, he asked.
"Carly, what are you doing?"
