"You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen!" you blurted out. You immediately felt embarrassed at your words, but Randall didn't seem to mind at all, twirling Miss Card's body around to give you a little show.
"Oh Timmy, you say the nicest things," " Randall said in syrupy sweet tone before giving a girlish giggle - that evolved into a full laugh at your reaction. You were simultaneously aroused (your erection becoming very obvious) and overwhelmed with embarrassment. You turn away with your cheeks burning red, trying to come to terms with the rising lust you felt toward your best friend. You were at a loss how to act. Randall was clearly joking around like always, but now the teasing felt very different. You had enough trouble remembering that this was your long-time friend rather than Miss Card acting out your secret fantasy. And with Miss Card's body dressed like this, it was totally impossible for you to pretend that Randall was a 'he' any longer.
Randall gave you a playful punch on the shoulder. "Come on, dude, I'm only kidding. Relax!" With a deep breath you pushed aside your confused thoughts and feelings and turned back to face her.
"That-a-boy!" she said chuckling. Randall fell back onto the couch and propped her legs up on the coffee table. Your eyes were immediately drawn to her sexy legs stretched out in front of you. Randall lifted a foot up toward you. "Look at this!" she said, bending her foot out. "Can you believe it? Me, in 4 inch heels?"
With an effort you jerk your eyes up to her face, trying not to stare at her humongous breasts barely contained by the mesh of the lingerie.
Randall was still absently looking at her foot. "Hell, I can't figure it out. Thought I'd trip all over the place in these things but they were not problem at all. I just put them on and walked like that - easy as pie!" she said, snapping her fingers. Shrugging she added "maybe it's some kind of muscle memory or something...."
She finally noticed your stare and met your gaze with a raised eyebrow. "Hey, what about those drinks?" she asked.
"Oh, uh, sure," you answered, flustered at being so close and casual with your incredibly hot and almost-naked teacher. You walked to the kitchen counter, picked up the drinks and brought them back.
"Thanks, dude," Randall said, taking a drink from your hand. He took a sip and made a 'hmm' sound. "Hey, this is pretty good!" he said. "What is this stuff? Some new flavor of Sunkist or something?"
"Not exactly," you answered, and explained what you'd mixed. You stood awkwardly while you talked, not quite sure what to do with yourself.
Randall watched you shift around uncomfortably while she listened to your explanation. When you finished, she said half-resigned "I guess my tastes changed along with everything else. Just something more to get used to." She brightened a little and added "but maybe that means I'll actually like all that crap in the kitchen. Aren't you always bugging me about 'expanding my tastes?'."
She frowned at your movement. "Tim, stop fidgeting and just sit down. It's not like I bite or anything!"
You sat down on the other end of the sofa, leaving a couple feet between you. She just rolled her eyes and turned on the television. "Mmh," she said, "looks like I've got the full cable package. Sweet!"
Your eyes kept shifting over to watch Randall as she flipped through the channels. She scanned for over half an hour, pausing for at most a few minutes on one station before changing to another. You were a little surprised when Randall shifted to get comfortable, pulling her legs off the table and bending them beneath her, like you'd seen many girls sit. Was that more 'muscle memory' or something, or simply an easy way for a woman to sit? Thoughts like that helped distract you somewhat from focusing on the incredible vision beside you on the sofa. Ironically, you were more aroused now that Randall wasn't actively teasing you. With her attention absorbed by the tv, it was very easy for you to imagine that you were in fact sitting with Laura Card in her apartment - although admittedly in your fantasies she would been doing more than watching television.
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