It was spring break in her freshman year of college, so she hopped on a greyhound to visit her friend at USF, as she did with every time off of college she had. Not so much to spend to with her friend, but because James lived not too far away.
James had been her first internet friend and crush since she was 15 years old. He was older but she had never felt the difference. The three of them went out to see Erin Brockovich, and she laughed when someone's cell phone went off and EVERYONE in the theatre yelled at them to turn it off. Even the theater felt more grand than anything back where she was from. Something about San Francisco really felt like home every time she went for a visit.
After the movie they waited at the Muni stop to take them back to James' car and the university, but it never came. They walked up a hill to another stop and finally caught the last bus of the night.
By that time it was late, but the ride was bumpy enough to keep her awake. She was suddenly very aware of James' body next to hers, and she casually put her hand between them, closer to him than to her. The muni seats dipped in such a way that it wasn't long before her hand was against his thigh. He kept his arms crossed, but inched a bit closer to her hand. They exchanged a glance right before her friend announced their stop and bounced out of her seat.
"I'm going to walk James over to his car" she said to her friend, veering away before her friend could question it. "Go on up and I'll call you when I'm heading back."
She and James took their time walking and talking the few blocks. The conversation had been flowing nicely enough that he opened the car door for her to get in on the passenger side, and she slid in easily without interrupting the energy of the conversation.
He cracked the windows after a bit of time because the humidity was causing them to fog up and not be able to see the stars and the moon, the moon which he'd often told her they shared. "It's the same moon Penny."
Eventually it got a little cold and he started up his car. She moved to hug him goodbye and as they were pulling apart, they looked into each others eyes for a moment. Before she realized she was doing it, she'd leaned in and kissed him. To her relief, James was kissing her back with equal enthusiasm. They kissed until she was almost dizzy, then he suddenly said "Come back and stay with me. Go get your stuff." Her heart was suddenly in her throat as she realized the gravity of what he was asking her to do.
The next thing she remembered was pulling into his driveway, her packed bag in the backseat. James took it out for her and tossed it into the spare bedroom.
"I know it's late, but do you want to go for a swim?" He asked. "It's freezing! And I didn't bring a suit." She replied.
"There's a hot tub, and I'm sure you brought something you could make due in." He winked at her. She laughed, and went to see what she could throw together. She had a sleeveless dark shirt that was long enough that it hit her at her upper thigh, and she figured she would just wear some underwear with it and it would be fine.
He was already waiting for her in the hot tub as she slid the sliding glass door closed behind her. She held her shirt down as she got in and he chuckled at her and told her she was no fun. She made sure she was sitting on the edge of the shirt before letting go. They continued to chat across the hot tub from each other until he offered her a drink. When bringing the drinks back, James sat right next to her with their thighs touching and offered a toast even though they were just drinking water.
Before she even knew what was happening, he had set his water down behind her and wrapped his arm around her, as well as put his other hand on her bare thigh under the water. She put her head on his shoulder as she'd wanted to do on the bus and looked out at the view. She got a bit too comfortable and felt herself nodding off. He must have sensed it as well because he moved his hand closer to the inside of her thigh and up, moving the heavy wet fabric of her shirt. It sent a jolt through her body and her breath quickened.
"Hey," he said, breaking the silence, "Come here for a second." and tilted her head up to his face and kissed her softly, but intently. Her entire body responded to the kiss, and she leaned into him with more intention. He wasted no time into pulling her leg up into his lap and pinning it to his chest so she was twisted towards him. The movement has caused her shirt to come free and was floating around her waist. He reached down and started fingering outside of her underwear as they continued to passionately kiss. Once she moaned from the feeling, he moved her underwear aside and started to finger her clit, taking her to the edge and finally pushing her over it. She was a little worried that her screams had actually echoed all the way across the bay.
She was still shaking from her orgasm, and he pulled her into his lap facing him and held her underneath her shirt. She felt like the skin to skin contact was the only thing keeping her from just floating away.
"Ready to go inside?" He asked, in such a way that she knew they were anything but done.
"Yes."
