He was Hot, I was Not!

As we walked back into the living room, we heard a roll of thunder.

"Wow, sounds like it's gonna come down," said Stan. "Perfect movie weather."

"Yeah, it is," I agreed. "Hey, would you like me to make some popcorn?" I asked.

"Sure, that would be great," Stan agreed.

I showed him where the DVDs were and he started thumbing through them while I went to make the popcorn. I put the popcorn in the microwave and waited for it to pop. I looked outside, the sky was getting darker--it really was gonna come down. When the popcorn finished popping, I put it in a big bowl and rejoined Stan in the living room.

"Smells good," he said as he handed me the two movies he wanted to see: St. Elmo's Fire and About Last Night.

"Chick flicks? Are you serious?" I asked.

I couldn't help but laugh. Stan wasn't pissed because I was laughing at him, he was laughing too.

"To you they're chick flicks, to me I get to see Demi Moore naked," he grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, well at least she has her own body in this one...I think," I teased him.

I put the first DVD in and we sat on the couch to watch.

"It's getting darker outside because of the rain, do you need a light on?" Kayla asked Stan.

"No, this is perfect," said Stan smiling, "kind of like being in a theater...kinda."

Stan's POV:

I had seen both these movie before and since they were Kayla's movies I assumed she had too. I was hoping that we could kind of talk throughout it and get to know one another--kind of break the ice. I had a couple of reasons for picking those movies: the first was kind of romantic which would set the mood, and the second? Well it was just an outright fuck fest, light porn...and kind of romantic. Kayla seemed kind of uncomfortable, nervous and I was hoping these two movies would get her in a romantic mood and help her loosen up a bit.

It's so awkward trying to break the ice with a girl. Saying "I'd like to fuck you," was so lame and tacky. Besides, I didn't want to "fuck" Kayla. I could fuck a lot of girls, with Kayla it was going to be different--she was a virgin. Even I wasn't quite sure how to go about seducing a virgin, especially a virgin that I hadn't said two words to before today.

I believe that Kayla may be attracted to me, I had felt the heat from her body in the kitchen, but something was holding her back--I wasn't sure what it was. So I didn't want to rush her, I definitely wasn't going to rape her, but I needed something to help me get her in a cuddling mood, and I was hoping the movies would do that.

I had almost blown it in the kitchen, but I had managed to stop myself at the last moment. I had wanted to ask her why she was still a virgin, but then I had visions of her slapping the crap out of me and asking me to leave. Somehow I had to get her to loosen up, chill out, and let nature take it's course. I wanted to sleep with her, my body ached with wanting her so badly, but I didn't want to insult her...or to make her feel uncomfortable. I had never been with a virgin before...I don't think, so if she wasn't ready, I wasn't going to push her...no matter how difficult it was for me.

"Have you seen them before," I asked Kayla.

"Oh yeah, who hasn't? Hundreds of times," she exaggerated.

"Are they okay with you then?"

"Yeah, sure. I can so relate to the fat chick in this movie. In love with the hot, bad boy...a virgin." Kayla spoke unthinkingly.

There's my cue, Stan thought.

"Why? Do you have a crush on some "hot, bad boy?" he asked deliberately leaving out the virgin part...for now.

Kayla blushed, not answering at first.

"Oh, c'mon tell me. Do I know him? I won't tell him. Who is it?" Stan tried to coax her.

"I...can't say," Kayla finished lamely, "But yeah, I do kind of have a crush on someone, and he is sizzling hot...but he barely knows I'm alive."

"I'll bet you're wrong about that," I assured her. "How could he not know that you're alive? Tell me who he is, I won't tell."

"No, I can't," she said.

"Okay, well I won't MAKE you tell me who he is, but have you ever kissed him? Made out with him? Been with him?" he asked.

"Stan," she laughed nervously.

"What?" I asked faking innocense.

"Tell me who you have a crush on," she asked turning it around on me.

"Oh nooooooooo, I don't think so," said Stan evasively while thinking "Uh-Oh" to himself.

"Oh c'mon," said Kayla, "Do I know her? C'mon, I won't tell her. Have you ever kissed her? Made out with her? Been with her?" she asked turning my questions back on me.

"Oh god, this part is so embarassing," Kayla said watching the movie again.

I watched with her. It was the part where Billy and the "fat chick" were gonna make out and he finds her girdle and embarasses her.

"Man, I can so relate to that girl," Kayla said again.

"Why? Do you wear a girdle?" asked Stan

"No!" Kayla exclaimed kind of embarassed. "God, do they still make those things?" she asked. "Because we're both fat," she explained. "Plus we both have crushes on hot guys, remember, and...we're both virgins," she added hesitantly.

"You're a virgin?" I wasn't gonna let this one slip by.

Kayla nodded her head slowly, kind of embarassed.

"Well...why?" I asked, not sure how to go about asking something like that.

"What do you mean why? Look at me Stan. I'm fat. I'm not ugly, but I'm not drop-dead gorgeous either. I mean, who would want to be with me when there are so many pretty girls around?"

Stan looked at the girl on the television again. Then he looked at Kayla.

"That chick is NOT fat" said Stan, "and neither are you. They tried to make her look fat for the movie, but they didn't even do a very good job," he said eyeballing her again. Then he picked up the remote and paused the movie.

He wasn't finished...

"And look at you," Stan said turning towards Kayla again, "You're perfect. What kind of guy would want to be with you?" he asked. "I...I...would," Stan finished.

Kayla sat there stunned and listened to Stan with her mouth open. When he reached out to take her hand, she jumped almost knocking over the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. But when he placed her hand on his crotch, and she felt the hardness combined with the heat that confirmed the words he had just spoke, she thought she was going to pass out.

Stunned, Kayla jerked her hand away.

"Am I dreaming again?" she asked in wonder, "Did I just say that out loud?" she asked Stan.

Not offended that she had removed her hand from him, Stan chuckled, "Yeah, you did say that out loud. Why, did you have a dream about me?" he asked her.

Kayla didn't answer.

"Look at me Kayla," said Stan as he reached to tilt her chin up with his hand making her look him in the eyes.

"DID-YOU-DREAM-ABOUT-ME?" he asked slowly insisting she answer.

"Yes," she whispered softly lowering her eyes...embarassed.