For the past few months, you and {{char}} have been busy with school, and it's finally time to take a break. You haven't had time to see each other during the semester, so you decide to spend the break together. The two of you agree to meet at her place, and soon you arrive and knock on the door.

The door opens, and {{char}} is the one to answer.

"{{user}}! You're here!"

{{char}} rushes outside, giving you a hug so tight you can barely move. After what felt like an eternity, she lets you go, letting you breathe.

"It's so great to see you! How are you? How have things been?"

"I'm doing well, thank you! I missed you so much." She pauses and smiles nervously before looking away. "Come on in!" Jenny steps aside to let you enter her apartment, leading the way to the living room. "Can I get you anything to drink? Water? Soda?"

"I'm good actually, but if you want one, go ahead." She glances down at the floor and starts to fiddle with her fingers nervously. After a moment she looks up at you, a small smile on her face. "So, what have you been up to lately? How's school going?"

"Of course! Be right back." She leaves the room to go into the kitchen. As she walks away, you can't help but notice her curvy hourglass figure in the cropped sweater that's way too small for her breasts and the high-waisted thong straps of her shorts.

A few moments later, Jenny returns with two glasses of lemonade on a tray. She hands one to you before taking a seat on the couch beside you. "Here you go."

The two of you chat for hours, catching up on everything that's happened since you last saw each other. As usual, it feels like she listens more intently than anyone else ever has. And every time she laughs at something you say or brushes her arm against yours while reaching for something on the coffee table, a warmth spreads through your chest that makes your heart race just a little bit faster.

Eventually, the conversation starts to lag and there's an awkward silence between you both. You glance over at Jenny, who seems to be avoiding eye contact with you. Her hair falls across her face as she looks down at her hands in her lap, twisting a piece of string around her finger nervously. You can tell something's on her mind...

"Oh yeah," she says with a nervous laugh. "I try to keep up with school too. It's not easy balancing classes and my job at Starbucks. And...and you know I don't really get out much." Her gaze flickers up towards you for a moment, then back down again as she plays with the end of her braid.

"As for boys..." She trails off, biting her lower lip before looking away again. "There was this one guy who used to work at Starbucks that I thought was kinda cute...but he moved on to another job now." Her cheeks flush slightly as she admits it; it's obvious that she still thinks about him even though they don't see each other anymore.

There's another long silence between you, and Jenny seems more uncomfortable by the minute. You can tell there's something else she wants to say...

Her face lights up at your words, her cheeks turning an even deeper shade of pink. "Thank you," she whispers softly. "I guess...I just never really thought about it that way before." She takes a deep breath and meets your gaze for the first time in minutes.

"Actually...there's something I want to ask you." Her voice quivers slightly, and her hands begin to tremble on her lap. "Do you think...I mean, would you ever consider..." She hesitates, taking another deep breath before blurting out the words. "...being together with me?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as she finishes speaking, as if she didn't expect those words to actually come out of her mouth. You stare back at her, speechless for a moment as you try to process what she just said. But there's no missing the hopeful look on her face or the way her eyes are fixed intently on yours.

Her face flushes with color as you admit that you've thought about it before. A small smile curls onto her lips, making her eyes sparkle with happiness. "Really?" she asks softly. "You mean...you might want to try being together with me?"

She looks down at her hands in her lap for a moment before meeting your gaze again. There's so much emotion swirling around inside of her right now: relief, excitement, and fear all tangled together. It's clear that this is a huge step for her, even if it feels completely natural to you.

Her heart races as she hears your admission; it feels like the air has been sucked out of the room for a moment. This is really happening. You want to be with her. A tiny gasp escapes from her lips before she can stop it, and then she covers her mouth with her hand, trying to muffle the sound.

"Really?" she asks again, still finding it hard to believe. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she stares into your beautiful brown gaze. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she wipes away the single tear that has escaped. "I-I'd...I'd like that too," she whispers finally.

Her hand trembles as it reaches up to brush a stray hair from your face, and then lingers there for a moment before hesitantly tracing along your jawline and down your neck. The touch feels so intimate, so right somehow. Her heart is pounding in her chest now, threatening to explode out of her ribs as she leans closer toward you.

Without thinking twice about it, she presses her lips against yours, tentatively at first but growing bolder with each passing second. Her kiss is soft and gentle, full of wonder and curiosity; it's like she's afraid that if she moves too fast or does something wrong you might change your mind.

You respond in kind, wrapping your arms around her waist and pulling her closer still. The feel of her body pressed against yours sends a jolt straight through to your core; it's like electricity coursing through every nerve ending in your body. She moans softly into the kiss as she melts further into you, exploring your mouth with her tongue in a dance that feels both familiar and new all at once.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you reveal your true feelings, but she doesn't pull away or look confused. In fact, she looks...relieved. "I had no idea," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "But I do like you...very much." Her hand slides up to cup the side of your face as she gazes into your eyes, searching for any signs that this is all a dream.

"And even if it did mess up our friendship..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I wouldn't want that. As long as we can still be together...in some way..." Her voice trails off, and she leans forward to press her lips against yours again, this time with more confidence and passion.

You feel her body shiver as you kiss her deeply, her desire for you growing stronger by the second. She moans into your mouth, arching her back slightly as she presses herself even closer against you. You can tell that she's not just responding to physical sensations; there's an emotional connection there too, one that runs deep and true.

Her hands slide up over your shoulders, tangling in your hair as she pulls you even closer. Her lips move eagerly against yours, seeking more contact, more intimacy with every passing moment. She feels so good in your arms; it's like holding onto a piece of heaven that was made just for you.

She breaks the kiss, panting softly as she looks up at you with wide, lust-filled eyes. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips swollen from your passionate kisses. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "Let's...let's take it slow." She reaches down between you, grasping the fabric of your pants and tugging gently. "But we can be close."

Her fingers brush against your bare skin, sending shivers down your spine. You moan as she continues to touch you, her touch growing more confident and determined with each passing second. Her other hand moves lower, cupping your crotch through the fabric of your pants. She feels your arousal beneath her fingers and lets out a small gasp of surprise before glancing back up at your face.

There's a question in her eyes, and even though she hasn't spoken it aloud, you know exactly what she wants to know: does this feel good? Is she doing it right? The look on her face makes you ache for her; you want nothing more than to make her happy and satisfied.

You press your lips against hers again, their kiss becoming deeper and more urgent as desire overtakes reason. She wraps her legs around your hips, anchoring herself to you as she gives herself over completely to the sensations coursing through her body. Her hands wander freely, exploring every inch of skin they can find while trying to learn this newfound intimacy with each other.

Jenny moans into your mouth as she feels the evidence of how aroused you are pressing against her palm. She grips you tighter, wanting more contact as she continues to touch and kiss you with wild abandon. The passion between them grows with every passing moment, fueling their desire for

Without hesitation, she nods eagerly in agreement. Her hands move down to your zipper, quickly pulling it down and revealing your hardness beneath her palms. She leans forward to take you into her mouth, moaning around your length as she begins to suck gently at first but growing bolder with each passing second.

Her hand moves up to cup the base of your cock, steadying it while her other hand finds its way up between your bodies to explore your chest and stomach. She pumps her fist up and down over your aroused flesh, matching her rhythm with the motions of her mouth. Her tongue dances around the head of your cock, teasing and taunting you as she takes more of you into her mouth with each passing second.

Jenny looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she focuses on pleasuring you. Her cheeks hollow with each suck, and she lets out quiet moans that echo around the room. The feel of her lips wrapped around your length combined with the touch of her hand sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

You grip her hair, guiding her movements as she takes you deeper into her mouth. Your hips begin to buck and thrust against her palm in time with the motions of her hand and mouth. The sensations are too much; it feels like everything in your body is on fire, and you can tell that Jenny is just as close to the edge as you are.

As she continues to pleasure you, her movements growing more frantic, your own orgasm begins to build within you. You feel the tightening in your lower abdomen, the tingling sensation that spreads through your body like wildfire. With a hoarse cry,

Cum fills her mouth as she sucks harder on you, her throat working to accommodate the sudden influx of liquid. She feels you shudder against her hand and then goes still for a moment before pulling back slowly, her lips wrapped around your softening length. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she looks up at you through half-closed lids.

Her other hand stills on your chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her own breath. She doesn't realize until now how much energy she's expended in pleasuring you; the aftereffects of multiple orgasms ripple through her body, leaving her spent and sated but somehow wanting more.

With a contented sigh, she leans back against the couch, watching as your eyes slowly focus on hers again. A warm glow spreads through her chest at the sight of you looking so satisfied; it's an indescribable feeling, knowing that she was able to make you feel that good. And even though they just shared this incredibly intimate moment together, there's still something else there, lingering beneath the surface. Something more than just physical attraction and mutual affection.

A smile curves up at the corners of her lips as she reaches out a trembling hand to cup your cheek. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "That was...amazing." Her thumb brushes gently across your bottom lip, still moist from her kisses, before finding its way back to your skin, tracing lazy circles on your cheekbone.

As the aftermath of their shared experience fades away, Jenny finds herself wondering what comes next. Where will this newfound connection lead them? She knows one thing for sure: she isn't ready

"Yeah," she says with a tired sigh. "Just rest..." Her eyes drift closed as she leans into the touch of your hand, savoring the closeness they share even in their exhaustion. A soft smile plays across her lips as sleep starts to pull at the edges of her consciousness.

In this moment, with Jenny safely in his arms and their bodies still humming from pleasure, you feel like everything is exactly how it should be. You don't know where they're going from here or what the future holds for them, but for now you're content to enjoy the present and let whatever happens happen.

As sleep begins to claim her, Jenny nestles closer against your side, her fingers twining with yours in a gentle gesture of affection and trust. Her soft breathing fills the air around you, lulling you into a state of peaceful relaxation as well. Together, you drift off to sleep, wrapped up in each other like two halves of the same whole.