Ryan, Rachael and I spent a lot of time together over the next month. Our school had strict rules about having people of the opposite sex in the dorm room; but our Residential Advisor was very lenient on the policy, especially in comparison to most of the others. Rachael would hang out at our dorm almost every night when Ryan wasn't away at a tennis tournament.
My emotions for Rachael didn't lessen over that month, if anything they grew. As modestly as she dressed, I still couldn't help but notice her sexy short stacked body. Ryan had no clue about my feelings for her, and Rachael seemed to be oblivious as well.
My feelings for Rachael went way past the lust I had for her big boobs and ass. Spending time with Rachael on a daily basis only reinforced the friendship we had developed before she started dating Ryan. It was a fun group to hang out with.
The only negative came at the end of the night, when Ryan and Rachael would adjourn to his bedroom or he would walk her back to her dorm. At least when he walked her back to her dorm, I knew that the most they would do is make out in front of her building. However, the nights Rachael stayed over were particularly painful for me. Knowing that the woman I was so madly attracted to was having sex with my best friend across the hallway was too much. I would lie in my bed for hours unable to sleep, thinking that every creak the building made was Rachael and Ryan having sex.
My sophomore year of college was difficult, especially the spring semester, so Spring Break came at a perfect time for me. Our campus became a ghost town during Spring Break, with all the frats and sororities packing up and heading to the beach. I wasn't so lucky. My Spring Break would consist of working hours at the school pool as a lifeguard. The pay was great, since it was difficult to find students willing to stay on campus during their break. The work was easy, because practically no one came to swim when school was out of session. It was a good way for me to pick up some extra spending money during the middle of the school year.
Ryan had to deal with the pains of being a student athlete. His Spring Break would be in Florida, but he wouldn't be spending hours partying on the beach. Instead, he was stuck playing in a tennis tournament all week.
Rachael was staying in town for Spring Break. During the school year, she worked as a nanny for a family in town. Her job consisted of picking up their kids from school and watching them for two hours before the parents got home. It was a simple job, but she was paid incredibly well for it. Unfortunately for her, the kids she watched were not on Spring Break the same week we were, so she had to stay in town to watch them.
The parking lots in front of the dorms were practically empty. Maybe a dozen or so students appeared to have stayed on campus, as it was unusually quiet.
The first day of lifeguarding at the pool was about as boring as it could have been. One old man showed up and slowly swam laps, but he was the only one who should up in the five hours the pool stayed open. It seemed like a waste to pay me, but I wasn't going to mention that to anyone.
My other two roommates, Marcus and Charles, went with their fraternity to the beach; giving me the dorm to myself. It was nice to not have to worry about being too loud or watching something on TV that everyone would enjoy. I kicked back on the couch and began to enjoy my break with no school work and no responsibilities.
The day flew by as I chilled out on the couch in shorts and a t-shirt. For the first time in months, I allowed myself to do nothing, which I found incredibly soothing. My stomach began to grumble around 5:30. The cafeteria was closed all week, so I was on my own for food. I wasn't much of a cook, so my initial thought was about going out and grabbing some food. However, after sitting on the couch all day I really didn't have any motivation to get up, even for food.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the front door to our dorm. I was startled, wondering who on campus would be coming to my door. I pulled myself off the couch and answered the door.
Rachael stood in the doorway, dressed in shorts and a low cut top, holding a pizza box.
"Hey, I was wondering if you had eaten dinner yet? I grabbed a pizza on the way home from work and thought we could hang out, seeing as we pretty much hang out every night anyway," Rachael said with a smile.
I was excited for a variety of reasons, the foremost reasons surprisingly not being the pizza. It was rare to see Rachael wear anything low cut that exposed her chest, but this particular evening she was showing off plenty of skin.
"Of course, come on in! I was actually just trying to figure out what I was going to have for dinner, so you arrived just in time."
Rachael joined me on the couch. We ate and found a movie on TV. The TV served more as background noise, as neither of us was watching it. Instead, we sat around and talked. While we talked a lot when Ryan was around, this conversation seemed to be a little different. I had noticed that Rachael hadn't acted quite the same around Ryan as she did when it was just me. When we were together alone, she tended to be more outspoken and humorous.
"I was surprised at how few people stuck around for Spring Break this year," Rachael said, "Last year, all but one of my roommates stayed in town. This year they all decided to go to the beach. I hate staying at the dorm by myself. It gets so quiet and I'm always paranoid that someone is going to break in and get me."
"Break in and get you? We are on a college campus, not Colombia," I laughed.
"I know it is an irrational fear, but I know I won't get any good sleep this week with no one around."
"You could always stay here? You stay here all the time anyway. Why would it be any different? Ryan left his room open, so I'm sure he wouldn't mind."
"You think? Maybe I'll text him and see. You sure you wouldn't mind?"
"Nah, I'd love to have someone around to hang out with."
Rachael pulled out her phone and ripped through writing a text message. Within a matter of seconds, her phone went off with a reply from Ryan.
"He said that would be fine. I really appreciate you letting me stay. I'm going to run back to my dorm and pack a bag. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Rachael rushed off the couch and out the door. As the door shut behind her, I began to ask myself what I had just done. I had invited a woman I found incredibly attractive to stay the night in my dorm, even though I couldn't act on the feelings that I had. I had resigned to the fact that we could only be friends, but it didn't make spending time with her any easier.
Rachael returned only a few minutes after she had left. She carried a large duffle bag and set it in Ryan's dorm room.
I was torn. I enjoyed spending time with Rachael, probably more so than any other girl I had ever been around. She was sweet, smart and funny. Having a conversation with Rachael was seamless and fun. However, I found myself constantly in pain over not being able to be more than just her friend. To think that a few months ago, before I knew she had liked me, that a conversation on the couch with her would have been normal. Now, it was as if I was constantly at war with my emotions.
We continued to talk and hang out on the couch. Rachael was sharing some juicy information about her roommates' love lives with me, when she dropped her phone off the coffee table. She leaned forward to pick it up off the ground, still telling me about her roommates. Her low cut top dangled down as she bent over, exposing even more of her big tits. I felt as if I could see everything but her nipples.
