Kari was hot. Not playboy hot, but attractive nonetheless in a natural, wholesome kind of way. She wasn't one to dress up. In fact, she'd often come to class in nothing more than sweatpants and a t-shirt. If I was lucky though, she would wear shorts And I'd get a view of her perfect, well muscled legs. She never wore makeup, but her skin was always flawless. She had a deep tanned skin tone that was an indicator of her half-oriental background and drove me crazy. Her dark hair was often tied back in a ponytail, but usual just flowed freely down to her shoulders. I always wondered what it would be like to have those legs wrapped around me and often I would find myself staring at them for longer periods of time than I should have. I knew she had a boyfriend, however, and never made a move. I always figured that I wasn't her type anyway, so I was happy enough to remain friends. Until last Friday.
I was sitting in the crowded lecture theater waiting for class to begin, when Kari came in and sat down beside me. I turned to make some small talk, but after seeing the stern, angry look on her face I decided against it. As sweet as she could be, Kari had a bit of a temper, and I did not want to be on the losing end of that deal. I stared at her legs as she roughly pulled a book from her back pack. Her hair looked to be a little damp, so I figured she had just been at the gym and had taken a shower before class.
"Why are men such assholes?" She asked suddenly.
I smirked to myself.
"Trouble at home?" I asked, uninterested.
"That son of a bitch was out until 4am last night! And then he comes home all drunk and wants to fuck! Can you believe that?"
I looked around nervously. Kari's voice was rising every second.
"And I know he was out trying to get some!" she continued. "Then, when he can't find some slut skanky enough to sleep with him, he comes and wakes me up!"
I was a little uncomfortable with the subject and was having a hard time figuring out what to say.
"Why don't you break up with him?" I asked.
"It's not that simple." she replied.
I knew she was right. Kari and her boyfriend had a two year old son that I knew was the only reason keeping them together.
"Then why don't you go out and have a good time?" I suggested. "Just go out with some friends and blow off some steam."
"Yeah, maybe I should. In fact, I should go and pick up some guy at a bar and get laid! That would show that bastard!"
"Or you and I could just go find a room right now," I said with a exaggerated smile, hoping to lift her spirits with a little humor.
Kari turned and stared at me. For a second I thought I had done something terribly wrong. I was waiting for a slap across the face, when she replied.
"Let's do it."
My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat.
"What...?"
"Let's go. Right now!"
Kari started packing up her books. I just sat there stunned.
"Hurry." she said. "I need to be back for the last half of class."
She got up and walked away. When she noticed that I wasn't following, she turned back.
"Are you coming?"
In a flash I was up and following her out the door.
As we made our way through the crowded hallway, I kept my eyes peeled for a place to go.
"In here." Kari said, motioning towards a bathroom. It was a single, so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. She rushed me inside and closed the door, locking it behind her.
I walked up to her nervously. Our faces were just inches from each other. I could tell she was nervous as well.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.
As a response, Kari leaned in and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. She pulled back smiling.
"I'll take that as a yes." I said as I put my hands on her hips and pulled her back to me.
Our tongues fought with each other passionately, as Kari placed one hand on the back of my neck as her other hand struggled with the waist band of her shorts.
"Allow me." I said, as I slowly lowered myself down.
