Yes, for a bit

She comes out of the bathroom while clasping her bra together, already wearing a pair of panties. She must have brought them into the bathroom with her. It's a pair I've never seen before, a black, lacy set where the bra cups just the underside of her large breasts and the thong style panties leave little to the imagination. Sarah turns around to look through her dresser, giving me the perfect view of her rear end. Her butt is so big and perfectly shaped, the only imperfections being the red bruising on her ass. It's been a while since the dinner, I would have figured that she would have gotten over the effect of wearing that tight dress a while ago, but apparently not.

As she gathers her clothes, she glances over at me. "He's still asleep," she says to herself, a lot louder than you would expect for someone thinking out loud. I feel bad for faking being asleep just to spy on her, so I fake a cough. Sarah spins around, holding her shirt up to her chest to hide her body. "Fuck!" she exclaims, her eyes darting to the bathroom and back to me. "When did you wake up?!"

"Just now," I answer quickly. "I didn't mean to scare you." Her eyes look to the bathroom one more time and she calms down.

"It's okay, you just startled me a bit," she says.

"A bit," I joke, and she laughs. She kisses me on the cheek and finishes getting dressed.

"Oh, Mr. Robinson said he wanted to come check in on you," Sarah says, speaking loudly again. I wonder if she is feeling a bit congested and having trouble hearing.

"That would be cool," I answer. We chit chat for a few minutes, when suddenly I spot Mr. Robinson. "Oh hey! I didn't hear you come in," I say in surprise. I was expecting him to at least knock, but he was so quiet I didn't even hear the bedroom door open. In fact, he was so quiet he snuck all the way around us, coming more from the bathroom side than the bedroom door.

"Ah, I didn't want to wake you in case you were still asleep," he says, which is nice of him. He strikes up a conversation about history, which I can tell bores Sarah, but helps me perk up a bit. I actually feel better to the point that I decide that I'm going to get a shower and join them for dinner. Before I get into the shower, I check the toilet. To my surprise, it's spotless. From what it sounded like, I expected to see a warzone, but she must have done a very thorough job cleaning. Getting in the shower, the hot water does wonders for me, and I stay in the shower, enjoying it for a good, long time. While in the shower, I can hear snippets from some music from another apartment. I can't really tell what genre it is, only that the song is fast paced and involves a lot of clapping.

It's still going thirty minutes later when I exit the shower. If anything, it picks up in pace when the water shuts off. I still can't pick anything up other than the loud clapping. As I'm drying off, I even hear Sarah groan, "Not inside again, please." She's not wrong. It's pretty rude to be playing your music that loudly indoors, not to mention probably not great for your ears if your music is so loud that we can hear it through the walls. Entering the bedroom, I find Sarah in an odd position. She is bent over the bed, resting her head on her crossed arms.

I chuckle. "What are you doing?" I ask, trying not to make it too obvious that I'm staring at her ass.

"Resting," she answers with a sigh. "I've been doing a lot today. I'm worn out." She sighs again, looking off in to the distance. I didn't think I was too much to take care of today, but clearly I was. I'm trying to think of how to apologize or try to make it better when she turns to look at me. Sarah has a slight frown on her face as she asks, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

The question surprises me. She is so clearly gorgeous and I tell her so often. I quickly collect myself and answer, "Yes, of course I do. You're the prettiest girl in the world."

Her frown doesn't go away. "Do you think I'm... sexy?"

Another surprise. We've never really talked too much about sex or anything like that, so I suppose it's not too odd she would ask that. "Very much," I answer lamely.

"And you are attracted to me, right? Sexually, I mean." I'm starting to see what she is getting at. Since we've never really talked about this stuff before, I could see how she would get the impression that I didn't have an interest for her in that way. In fact, I've spent a lot of time and effort hiding just how aroused she makes me. I take a seat on the bed next to her.

"I am. All the time." I don't know what else to say.

"But earlier you stopped me..." Ah, things are really making sense now. I thought she was touching me on accident, but apparently she was trying to do it on purpose! No wonder she was so upset when I stopped her.

"I thought you were just being innocent! I was embarassed because you gave me an, uh, you know. An erection." I nearly whisper that last word.

"Really?" For the first time in the conversation she perks up. "I thought you didn't want me in that way. That's why I've been letting-" she stops mid sentence. "Well, worried I wasn't attractive."

"Sarah, you're so hot it's ridiculous. Just a glance of your body is enough to get me hard." That seems to make her even happier.

"If that's the case, maybe I can do something for you. Not sex. Not yet. But maybe I could... use my mouth?" I'm a little shocked that she even knows what a blowjob is, but clearly I'm not the only one who has watched porn before.

A/N: This is an important crossroads. For the moment, I will only be focusing on one path, but I'm leaving the opportunity for four different paths here. I want you guys to decide in the comments which path to take, whether or not he accepts the offer of a blowjob, and what Sarah would see if he does. Whatever path seems to get the most interest is the one I will focus on continuing.