Beads of water dripped down Jesse's muscular body. He stepped onto the rug in front of the mirror and wrapped a towel around his waist. He grabbed another towel and rubbed his hair dry. Jesse walked to his room and cursed when he saw that he didn't have any clean clothes to wear.

"I guess Danny was right." he shrugged. He never brought his laundry up to his room unless he was prompted by Danny. Now Jesse was half naked bounding down the stairs, but fortunately no one was home, so he was spared the embarrassment of wearing just a mere towel. Just as he hopped off the last step, Becky knocked on the door. He opened it as if it were a normal day, and as if he were actually dressed.

"Oh my god..." Becky marveled at Jesse's wet, tan body. She snapped out of it. "Where's Danny?"

She followed him into the family room and shut the door behind her. Jesse ruffled his own hair. "The girls begged him to take 'em to the zoo. Sorry Beck. You know how persuasive and tricky those girls are."

"Yeah, I bet they get it from you." Becky pouted.

"Well you're already here, why don't you uh, stay a while?"

"Well I'd love to, but I just wanted to drop off these notes about this month's shows for Danny. I wasn't planning on staying too long after that. I thought I could just explain some things and leave." she couldn't stop staring at Jesse. She wanted to rip the towel off his body.

"The girls would have had you stay longer anyways." he pointed out.

"Jesse I can't. I made plans." she bit her lip.

"Oh yeah? What plans?"

"Jesse don't get mad, but-"

"Why would I be mad?" he stepped closer to her.

"I uh, sort of wanted to meet up with a guy I met."

"A date, huh?"

"Please understand, Jesse."

"Understand what, that I mean nothing to you?"

"No!" she retorted, "I just don't want to rush anything Jesse."

"You were gonna go on a date with somebody else tonight?" he yelled.

"We took it way too fast the other night Jess."

"So you wanna start off slow? Alright, we'll take it slow for now. You don't need that other guy, Rebecca. Just let me show you I can take it slow with you. Come here." Hesitantly, Becky
walked toward Jesse. She shifted uncomfortably in an attempt to adjust her panties, but the moisture was already adhering.

"What's wrong?" he goaded, "Huh? Talk to me, Becky."

She wouldn't dare slip and let him know she wanted him. Her head hung down, her eyes resting at her high heels.

"Look at me."

She tucked her hands into her back pockets so that when she devoured him with her eyes, she wouldn't reach out and tear off what little that Jesse was wearing. Her nails dug into her jeans, making her practically grab her own ass. The unfamiliar sensation of her fingers gripping her flesh added to her arousal. Becky was struggling to keep her eye contact with him. She wanted to let loose and run her hands all over Jesse's pecs and biceps, and to feast her eyes on his godly build. She prisoned her whole body but licked her lips, almost preparing herself to submit to him. Jesse reached behind her and put his hands over hers. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Quit resisting, Rebecca. Just let go. Relax. Let me take over for you."

Temptation built up like a storm inside her. She was wet and hot and barely able to function. Jesse knew she was ready for him. He grabbed her elbow and led her to the couch. He laid her down and climbed on top of her.

"I'll wait til you're ready." Becky fought the urge to give in as Jesse rubbed her collarbone. She sighed and eased her body, relaxing to Jesse's touch. "Attagirl." he smiled, realizing his victory. It was too easy. He slid off her shirt and ordered her to take off her jeans. She kicked off her heels and removed her belt and obeyed Jesse. "Put your shoes back on."

She remained silent while doing so.

"Let's go to my room." he suggested. In just her bra, panties, and heels, she walked before Jesse to his room. All the way up he stared at her tight ass.