Embarassment

"Yeah, yeah." You mutter, trying to banish the crimson glow on your cheeks.

"C'mon, I want to hear you say it." Melody laughs. She puts a hand to her ear. "Who was right?" You grumble and look at the floor. "What? Do you need some more convincing?" You cringe as her sexy ass grinds against your still raging erection. It feels far too good, and only makes you feel more humiliated. "Kind of hard to deny it right now, huh? It doesn't take a CSI team to find this evidence." Her grin fades when she notices you aren't going to look at her again. She stops grinding.

"Jack?" She asks softly, all the teasing gone from her voice. "W-What's wrong?"

"Nothin'." You grumble, still staring at the floor and trying to will our penis back down. It doesn't seem to care much for your instructions. In fact, you're positive now that your cock had gone rogue.

"Then why are you trying to stare down our carpet?" She asks, tilting her head. She lifts her hands up and places them on her chest. You can tell by her voice that she is getting self-conscious. "Did...Did I do something wrong?"

"No...it's just..." You stammer out some words, trying to express your feelings without giving up too much. "I feel...like an idiot, I guess."

An idiot?" She asks, seemingly forgetting that she is straddling your boner. "Because you were wrong?"

"No...because I gave in so quick." You try to explain. Understanding started to fill Melody's face. "I mean...I know you were just teasing, but my body just...I dunno." You exhale with a sigh. "I probably look like a damn 13 year old pervert with out of control hormones."

"Oh, jeez." Your friend said. "Really? That's what you are so morose about?" She leans in, grabs your head, and turns you to face her. Her green eyes lock with yours. "Don't be a dummy."

"Uh...ok?" You ask, caught off-guard.

"Will you look at the outfit I'm wearing?" She says to you. You gladly do. "I mean, c'mon! The cleavage, the short skirt, the bare midriff: I'm a walking wet dream in this thing!" No argument there, but it only serves to make you more flustered. "And that act? The poem and straddling and touching? That was specially designed to turn you on!" The blush returns to your face and the minute it does, she realizes what she said and her face goes bright red too. "The general you!" She exclaims. "You as in guys, men! Not you...as in...you...specifically." She coughs and clears her throat, but the blush remains. "Look, what I'm driving at here is that was SUPPOSED to get your hard. I would have been worried if you DIDN'T get aroused by it." She smiles again.

"Yeah...I guess." You concede finally.

"Seriously. You don't need to feel embarrassed, okay?" Her eyes dart around a bit before continuing. "I...um...I know you think I was just trying to elicit a response so I could rub it your face. But that's not true. I was trying to show myself that just because Keith dropped me for another girl, doesn't mean I've lost it." She gives you a quick kiss to the cheek. "Thanks for boosting my self-esteem, Jack."