"Jane? Hey, it's Curtis. I just got the latest season of Battlestar Galactica on DVD," Curtis said into the phone.
"Cool! Can I check it out with you?" Jane replied excitedly.
"Of course, that's why I'm calling. How about Friday night? My parents will be gone for the weekend. We'll have the house to ourselves, so we can watch it on the big TV in the basement."
"Battlestar on the big screen with 5.0 surround sound? I'm there! I'll bring the pizza," Jane said.
"Great, see you then."
It was summer break between college classes. Curtis was a 20-year-old English major at a small college in Pennsylvania. Curtis knew he was a geek, and had the resume to prove it. A bit too thin, un-athletic, a science fiction fan, former library aid, and member of the audio/visual crew during his high school years were his major qualifications. But in his own opinion, the worst qualifier was that had never been kissed.
Then there was Jane. Plain Jane, the geek goddess. She had all the curves of a wooden plank. Thin with no feminine hips or bust. But, she was not entirely unattractive. Jane's long, dark brown hair that she usually pulled back in a ponytail, and her pretty, green eyes that peered out from behind a pair of glasses that were fashionably nerd almost gave her the look of a sexy librarian. Unfortunately, not quite sexy enough to make her popular with guys.
Jane was also a fan of science fiction and a fellow English major at the same college as Curtis. She spent her high school years unnoticed by members of the male species. On a dare, her only kiss came from her best friend's older brother during a sleepover when she was in junior high school.
The pair first met at a science fiction convention during spring break from classes' freshman year. They quickly became friends after sharing a few classes together at college. Both were too shy to make their relationship turn romantic, though, they seemed to make the perfect pair.
Friday night arrived, and Jane cheerily greeted Curtis at his front door with a mushroom pizza and some homemade brownies. After the pizza was gone, the pair sat next to each other on the couch in the finished basement, munching on the brownies. The room was practically a movie theater with a small bar off to the side, a 5.0 sound system tuned to perfection, and the largest hi-definition movie screen you could imagine. It was the perfect evening as the two college kids enjoyed the DVD version of the Sci-Fi Channel's latest season of Battlestar Galactica together on the couch.
But, in the back of their minds, each of them thought about moving a little closer to each other. Their barrier of shyness prevented either of them from moving closer and sharing a warm snuggle on the plush couch.
"I love this room. I bet you are down here all the time." Jane smiled.
"I get my turns. My dad is a fairly big sports fan, so he monopolizes it most of the time." Curtis replied.
"Well, he pays the mortgage, so he has the right."
"Yea, but not tonight." Curtis said with a satisfied grin.
As the episode ended, Jane asked, "What other DVD's do you have that would look cool on this?"
"I got my collection up in my room, if you want to check it out?"
"Sure, let's see what you have in stock." Jane chirped.
The couple trudged up to Curtis's room. It was tidy, but crammed full of stuff. A small TV and DVD player sat on a shelf surrounded by his collection of DVD's. Jane thumbed through the various titles, pulling out a few to examine the covers. As she reached to put a handful of disks back on the shelf, she peered closely at the open space between a few of the disks.
"Hey, what do you have behind these?" She asked. She could see some additional DVDs hidden flat against the wall, behind the other movies.
"Uh, nothing. Just put 'em away." Curtis uncomfortably replied. He could feel his face becoming a little flush.
"Oh my gosh, I found your porn stash!", Jane squealed as she punched a humiliated Curtis on his shoulder. "Oh, let's see what you've got!"
"Aw come on. Leave it alone!" Curtis begged.
Jane reached into shelf, knocking over a dozen movies to grab the hidden contraband. "Hmmmmm, I wonder how these would look on the big screen in stereo sound!" Jane squealed as she reveled in Curtis's embarrassment.
"Hey, knock it off!" a red-faced Curtis exclaimed.
"Ooooooo, Asia Carrera! Or Jenna Jamison! So, what are you in the mood for tonight, Asian or blonde?"
Curtis's face glowed hot with embarrassment. He knew he wasn't going to win this battle, nor would Jane ever let him forget it. All he could manage was a goofy smile, knowing that all he could do was stand back and take Jane's good-natured teasing.
"I say we just take both disks along. We'll start out with Jenna." Jane said with the biggest grin.
The pair made their way back to the movie room in the basement. Despite Curtis's protests, he actually thought it would be fun to watch a porno movie with Jane. Heck, this would be the first time he watched porn with someone else.
"Pop in Jenna!" smiled Jane as she flopped down on the comfortable couch.
As Curtis placed the disk in the player, he asked. "Are you sure you want to see this?"
"Hey, I've seem my share of these. Remember, I've got two older brothers."
"You went through their stuff?" He asked.
"Sure. What can I say? I was a curious teenager. When I had the house to myself, I'd snoop around."
"And you like watching them?"
"They can be fun. I'm not the total prude geek-chick, ya know." She smiled.
After Curtis closed the disk player, he sat down on the couch next to Jane. The pair slouched back into the cushions as the movie started. Strangely, he actually started to feel comfortable watching the movie with her.
As the movie played, Curtis could feel his penis harden in his shorts. His mind began to race. Should he put his arm around Jane? Would she reject him? Would she get mad or laugh? Finally, he worked up his courage and snaked an arm around her petite shoulder.
To his surprise, Jane accepted his embrace, as she placed her head on his shoulder. His heart was pounding as he debated his next advance.
"Jane, can I kiss you?" His voice cracked with anxiety.
"Sure." Jane said softly, almost whispered. Her sweet smile melted Curtis's heart and helped put him at ease. Nervously, he started with a small peck on her soft lips. Jane's hand on his cheek reassured Curtis. As he went to kiss her again, their lips parted. Their kiss was a little unsure but sweet, as their tongues delicately danced together.
With his confidence growing, Curtis gently slid his hand under Jane's shirt. His fingertips nervously, but gently, touched the soft skin of her belly. She felt so warm and smooth. His fingers tentatively roamed up to the lace of her bra, and he felt her heart pounding as hard as his own. Their tongues continued to dance the ballet of young desire.
Curtis's fingers slipped under the textured material of Jane's bra. She gasped softly as his fingers touched the soft skin of her small breast. As his fingers explored her flesh, he pushed up Jane's shirt and bra, exposing her hardening nipple.
"Hold on. Let me help you." Jane lustfully gasped as she arched back to pull off her t-shirt. Curtis's eyes were as wide as saucers as she reached around and unclasped her bra. Her small, pancake breasts were exposed. To Curtis, she was the most beautiful girl in existence.
"I have to admit, I've never done this before." Curtis nervously admitted.
"It's ok. This is my first time, too," smiled Jane.
Jane slid her body around so she was straddling Curtis as they sat on the couch. She rolled the bottom of his t-shirt up and pulled it over his head and off, tossing it aside. They were both breathing hard as their hands explored the exposed flesh of each other's body, kissing each other between soft touches.
Curtis's hands roamed to Jane's petite hips. His fingers probed beneath the waist of her shorts and panties. Cautiously, he started to pull them down. Jane lifted her body up and rested her weigh on her knees, allowing him to pull her shorts and panties down. Her clothes bunched around her thighs as she squirmed to escape the fabric that confined her.
