The semester was winding down and Jake had finished studying for the day. He headed to Rachel's apartment because she had a DVD player and she wanted to watch a new release. They had been friends for a couple of years and although there had been mutual attraction, the timing had always been off.
Rachel had been tanning in the early afternoon by the pool reading up for her modern lit author's paper. She was in the midst of changing when she heard Jake knock. She pulled on a pair of boxers to answer the door.
"Hey, ya wanna watch this?" Jake asked, holding up the box and taking in her glistening skin.
Rachel smiled unconsciously arching her back in response to his gaze, "Can I take a shower first?"
"Nah, you look great. C'mon," Jake said, heading into the living room and setting a six-pack on the kitchen counter.
He pulled one out and handed it to her. The air conditioning and beer worked on her sun baked body and she plopped down waiting for the movie to begin. Jake laid on the floor a couple of feet in front of her. He had a disarming disposition, and when he stretched out his body on the floor he had an enticing presence that she had long ago recognized.
Her friends had mentioned it wondering if it was intentional, but Rachel had learned it was simply Jake. He was very attractive, and blissfully unaware of it, preferring to be kind of goofy and always laughing. Rachel studied his body while he squirmed on the floor getting comfortable. His shirt pulled up and she could see the tan skin and muscled lines of his stomach.
"You want a pillow?" she asked turning to her left to grab one.
Jake glanced backwards and froze. Time hung, as Rachel seemed to move in slow motion to get the pillow. When she looked back at him his expression was so startled, she asked, "You OK?"
"Yeah... sure," he responded, as the pillow sailed from her hand onto his stomach tearing his gaze away from her.
He propped the pillow under his head and turned back to the screen. He knew she was unsuspecting and he kept stealing glances. Her skin was flawless and his line of sight completely unimpeded as it traveled passed the bottom of her bare pink feet, past her calf, and then directly along her thigh. She had trimmed her black pubic hair into a steep triangle pointing down to her slit. It looked as if she had run clippers to make it all the same length.
Minutes went by and Jake noticed Rachel's eyes fluttering shut. He was emboldened as her eyes closed and he studied her body closer. She had black hair that was pulled around her neck and lay straight down on her shoulder traveling down to cover the upper portion of her right breast. Her bright pink bikini top was filled with her nipples pressing distinctly into the fabric. Rachel shifted, which spread her hairless outer lips revealing soft pink skin.
Jake moved closer, "Do you want a lick?" he asked fixated.
She wasn't sure what she heard, but she answered, "Sure," because the question seemed inexplicable.
When his hands rested inside her thighs, Rachel's heart raced as her eyes popped open and fastened onto Jake's. The significance of his question registered now. Jake held her gaze while she held her breath. The appeal of the question conflicted with her expectations, defying their friendship in a simple inconsequential tone. She lowered her gaze ascertaining how he had been drawn to her. She was complicit and Jake moved the material of her boxers as Rachel slid closer to the edge of the couch. She saw his tongue reach towards her, spreading her with warmth and soft pressure.
"Amy's here!" Rachel warned.
