Good guys do finish first! (closed)

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Rachel was wealthy by the time she turned 18 years old. Her parents died in a car accident and left her everything they had. She used it to open up her own little dress shop and 7 years later she was ready to retire. She didn’t even consider it though since she was doing something she loved.

Rachel had everything from normal wear all the way up to wedding dresses. She spent most of her time at her shop helping her customers out. She couldn’t stand to see someone down on their luck, like when a bride finds a dress that they get all dreamy eyed with, if they don’t quite have enough Rachel will give them a discount so they could have the dress they dreamed about.

One day she went to her favorite fast food place that was in the same shopping center as her shop was. She usually grabbed lunch there at least once a week and all the employees were beginning to know her when she came in. In fact she ordered the same thing every time so the moment they saw her, it was ready before she even made it to the counter.

This one particular day she stepped inside and caught what seemed to be…well sounded like bullies trying to beat someone down with words. Her eyes lingered over the employees and saw that Josh was talking about how Jake as such a dweeb he would never get a date; Josh of course being the more popular of the bunch. Rachel had seen plenty of young women come in and drool over him, but there was something that she learned over time. Men like that are a dime a dozen. They act all big and bad because they couldn’t keep a relationship if they tried.

As the door shut behind her she watched as they jumped into motion, getting together her order as she made her way to the counter. She already had a $5.00 out when she got to the edge of the counter. Josh, of course had to be the one to hand her her order and of course he began to flirt with her like he always did. She smiled to Josh, “You know I am too old for you Josh.” Rachel’s eyes flicked to Jake’s before she stepped away from Josh and moved over in front of Jake, “How would you like to have dinner tonight Jake? My treat.”
 
Jake had everything going for him once upon a time. He was a bright guy, and did very well in school. He was going to go into the military to get money for college. He wasn't sure what he wanted to study but he knew that he needed money for school first.

Then he joined the military and was sent to Iraq. His trade was essentually a field medic, simply there to escort marines and give emergency care to anyone injured during combat. It was hell, Iraq was fucking hotter than hell. Then there was the car bomb that shreaded the tendons in his right arm, leaving it weak but thankfully useful. He was now deaf on his right side and he fractured a leg.

He had to spend a full year in the military hospital getting therapy for his hand. As a result of his extended hospital stay, the military cut his college funding on some kind of technical bullshit. Thus Jake came to fast food employee hell.

Nothing but punk kids who didn't give a fuck about anything or anyone but their parties and getting high. They also torture him with stupid teasing. Most of it he ignored, for Jake had always been a nerdy sort and therefore built a thick skin for teasing.

The only bright side was the woman who worked in the dress shop a few stores over. A beautiful brunette woman, with full lips and fuller breasts. She was a common sight in the restaurant and the object of lust for every male in the place.

Josh the local prick hit on her like a beast. Josh was a punk nineteen year old who prided himself on fucking MILFs and underage women. The dress shop woman was old enough to be a MILF, but she had a figure too prestine to suggest that she had yet to have kids.

One day she came in while Josh was giving Jake a hard him. Once Josh noticed who walked in though he switched over to a different person. Instantly Josh scrambled to hand her her order and again flirt with her.

Jake had just been having a horrible weak, the water in his apartment and turned brown due to a copper deposit in the pipes. The he learned that his check somehow bounced for his power bill and it cost him nearly double the bill to get the thing fixed. Things were not going well, except washing trays with a clean rag.

"How would you like to have dinner tonight Jake? My treat.” Rachel's voice pulled him back to reality.

He blinked and looked around, "Wait huh?" He asked.

She repeated her question, slower.

Josh pushed Jake out of the way, "Wait a second Rachel, come on, no need to tease me like that. Come on let me take you out, we'll have a great time."

Rachel rolled her eyes and reached out to push Josh out of the way. She again repeated her question to Jake, only this time she added the demand of, "Come to my shop when you get off."

Jake could only utter a strained, "Ooookay."

* * *

When he got off work he did a quick clothing change in the restroom, dawning his typical T-shirt and jeans before throwing his work clothes into the trunk of his car. After he sprayed himself with collogne he went to the dress shop.

Inside the shop Rachel was not at the counter. He walked up to the clerk at the register and asked rather timidly, "Umm, excuse me. Is umm, is Rachel here?"
 
Rachel smiled as Jake looked a bit lost so she repeated the question again. Josh, being a pain he is just had to push Jake out of the way like there was no way she would want to go out with the likes of Jake. That just pissed her off even more.

Pushing Josh back she asked Jake again but this time added to be at the shop after he got off. Rachel turned after it seemed like Jake grasped her question and left the store with her lunch. Heading back to her shop she knew she had a lot going on that day, but she was sure Jake wouldn't be off until close to closing time so she would be okay.

As she walked in she told Tina, who was manning the front counter that if Jake came in to send him back to the back of the store.

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The afternoon progressed and Rachel was working with one client that was beginning to get a bit tedious. She headed to the back one last time to find the flavor of the minute to show to the woman. If I was her daughter I wouldn't get married, Rachel thought.

Finding what she was looking for, she plucked it from the rack and began to head back out. Looking at the dress and not paying any attention, Rachel ran right into Jake. She eyes flicked to him as a blush creeped up into her cheeks, "Sorry Jake. I didn't see you come in. Have a seat and I will be done shortly....I pray." Rachel pointed to the over-sized chair near her office. She quickly brushed past him hoping to get this client on her way with a decision.

A few moments later Rachel came into the back shaking her head, hanging the dress back up before looking toward Jake. Smiling she put her hands on her hips, "I tell you, what some mothers are like. Shoot me if I ever get that way." She chuckled lightly moving to Jake, "Would you like to go out Jake or just get something delivered to my place?"

Rachel hated that Josh and the rest of the guys always gave Jake a hard time. She wanted him to feel better and actually let her see a smile from time to time and if a little dinner did that, then she was more than welcome to do it. She was a bit older than him, but that didn't matter to her. Sometimes there were men that were younger yet more mature than others. Rachel was just hoping for a good dinner and getting to know Jake a bit better.

Stepping into her office and grabbing her purse she came back out, hoping Jake had made his decision about where to eat.
 
Jake was a little bit bewildered with her forwardness with a date. She even had offered him to come to her place where they could talk. What in the world was happening to him? Had he fallen on a curb and got a lucky charm stuck up his ass? This didn't happened to him, ever! He did not get hot women coming up to him and asking him out on a date.

He truly expected that Rachel simply invited him out for the sole purpose of spiting Josh's nonsense. Then why would she offer him a chance to go to her place? He bit his lip and chewed on his decision. On the off chance that she was seriously interested in taking him on a legitamate date he figured that going straight to her place was a bad idea.

When she came out of her office with her purse in hand he smirked and rose out of the chair. He took a deep breath and was happy to smell his cologne and not the aroma of french fries.

"I know of a Black Angus close by we can get a bite there. It's quiet and the booths are tall so we can talk." He explained, trying his best to hide his nervousness.

She gave him a gentle smile and they went out to her car. On the way out to the car, Rachel said goodbye to her employee and they were on their way. Jake looked over at Rachel at she drove and shook his head, "So are you going to tell me what this is all about? I mean I'm happy to be on a date with you, if we are calling this a date. But why ask me out out of the blue like that?"
 
Rachel nodded at Jake's choice and they headed out. She wished everyone a good evening and left with Jake. Her eyes flicked to Jake while she was driving at his question, "Honestly, Josh was pissing me off, but that was not the only reason." Rachel's eyes moved back to the road, "You are so reserved Jake, it has made me a bit curious. So I wanted to get to know you, know why you are the way you are. And yes, this is a date at least that is what they called it a month ago." Giving him a quick wink and a smile as she pulled into the parking lot.

The moment she got out the smell of the food hit her and oh it smelt so good. Her eyes flicked to Jake again and she smiled before shutting her door and meeting him at the rear of the car. "You do realize you won't get away from this night without telling me your life story right?" Rachael laughed softly, grabbing his hand and heading inside.

They got their booth and she requested it being near the back a bit, away from everyone else. She didn't want Jake feeling too overwhelmed and she also didn't want too many interruptions. She always hated going out and getting maybe a sentence out cause everyone under the sun wants to say something to you or your date.

Rachel slid in and waited for Jake to decide where he was sitting. The hostess walked away and Rachel looked at Jake, "Now that we are alone for at least 5 minutes, start talking." She laughed showing her tone and words were playing with him but that she did want to know about him.
 
Jake was excited to be with her in this way. He was happy that her words suggested she was truly interested in him. Though the story she wasn't to hear was not a very good one in his opinion. After they ordered their drinks, Rachel smirked at him and told him to get talking.

He sighed and warned her, "It's not that interesting." Then he began about his loner days in school with the promise of college and a good career. Then he went into his military experience and what happened when he was in Iraq. He told her about the car bomb and how it fucked him and his squad up. Then the hospital stay that drained his college funds.

Then the glorious fast food career he had begun.

It was then that the drinks came and the waitress offered to take their order, but they had been so into talking that they never looked at the menus. Jake sent the waitress away for a bit and they browsed through the menu.

When the waitress came back Jake ordered the Terriaki steak, never thinking that he was going to let her pay for his meal. He could afford his own steak...barely.
 
Rachel was amazed, amazed that he had lived through all of that and was still sane. When the waitress set her drink down in front of her, she realized that she was so caught up in Jake's short but sweet description of his life that she hadn't even looked at the menu. She smiled to him as he asked the waitress to come back in a little bit.

Opening her menu she debated on what to have. Her eyes scanned the menu and she selected a nice sirloin steak with onions and mushrooms. Her eyes glanced up as she closed the menu and she smiled to Jake, "Figured out what you are going to get?"

When the waitress came back they placed their order and Rachel waited until she was away from the table before she continued her conversation with Jake. "What were you going to school for Jake? I don't think it is right that your education was more or less tossed because you got injured protecting this country." Rachel was actually upset about it. Here was a man who didn't ask for any of this and he had been giving the short end of the stick.

Smiling to him, "What do you do when you aren't working? Ever look for something on the side or maybe something better?" Rachel had a plan up her sleeve, but she didn't want to see too forward about it so she waited, trying to learn more about Jake.
 
Jake shrugged and said, "I wanted to go to school for some kind of programming. Not sure if I wanted to get into actual computer programming or more 3D modeling. I love video games, so I figured I'd try to do something in that field."

He smiled at her and actually felt great being able to get things off his chest and just talk with another human being. It was like a breath of fresh air, being able to share his story without criticism.

"That's basically a seque into what I do for fun, video games. If I'm not at work I stay home and play games online. It isn't the best way to meet people but my job doesn't yield be a lot of free cash to go out and do things with. Video games gives me a cheap time-sink. I also dabble in programming my own little things, but nothing major." He told her, feeling exceptionally nerdy.

The food came and he began to slice up his steak. As he put the first bite on his fork he glanced up at her and asked, "Well enough about me, what is your story?"
 
Rachel understood his joy of videos games, she had even played a few from time to time just to pass the time. But she didn't have as much free time as she would like to have. She was curious what games he liked playing but about that time the food showed up.

The food smelled wonderful and her attentions were pulled just for a moment to cutting a bite. Jake's voice pulled her back from the mouth watering smell of their food. "Well lets see, my parents passed away years ago. I have been on my own ever since, but they left me much and I used it to get my store going. I really don't need it, but it keeps me sane."

She paused to take a bite of her steak, savoring the taste of it before moving on to the next cut. Rachel's eyes met Jake's, "I just enjoy helping women find the perfect dress, no matter if it is just a normal every day one or their wedding one." She continued on to tell him that she never really had a social life past her shop, more of a workaholic than anything else.

She was enjoying her time with Jake and glad she asked him out. She finished up her food after the many times stopping and talking a bit more with him. Rachel didn't realize how much time had passed until she glanced over and seen most of the restaurant empty. "Want some dessert," Rachel asked him, not really wishing to end the night just yet.
 
Jake glanced down at his empty plate, then around at the empty restaurant and nodded, "Sounds good." To be honest he was having far too much fun to want to leave just yet. Besides what he was going to do back at home? Play another game and wait for work to start again where he could be torture.

She ordered the desert and Jake watched her, "Well that sounds nice. At least you have something to do with your time that helps other people and you enjoy doing it. I love video games and doing that doesn't help anybody."

He watched Rachel for a moment, enjoying the lush beauty of her brown locks. Her face was smooth and flawless, giving her a youthfulness that belied her age. Come to think of it he didn't know how old she was. She sounded older than he was, but she sure did not look older.
 
Rachel noticed his eyes were moving over her and she smiled, "Jake you could possibly play games for say like charity if you are any good. I know of some competitions where you can win cash for a charity you pick. Just an idea since it seems...I don't know...just seems you don't like how your life turned out....which I don't blame you one bit." Rachel looked at him trying to find the words to give him hope that he could do what he wanted, learn what he wanted if he just wanted it bad enough.

The dessert came, a giant warm brownie with vanilla ice cream on top along with whip cream and a cherry, oh and can't forget the two spoons. She glanced at the dessert before looking back to Jake, "I want to help you Jake, but I know you won't take a hand out...I can tell with the way you handle yourself. You would rather put up with the shit then have someone give you what you need."

Picking up a spoon she spooned out a bit of the brownie and ice cream, slipping it between her lips and sighing softly, "This is really good!" Rachel had a feeling that no matter what she did for him, he would look at it as a hand out from her, but she did want to help. He was young and handsome with his short brown hair and brown eyes. But his eyes held so much history for someone so young.

Rachel guessed he was about her age and where her life had been rather simple, his had been a challenge and her heart ached for him. Not so much pity just sorrow that the world seemed to want to ruin anything that would make him happy. When Jake smiled it made her smile and that alone made the date between them well worth it.
 
Jake was curious by what she exactly meant by her last comment, but she became focused on the desert which was really good though a bit too rich for him. He helped her finish it nonetheless and finally set his spoon on the empty plate.

"What do you mean help me?" He asked her, "What is there to help me with?"

He gave her a curious look over again. She was an incredibly beautiful woman with plenty going for her. He found himself feeling bad that she was with him tonight as a charity, she clearly thought his life was shitty and wanted to give him a good night. It was a nice thought but it made him feel like a total loser, not that he didn't feel that way every morning he put his fucking fast food uniform on.
 
Rachel saw his curious look and the question that came from him did make it sound pretty bad. She laughed softly and shook her head, "Sorry Jake I didn't mean it the way it sounded. I just think if you really want to finish college you should have a way to do just that. I mean I have a big house and I am always looking for someone to help out. You know mow the yard, landscape a bit, even some odd construction projects. I just figured you might be interested in making a bit of money when you aren't at work is all."

Rachel hoped she didn't offend him, she really was just trying to help him out. She did need someone and what a better person than Jake? He needed the extra money if he wanted to get back into college and she needed the help around the house, it was a perfect deal.

When the waitress came back to see if they needed anything else, Rachel looked at Jake, "I don't need anything do you?" Turning back to the waitress she smiled, "Just put it on my tab Mary." The waitress nodded and walked away, leaving them to talk more or leave when ready. Rachel looked at Jake with a smile, "I don't know about you but I am having a rather good time. What else shall we do? Or have you grown tired of me yet?" Rachel laughed softly waiting for Jake to decide the next step of the night.
 
Jake relaxed visibly when she explained what she meant. He would never take a hand out from someone like that. He was raised to work for everything he got, and a hand out was never work. But if she wanted to pay him for odds and ends around the house then he could help her out and maybe get some extra money.

Though the problem was he worked so much, taking any classes and hoping to keep up with them would be next to impossible. Maybe when he saved the cash his boss would let him skimp some hours so he could go to school.

"That's a reasonable offer. I am no handy man though, but I can do basic housekeeping and groundskeeping." He told her nodding.

The waitress came and Jake reached for his wallet, but Rachel jumpped on the chance to send the waitress away by putting the bill on her tab. He sighed and shook his head, "I could have gotten that." He said.

Rachel waved it off and smiled at him, asking if he was so quick to leave her company.

He blinked, what else was there to do? Most dates ending up with a kiss goodnight or better, but this was no date. Hell Jake couldn't remember the last time he was on a real date.

"What did you have in mind." He glanced at his watch, "I can't think of anyplaces still open."
 
Rachel nodded, "True, but we can go back to the house and I can show you some of the odd things I need done. Can even walk the grounds with you to show you exactly what you are getting yourself into." Rachel couldn't help but giggle when Jake's eyes widened just slightly. She could see he was wondering what she meant by that.

Slipping from the booth, Rachel reached out her hand, "Come on, I promise I won't bite and when you need to get back home, just let me know and I will take you." Rachel watched Jake hesitate a moment before she leaned over and took his hand. She knew why he hesitated, but when she offered then it was something she wanted to do. Walking with him out to the car they got in and headed to her place.

When they pulled up, it didn't look like too much, not some grand mansion or anything, but it was large enough. Rachel walked up to the door and opened it, letting them inside before turning on some lights. "Welcome to my humble abode, please have a look around while I change," Rachel said before darting off upstairs to her room to change into some jeans and a t-shirt. Slipping on her shoes she came back down to begin showing him the work she wanted done.
 
Jake lived in a tiny one bedroom rented condo, that he was lucky enough to have for cheap because his grandfather had lived in it for a million years. When he passed away, Jake got the condo because so long as someone of his family lived there, the rent was guaranteed to be dirt cheap.

Rachel's place made his home feel like a fucking closet. It wasn't a mansion, but it was at least a 3500 square foot home, three floors, probably at least seven bedrooms and four baths though he could be wrong on the figures. It was decorated well, but Rachel was a woman and that was expected.

There was one big flaw to her house. While it was large and warm and nicely furnished, Jake couldn't help but feel like the house was empty. Like a family should be living here, not just a single woman. In that moment Jake felt sorry for Rachel, who was well off, but seemingly alone.

When she came back she began to show him around the house, pointing at things she wanted done. Most of it was surface work, a couple of scratched walls that he could repair with a little drywall and some paint, a few overgrown plants.

All in all, it was nothing Jake couldn't get done in a day. And he told her that, "Rachel, this is not going to be worth paying me much for. I can come on Saturday and get all of this done in a single afternoon." For the first time he realized that she had been holding his hand this whole time.

Her skin felt soft and smooth and warm in his hand. He took a moment to savor her touch, and now that he realized her hand was in his, his pulse began to race.
 
Rachel actually found showing Jake around quite fun. She needed to throw another party, but just hadn't had the time to plan anything. She wondered if Jake would be interested in joining her then. Maybe she would ask him later, if she ever actually made the plans.

She pulled him along, showing him what she needed done. Turning to him, Rachel listened as he explained it wouldn't take him long to do it. Smiling softly to him as she noticed his eyes flicking down to their hands, "Well this isn't everything. That was just a tour of the inside." Turning she began to head down the hallway toward the back door, "This is where most of the work is needed."

Hitting some switched on her way Rachel moved to the back door and opened it. Not only was there a nice deck off to one side and a pool close by for normal pool parties and cookouts, but behind that was a vast yard with very very tall hedges. She let Jake's hand slip from hers as she stepped out around the pool, "See what I mean? I have a deck that needs to be re-varnished, a stone grill that needs cleaning, not to mention the pool and then this," pointing to the hedges behind her, that looked like a 10 foot wall.

Rachel moved back to Jake's side taking his hand again, "Come on, you haven't seen it yet. This is where you are going to regret telling me you would help me." She couldn't help but chuckle as she pulled him toward the hedges, which weren't really hedges but a maze, "This has gotten out of hand and some of the paths have been cut off from downed branches from storms."

Rachel started to walk him through the maze to show him what she was talking about. Small nights lit the path but didn't take away from the beauty of being inside of a maze of greenery.
 
Jake's jaw dropped at the backyard. It was more of a jungle than a yard and things would take massive amounts of work. He could probably spend full time working on the yard and still it would take weeks to get under control. He let her lead him into the hedge maze and there was a sense of beauty in the chaos.

He nodded and shrugged, "Ok so it needs more work than I thought. I can still, jesus, I can do this but between my job and this it could take months to get under control." He warned her. "Do you have any tools?"

He looked around the hedge maze and wondered if he could actually make her a small little maze in her yard. There was certainly enough space for it.

Turned to Rachel Jake met her eyes and smirked, "Well at least I'll get to keep an eye on you. I have to admit I like watching you come into the restaurant, always a perfect beauty. You must have a lucky guy warming your bed." He told her, still not believing she could ever be single or even that she was actually on a date with him.
 
Rachel nodded, "I do have some tools, but whatever you need we can get." She did think about what he had said about his job and here, "Hmmmm well if I pay you well enough you may not need that job at the restaurant now would you? But then again I wouldn't get to see you everyday while I am at work," she winked to him.

He turned back around to look at everything again. As he made his way around his eyes locked with hers and she saw the smirk playing along his lips. Rachel couldn't help but chuckling lightly again, he was digging and she could tell, just by his questions alone. Turning toward the closest hedge she pulled some of the small leaves from it, "Yeah you could keep an eye on me, make sure I don't do anything stupid, like fall in the pool and bump my head."

Rachel shook her head before turning back to Jake, "No, no one warming my bed Jake, I don't have time for it. I work all the time to keep myself busy and when I am not working there, I am working here. I try to do fund raisers and help out around at the local youth programs, but other than that, I just don't have time for any other relationships."

Stepping past him to move further into the maze, "It has been months since I had been with anyone." Glancing back at him before turning back to the path, making her way to the middle, the way in and out burned in her memory, "Not sure why I am even telling you this. Maybe it is because I have had a wonderful time tonight and I feel so at ease with you. It could be that you haven't tried to jump my bones yet too." Rachel laughed before looking back and winking at him.
 
Jake smirked and gave her hand a squeeze. "I would never jump a lady's bones without strict permission." He teased, "Besides as of now I guess you are kind of my boss and relationships between co-workers are frowned upon."

They went back to the house and Jake wondered what would happen next. She seemed to like him and he wondered if she would mind if he gave her a kiss goodnight. He turned toward her and decided to fuck it all. He reached up and gently brushed her hair back from her face, then leaned in and pressed his lips gently against hers.

"Thanks for dinner," he whispered against her lips.
 
Rachel had to laugh at his comment about co-workers. It was true, but then again sounded so odd.

When they made it back to the house and Rachel was taking him back through to the car, he stopped and turned toward her. Her eyes widened just slightly until he brushed her hair back which send chills sliding over her body. His lips kissed over hers and at first she was shocked, but then gave in to it.

When he pulled back and thanked her for dinner, she couldn't help but smile, "I thought this was frowned upon? Being boss and employee and all." Stepping closer to him she cupped his face and pulled him back to her, "Would this be sexual harassment?" Rachel pressed her lips to his, flicking her tongue over his lips letting the kiss deepen.

She lost her thoughts somewhere in all of this, she felt his hands slide around her waist, even felt him pressing to the front of her, but she didn't remember moving. Her back pressed to the wall and she gasped in his mouth, knowing if they didn't stop soon she wouldn't be held responsible for her hormones taking over all of her brain cells.
 
Her tease and her tongue awakened a deep need within Jake. He had never had sex before, and though he had had blowjobs and such he never went all the way. Not that he expected Rachel to actually fuck him it was the possibility that spurned him on.

Her tongue pushed into his mouth and he tasted her sweetness and he was lost. He pushed her back and pressed her against the doorframe. She gasped against him, their bodies together. His excitement was clear and he knew that she could feel him against her belly. He only feared she would push away.

It was that fear that made him stop. He broke the kiss barely, but did not pull his body away, he physically couldn't his need was too strong for that. "I'm sorry Rachel." He told her, his fingers playing through her hair.

What if she told him to continue? He didn't know if he could, he would be embarrassed for her to learn that he was a virgin at his age. Plus there was a small problem of not having a rubber on him. That was a sobering thought and he prepared to pull away from her.
 
Rachel was thankful and yet upset he pulled away. She wanted to continue and that was probably a bad idea. Jake would get the very bad impression of her and that was all she needed was for him to think of her as that easy. She still felt him pressed to her, his hardness beckoning her own body to want more.

Rachel licked her lips, weighing her options. It had been so long and she did like Jake, just that they just met, he was going to be helping her out, he may think she is easy if she gives in....so many things swimming in her head. Her hips tilted and pressed her mound into the base of him, moaning softly from the jolts that slipped through her body.

Her eyes looked into Jake's and she nibbled on her bottom lip while her fingers brushed over his shoulders. Her mind was a haze of need and she was looking that battle fast. She caught herself leaning closer to him, their lips just a breath apart, "God Jake I didn't..." He stopped her words and she lost control, gripping and tearing at him, needing him more than anything she had felt in her life.

Rachel didn't want to break from his lips but she wanted him upstairs, so she pulled him to the stairs and they fumbled their way up the steps. By the time they reached the top they were laughing at one another.
 
Jake was giggling with laughter not because of the clumsy way they staggered up the stairs, but the fact that this was finally happening to him. He was going to have sex! He couldn't believe it, Rachel was so sexy and the moan she made was such a turn on it made him shiver.

He got to the top of the stairs first and looked both ways down the hall, not knowing where to go. Rachel gasped and grabbed the collar of his shirt before dragging him to her bed room. She kicked her door shut, though who would walk in anyway, and they went to the bed in a flurry of lips and tongue.

Jake in this time had not yet made any attempt to touch Rachel's body. There was a moment where they stood at the end of her bed and kissed where he knew he could make an attempt to touch her.

His hand came up slowly and he touched her hip, then slid his hand up to slowly cup her breast. God her breast was soft and large, yet shapely and perfect. God he wanted to tip her clothes off and reveal her large glorious tits. He broke the kiss so he could watch his hand mead at her breast over her top.
 
Rachel didn't know what had come over her, but the moment Jake pressed his hands to her breast, all thinking was over with. Her back arched into his hand and she moaned again. Her lips broke from his and she watched his eyes move to his hand on her chest. Rachel pulled at his shirt, slipping it from his body before her hands moved to his pants.

Her fingers unfastened them and her hand reached in to wrap her fingers around his hardness. He felt so good in her hand, so hard and ready to drive into her. She moaned again as she gave his cock a gentle squeeze. Rachel wanted him, but told herself they had all night long. She pushed at his pants and grinned a bit on the wicked side as she slipped to her knees.

Her eyes looked up the length of him while pulling his pants down, his underwear with them to spring free his hard shaft. Rachel's eyes moved to his hard cock and her fingers wrapped around him again. She wanted to taste him, needed to taste him. Her tongue slithered around the head of his cock before she slowly began to slide him into her mouth. She moaned loudly around his cock, savoring the feel of him in her mouth...something she hadn't done in months now.

Her fingers moved up his legs to his hips, gripping them lightly she pulled her mouth off of him before diving back onto him. Her tongue danced and wiggled on the underside of his cock, enjoying the taste of him while he slipped in and out of her mouth. Rachel glanced up to Jake again before gripping his hips and driving him into her mouth, touching the back of her throat.

Her head started moving on his cock as she helped him thrust into her mouth. She could feel his excitement and it was making her soaking wet with an ache that was building between her legs. She wanted to feel him, but first she wanted to taste him.
 
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