Rachel was wary of her sex life with Ross becoming boring. That was one reason she permitted him to take Gia and, occasionally, Monica. She had had relationships go smooth due to sexual monotony, and that was after a far shorter time than she had already been with Ross. Not to mention, she planned to spend the rest of her life with him. Keeping the spark alive seemed a daunting task.
Rachel had already tempted Ross with her high school cheerleading outfit, and by impersonating Ginger Grant. What next? Bondage? Spanking? A kernel of an idea germinated in her mind. She hit the internet, searching for the necessary supplies. As usual, her search quickly eroded her faith in humanity. Squishing? Who needs that? She made her purchases, and began planning.
Rachel kept her equipment in her office. She needed a rainy day on which she could get an extra hour off. The weather was bluebird for so long that Rachel forgot the paper bag in the bottom drawer of her filing cabinet. Then, it rained, and she could afford to take a long lunch.
Rachel wore heavy makeup for this mission, particularly emphasizing the rosy cheeks. She arrived at Ross's building on the NYU campus at about eleven in the morning. She and Ross had not had sex in two-and-a-half days. She came in out of the rain, shook off and stowed her umbrella, and made for his office.
His office door was open, and she could hear him on the phone. She waited until he hung up the phone, at which moment she shed her trench coat and wheeled into his office. She quickly set the trench coat and umbrella aside, and looked at Ross with wide-eyed innocence. She was wearing a schoolgirl's uniform. White blouse, plaid tie and pleated skirt. Her hair was in pigtails, tied with plaid ribbons. She had one of Ross's paleontology books held, with both hands, against her chest.
Ross looked in stunned silence. In a little-girl voice, she said, "Professor Geller, could I talk to you for a minute?"
Ross said, "God, yes!"
Rachel shut his office door, and walked slowly toward his desk, swinging her hips naughtily. She said, "Professor, I am hoping I can do some extra credit work to bring up my grade. Do you have anything that would fit me?"
Ross rocked slightly in his office chair, "Why yes, I have something that might fit. Mind you, it would require some good, old-fashioned cramming."
Rachel lit up, "Ooh! That sounds perfect. Also, I am very good at oral exams."
Ross shifted to accommodate his growing erection. He said, "Well, this might require a significant sacrifice on your part, Miss Greene."
Rachel pursed her lips, "I have nothing to offer, really, Professor Geller. Sadly, I am only a virgin. I don't know how to satisfy such a distinguished man."