It was a cold and chilly late winter afternoon. It had been gently raining for two days. Juan enjoyed the rain but didn't really fancy the cold all that much. It meant he had to put on more clothing and it was always uncomfortable being weighed down by all the extra clothing. He moved towards the window and stared out at the stark grey afternoon. The rain was dripping from the gutters and trees and he enjoyed the almost whimsical tune it made as it descended and hit the bare earth beneath.
He exhaled and a cloud of mist sprang forth from his mouth and condensed against the cold window pane. He idly traced indistinct shapes and took an almost childlike joy in the creation of his own canvas.
'Juan?' someone purred.
Suddenly alert he remembered. 'Yes, Angelique? I'm here. I was just lost in my thoughts. It's such enchanting weather and this always leads my thoughts to stray.'
Angelique chuckled. 'You're a strange boy with an abstract personality. You're still the Juan we've grown to love.'
'Thanks, I think,' was his modest reply.
'Now, why don't we get down to what I've come here for? I know you've got better things to do and I'd much rather be spending some time in a warm bed than doing calculus revision,' was her droll reply.
'You know I don't mind. Besides, I really don't have anything better to do and it's only a pleasure helping out a friend,' he said. 'Hmmm...I think it'll also be best if we finish up before Bruno comes home. You know what he's like when I start talking maths,' was his defeated reply.
'I really don't understand why he is like that. Surely he can see it's a passion of yours? I think it's very selfish of him not to even try making an effort to understand. After all, he is your boyfriend,' she replied.
'It's fine really. We all have our faults,' he chuckled. 'Shall we?'
'Yeah...we better before it gets much later,' she sighed.
'Right. So what exactly are you struggling with?' Juan asked.
'Chapter Seven and these impossible partial integrands!' she exclaimed while opening her textbook.
'Ah, ok...well the best thing is to start from the beginning,' he smiled and moved closer. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to her. Angelique was a dear friend of his and he had known her for several years now. He did find her beautiful. Her carefully combed, long and luxurious blonde hair was always so immaculate. Her searing blue eyes always had a habit of staring into the depths of his soul. He felt naked if he stared too long into those penetrating eyes.
'Ok, let me just get the right page,' Angelique said.
While she was ruffling through the pages Juan caught a faint whiff of her hair. It was vanilla and was his favourite smell. He wondered in silence if she knew that and if it was intentional.
He moved slightly forward and started reading the page Angelique opened to. 'Ok, right. This is what you do...'
They had been working for about two hours. It was almost dark and Bruno would be arriving home in about an hour's time. He was surprised that he was slightly aroused in the presence of Angelique. Vanilla and maths always had that effect on him but this was the first time in the presence of a girl.
Juan shifted a bit and made an adjustment of his slight erection. In the process he accidently brushed against Angelique's exposed leg and he felt a sudden surge of blood to his cock. He couldn't help but chuckle out loud and wonder what was going on. Perhaps his sex life with Bruno wasn't really cutting it for him. Juan was a really passionate person and he absolutely loved sex. Bruno had been acting quite strangely lately and quite often had an excuse not to make love.
Angelique noticed his chuckle. 'Something amusing?' she asked.
'Nah, just thinking to myself,' was his innocent reply.
She saw right through that of course. He sometimes thought that she knew him better than he knew himself. 'So, how's the love life with Bruno,' she asked?
'Ag. It's not going too well. I think he's under a lot of pressure at work and I know what that can do to a man's sex drive,' Juan said.
'Aha. Yeah, I understand, love. It must be killing you though. I've heard what a beast you are,' she giggled.