Some years ago I was fortunate enough to attend a high school with a coed structure. Yes - girls! Almost mythical beings coming from a somewhat cloistered upbringing prior. Here I made friends - boys and girls alike. There was one particular girl, Eva, with whom I had a great friendship. We shared several classes and were able to talk about pretty much anything. Of course, with our teenage bodies coursing with hormones, the conversations often took a sexual tangent. As the school years passed, we grew to know each other pretty well on all fronts. There was always chemistry and certainly a fair share of innuendo thrown around between Eva and I. The years came and went almost as quickly as the boyfriends and girlfriends (Definitely more true for her though). Then, around Grade 11, Eva started dating my friend Josh (Let's call him that). I had no qualms with this as I was in a 'relationship' myself and we were all part of the same friend group. I had known Josh from a young age and we are still good mates to this day. The last two years of high school were great - our friend group spent a lot of time together doing all kinds of fun stuff. Then came university. A large contingent of the friend group, including Eva and Josh, who were still together, ended up at the same university. With our new found freedom, and new friends joining the circle, the good times kept rolling. We had movie nights, pool parties, dances, braais, nights out on the town - you name it. One of these nights, however, was particularly memorable and changed my perceptions forever... We're in 3rd year and out at one of the bars in town. It's for someone's birthday and, as a result, everyone is dressed to the nines (far out-classing the venue, might I add). Eva and Josh are here - Eva is wearing a pretty black dress with stocking and heels. Her body is fit and toned and the dress she chose truly highlights that fact. Her long blonde hair drapes her shoulders and surrounds her objectively beautiful face. A deep lipstick adorns her lips and her crystal blue eyes are mesmerising. She looks incredible. Our party is quite large, so we share a long table towards the rear of the venue. There's a dance floor nearby and everyone is having a great time. We spend the night dancing, chatting and drinking in celebration. At one point in the evening, our side of the table is left with just Josh, Eva and myself - we're chatting while taking a break from the dance floor. Josh offers to get us a drink and leaves to the bar. It's Eva and I left sitting across from one another at the far side of the table. We carry on chatting until a brief break in the conversation occurs. What happens next will forever be etched into my memory - Eva, unbeknownst to me, lifts her right leg and places her foot squarely on my crotch. I am completely and utterly taken aback by this. I froze. I look up at Eva (with what must have been the most sheepish look ever) to find her with a devilish smirk on her face. She says nothing. She just starts to caress my nethers with her stocking-clad foot. She's gentle, yet stroking with obvious intent. A few seconds pass without word and I can see her face respond to the reaction she's invoking in my trousers. At this point I am incredibly conflicted - she is dating my friend! However, the combination of the sensation and the look on her pretty face stays my hand. The stroking continues on in mutual silence for a few fleeting moments. I am hard as a rock and Eva's lustful look is largely to blame. At some point people arrive back at the table but are none the wiser to what's happening underneath. It doesn't seem to bother Eva either, as she only relents after Josh returns and takes a seat beside her. Still in shock, I thank Josh for the drink and sit back extraordinarily aroused and equally flabbergasted. To be continued...