Rachel was annoyed. Puck had promised during their meeting that he would be home this afternoon. But here she had been ringing his doorbell for 10 minutes with no answer! She got in her car to drive home, but about three blocks away she noticed Puck's truck in a driveway. She rang the doorbell of that house, but there was no answer. Rachel knew that Puck cleaned pools part-time and although it was October, she wondered if perhaps he was in the backyard doing something with the pool. So, she wandered into the backyard. She thought she heard voices coming from the guest house, so peered into the back window. Rachel was shocked. Puck and a woman were clearly engaged in a sexual liaison. The woman seemed to be really enjoying herself. Rachel couldn't help but admire the taut muscles of Puck's back and notice a tattoo on his left triceps muscle. Without her consent, her eyes began to unconsciously trail downwards along his back to where his lower body was concealed beneath white satin sheets. Suddenly, Rachel's eyes connected with Puck's in the reflection of a mirror. She gasped; mortified that she had been caught watching him. She wasn't able to look away from him though and for some reason, he wasn't looking away from her either. She couldn't help but think it was rude of him to be maintaining eye contact with her when he was supposed to be pleasuring another woman.

The woman suddenly noticed their observer and instead of being annoyed, she said, "Puck, is that your girlfriend?" and yelled out the open window to Rachel, "Would you care to join us, sweetheart?"

Rachel ran as fast as she could out of the backyard, while Puck finished his afternoon tryst with Mrs. Perkins. However, he was annoyed that he spent much of it thinking about what it would have been like if Berry had joined them…and to his surprise, thinking for one brief moment what it would have been like if Mrs. Perkins had then left them.

About an hour later, he arrived home and his mother announced that a girl was waiting for him in his bedroom. Puck knew it had to be Rachel, because his mother would never have let Santana or any of the other girls he brought home to be in his bedroom. However, he knew it probably only took about one second for his mom to be completely charmed by Rachel Berry.

As he entered his room, Rachel jumped up from where she had been sitting at his desk.

"Puck, I greatly apologize for interrupting your liaison earlier today. I went to your house to give you notes from class and then saw your truck in a nearby driveway and decided to look for you out back and I didn't mean to linger for so long and I…"

"Chill, Berry. It's cool. I have to say though I'd never taken you for a voyeur."

Rachel gasped and squeaked, "I am not a voyeur. I'm just not that experienced in that particular arena and was caught off guard."

Puck smirked. "Not that experienced, huh? That's a shock. Berry, have you even kissed anyone?"

"I have! Todd Walker. It was at that party at his house at the end of 8th grade. But it ended up just being some joke. Haven't been kissed since…or invited to another party for that matter…"

Puck remembered that party. He hadn't been able to go because his grandmother was in the hospital.

"Jeez, Berry. That's pretty sad."

He said it jokingly, but as he looked at Rachel's crestfallen face as she recalled the painful memory, he realized just how sad it actually was.

Before he could help himself, he had reached over and tilted her chin upwards with his hand. Looking her directly in the eye, he said, "I'm sorry, Rachel."

Rachel felt her heart rate increase and a small smile come to her face. She was surprised to see a genuine smile, and not a smirk, adorn Puck's face as well. But the moment was quickly broken.

"Okay, Berry. It's time for you to get some education." He opened his top drawer and presented her with a DVD that had a barely-clothed woman on the cover. Despite her lack of experience, Rachel was able to quickly identify what it was.

"Puck! I am not watching a pornographic movie with you."

"Relax, Rachel. This is so soft-core; it's practically an R-rated Hollywood film. I mean it even has a freakin' plot."

He meant it too. It had been his first porno and was quite innocent compared to some of his more recent acquisitions, but he had held onto it for posterity. He's not sure who was more shocked, him or Rachel, when she sat down at his desk chair and waited for him to lock his bedroom door and turn on the movie.

Puck spent the entire length of the movie sitting across the room from Rachel, watching her watch the movie. He had never been so turned on. She managed to look simultaneously curious, confused, uneasy, and excited. Near the end of the film, when the point of her tongue peeked out and began to moisten her lips, he found himself thinking some very dirty thoughts about little, innocent Rachel Berry. He found his eyes scanning her entire body, lingering on the long, tanned legs that peeked out of her schoolgirl skirt. Although he was unable to look away from her when she interrupted his earlier tryst, it wasn't until this moment that he noticed how hot Rachel Berry really was.

When the movie ended, Rachel just stood up and refusing to look him in the eyes, said, "This was very educational and informative. I'm sure it will be helpful when I am a famous actress and need to perform intimate scenes. Thank you."

She moved towards the bedroom door and was surprised when Puck followed her and entered her personal space, practically pinning her against the door. For his part, Puck strangely enjoyed the sharp intake of breath that she took when he leaned across her to unlock his bedroom door. He bent down and whispered seductively in her ear, "Pleasant dreams tonight, Berry." She met his eyes for the first time in an hour-and-a-half and whispered "Thank you" before opening the door and scampering out.

Puck realized that scandalizing Rachel Berry was quickly becoming his favorite hobby.