Two years, five months, and a little over three weeks. That is how long Tom has known Julia. They lived about two blocks away from each other and studied together at College. They met in an exhaustingly boring history class, where the teacher had them work in random pairs of twos. Ever since that day, he has had a massive crush on Julia.

They became very good friends quite quickly because they could rant about each other's Roommates. Tom's roommate was a quite filthy computer science student who rarely left the room and spent every free minute playing some weird anime games. He was quite introverted and rarely cleaned up his part of the apartment.

Julia, on the other hand, shared her apartment with one of her high school friends. They liked each other, and everyone did their chores. The only thing Julia hated was that her roommate was kind of, well, a slut. She was never home, always sleeping at some other dude's house. She would always tell Julia about what she did the night prior, and Julia pretended to care, but in reality, she thought it was disgusting that they were sharing a bathroom.

Sadly for Tom, Julia was already in a relationship. Still, he settled nicely into the role of her best friend. Her boyfriend never even suspected that Tom had a secret crush on Julia since the first day they had met. How could he expect anything? Tom wasn't the kind of guy to steal someone's girl. He had always been a bit nervous around girls, especially the ones he found attractive. He was of pretty average height, with brown hair that was a bit longer and split down the middle. He always tried to get some kind of 'surfer boy'-look, but it never quite worked out. That hadn't stopped him from somehow ending up with a few girls at the end of high school. They were mostly of the nerdish kind and probably just way too horny to care what Tom had looked like back then. Now he was quite fit, going to the gym at least twice a week, though he did that mostly to appeal to Julia, but he would never tell her that.

Now, though, things were a lot different. Just two weeks ago, Julia broke up with her boyfriend after she'd caught him cheating with one of the cheerleaders of the football team he was on. Tom gave her some space, but still tried to comfort her. Now he felt like enough time had passed for him to start making some moves on her. They were very close, so they often spent the weekends together doing something fun. This time Julia wasn't in the mood to go out, so they decided they would just spend the weekend at her place, listening to some new music and just talking. To no one's surprise, Julia's roommate was going to spend the weekend at some other guy's house.

Tom arrived at Julia's door and greeted her with a smile and a bottle of cheap wine.

"Ohh, it's a date, huh?" Julia asked, and they both laughed while they hugged. They were at a point in their friendship where they could joke about stuff like this, but in reality, Tom wanted nothing more than to have romantic dates with Julia, sipping wine and talking for hours on end. Well, at least they could spend this Friday evening doing that second part.

As they hugged, Tom fell in love again as her long blonde hair fell in his face and the smell of her conditioner – or perhaps that was just her natural odor – reawakened memories of the first time they had met. Now, though, he had enough composure to hug her like a normal friend would, although he was very much enjoying the way her boobs pressed against his chest. Julia was a beautiful young woman. Almost a head shorter than him, with a slim body. Her ass was small yet juicy and while her boobs didn't break any records in terms of size, to Tom they were perfect. He was still waiting for the moment he would finally get to see them. In his mind, that was only a question of when at this point.

As they let go of each other, Julia turned around and walked towards the living room while inspecting the bottle of wine. Tom closed the door behind him and followed Julia into her apartment. He had spent a lot of time here already, but it still felt a bit magical being here all alone with a woman as sexy as Julia. She was wearing an oversized shirt and sweatpants, hiding her beautiful figure from him. he sat down on the couch, and Julia went to get a couple of glasses from the kitchen.

She walked back into the living room, inspecting the bottle. "Wall... mart huh? That's French, right?" she said jokingly while pouring them both some wine. Tom had thought about getting something fancier, but ended up with a rather cheap one, although not the cheapest one, so as not to raise any suspicions of his crush yet. They were sitting next to each other as Julia put on some music they both liked. They already had a playlist together, and their music tastes were quite similar. They had already made plans to go to a concert together this year.

They started drinking and talking quite quickly. They talked about everything. From the classes they had this week, how family members and mutual friends were doing, how annoying their roommates were, and anything else that came to mind. The music was good and so were the vibes. They truly were good friends, but Tom was still determined that he wanted more. He had somewhat of a plan of how he would slowly reach his goal of being Julia's boyfriend.

As the night progressed, they put on a movie, but kept talking. They moved on to more serious topics like plans for the future and even how Julia was doing after her breakup.

"We don't have to talk about it. I'm just wondering how you are doing," Tom added after asking her about the topic.

"No, you're fine . . . We can talk about it," Julia answered with a smile. "I mean, it still kind of hurts that he's gone. You know we were together for more than three years, and he just . . . how could he just cheat on me?"

Tears were starting to form in her eyes as she was talking.

Tom didn't know what to do. He wanted to embrace her, to stop her from crying by wiping away the tears and planting a kiss on her wonderful lips. He was already imagining how they would taste. But here he was with the most gorgeous girl in the world in front of him, but he was too shy to do anything. Finally, as the first tears rolled down her face, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into him with her face now lying on his chest. He had one arm around her, pulling her into him, with the other hand lying on her head.

"Shhh, it's fine. Just let it all out," he started, trying to calm her down. He could feel her tears soaking into his shirt, but he didn't care at all. He felt her irregular breathing slowly calm down as he held her. It felt like the most wonderful hours of his life, holding Julia in his arms, but in reality, it must've been only a few minutes of her crying her heart out on his chest. She pulled back slowly and wiped away the last tears from her face.

"Thank you for that. I needed that."

She said with a raspy voice. They stared into each other's eyes for a couple of seconds, but to Tom it felt like an eternity. A million thoughts were running through his mind that was already clouded from the bottle of wine they shared. For a split second, he thought about just going for it. He thought about planting a long and passionate kiss on her lips, he thought about confessing his love to her. Just as he was about to open his mouth he snapped out of it.

"I will always be there for you, Julia. How can I make you feel better?"

"Thank you, Tom. I'm so lucky to have a friend like you!"

She said, before once again lying down on Tom's chest, this time looking up at him with a look in her eyes that he couldn't quite place yet. Although a bit slower this time, he once again embraces her with one arm, while trying his best to meet her gaze with a smile, but internally he was screaming. The way she said the word friend felt like a hundred arrows piercing right through his heart. It felt like the final confirmation that his plans were meaningless. Just a few weeks from now, she would surely fall into the strong arms of someone else and fall in love. At the same time, his mind was starting to lose all hope, the way she looked up at him made him feel something. Maybe it was the alcohol in both of them, but somehow he felt a spark. Julia looked back at him, and they got lost in each other's eyes with the movie playing in the background, just a necessary background noise to not make this more awkward than it already was. Finally, Julia broke the silence, and Tom could feel her breath in his face as she talked.

"You know, there is something you could do for me . . ."

A blush formed on her cheeks, but Tom was certain his face was as red as a tomato as well at this point. He could see that Julia was struggling with what she had to tell him, but he had no plans to rush her. She placed one hand on his chest, and his heart jumped a beat. 'Fuck! She noticed that!' He thought to himself. The anticipation was killing him. What was she asking of him? Did she want him to fucking leave her alone. Maybe she noticed his massive crush on her, to be fair, at this point that wasn't out of the question.

Julia parted her lips slightly, and Tom gasped ever so slightly, scared of the words about to leave her lips, but to his surprise, instead of talking, Julia shifted forward slightly and pressed her open lips against his. The kiss was short, but to Tom it was the best moment of his life. His crush of two years had just kissed him while lying on his chest. Almost immediately his cock sprung to life in his pants. She slowly faded away from Tom and opened her eyes again. Once again, they just stared into each other's eyes, and yet again Tom felt a spark in her eyes. 'This happened,' he thought to himself whilst trying desperately to think of a response.

"I . . . I-I-I . . . you . . . wh–"

Before he could form a proper sentence, Julia leaned in for another kiss. This one lasted a bit longer, and Tom's instincts took over. He pulled Julia in a bit closer, and as her tongue slipped inside his mouth, he wasn't just a passenger in the kiss. They shared a passionate kiss and Tom could feel his cock harden even further in his pants, a tent quickly forming in his sweatpants. When Julia slowly pulled away once again with a smile, Tom tried to hold on to her sweet lips a bit longer. With his arm around her back he didn't let her pull back all that far, but far enough for her to jump into his lap, her legs now beside him on either side and her plump ass sitting directly on his crotch. When she felt his boner bulging against her ass she raised an eyebrow and a devilish smile formed on her face.

"Excited are we?"

Julia asked teasingly. Her soft voice and those teasing voice made his cock twitch once again. Before he could explain himself, they shared another long and passionate kiss, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Earlier, Tom had imagined how Julia must taste, but this was more than he ever hoped for. He could taste her saliva along with the sweet taste of her lipstick. With one hand he slowly caressed the back of her head, running through her soft hair while his other hand, the one that was previously on her back, slowly slid downwards, past her bra and towards her ass, although Tom stopped a few inches above her plump ass and instead pulled her body into his by her waist. Once again he could feel her breasts pressing against his chest and once again his cock poked against her ass and Julia couldn't help but giggle. They both giggled and broke the kiss before continuing to make out.