A clattering sound came from the roof. Footsteps. Mike glanced over at his bedroom window, got up, and walked over. When he came to the window it suddenly popped open.
“How’s it going?” the person asked, stepping into Mike’s bedroom.
“Pretty good, yourself?” Mike responded, shutting the window, and glancing at the girl.
“I’m fine. Why weren’t you in Physics today?” she asked, dropping a gym bag onto the floor.
“I had a dentist appointment,” Mike replied, looking at his best friend.
“You should be happy you weren’t there. Mr. Davis was a real son of a bitch.” They had been best friends since they were just three, and they were now eighteen, seniors.
“That sucks,” Mike stated, as she, Sarah, opened the gym bag and pulled out her softball uniform.
“I know,” Sarah said. She paused. “Do you mind?”
“Not at all,” Mike said, turning around to face his computer. They had gone through this routine a zillion times. Every day that Sarah had a softball game, she came over after school to change into her uniform. She didn’t go to her own house, because she lived a good fifteen minutes away from the school, whereas Mike had just a short walk.
“Thank you,” Sarah said to his back, as she began to change.
Mike reached for the mouse to get on the internet, and caught a glimpse of Sarah’s reflection on the screen. He found himself inexplicably transfixed by the image of her removing her shirt and standing there in only a black bra and jeans.
This was his best friend of fifteen years! He didn’t have a sexual interest in her! The growing bulge in his pants told him differently. He tried to break the spell, but he just couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen. He was seeing Sarah for the first time. She was amazing, beautiful, he realized. She had long, blonde hair that fell down her shoulders with the utmost grace. Her eyes were baby blue, and her lips were pouty, inviting the sweetest kiss. The bra helped to accentuate her gorgeous breasts, which were trying to bust out of a C-cup. She was slender, with one of those amazing bodies that you see only in dreams.
She slid her hand to the button on her jeans, undoing it, unzipping, and letting them fall to the floor. She had on little black panties, and he yearned for her to take those off as well. Where was this coming from? Mike had never even noticed that she was pretty before! Suddenly, he was realizing that she was the most amazing thing he had ever laid eyes on. Mike felt the growing sexual desire in his chest and in his pants.
Sarah glanced over at Mike. He was staring at the blank computer screen. She watched him as he quickly looked down at the keyboard.
“Mike?” Sarah called out.
