Rachel marched out of the rehearsal room in a huff. Goddamn Finn. He'd lied to her. She knew he'd been with other girls. She'd accepted that. But she expected him to be honest. He could at least admit to her who'd he'd been with. Sure, she wasn't going to be happy that he'd lost his virginity to Santana, but if only he'd been honest about it. Rachel stomped down the hallway. She was going to make him regret keeping secrets from her. One way or another, he was going to pay. The question now was how.

She was going to sleep with someone, just so Finn knew how she was feeling. But who? Puck? No, he was too obvious. Maybe Mike? He was a possibility, but he seemed loyal to Tina. Rachel didn't know if she could beguile him. As she pondered who should could sleep with to mess with Finn, she turned a corner and saw the answer to her question. Standing at the end of the hallway was Christopher. Rachel stared at him. He was perfect. First off, he was Santana's boyfriend, so she would get under her skin in addition to Finn's. Also, he was kind of hunky. She knew Finn was always comparing himself to Christopher. If she slept with him, it would destroy Finn. Not to mention, she would really enjoy it. Rachel bit her lower lip as she imagined making love to Christopher. She felt a tingling sensation between her thighs. A shiver ran down her body. Christopher was perfect.

Rachel walked down the hallway towards Christopher. He was at his locker, loading his things into his backpack. She leaned against the locker and puffed out her chest. Rachel cleared her throat. Christopher looked surprised. "Yes?"

"Christopher?" said Rachel. "That's your name?"

"Yes," said Christopher.

"We have history together," said Rachel. "The class."

"I know," said Christopher.

"So what do you think of that paper we've got to write?" said Rachel. "That's a real pain."

"Actually I've already finished it," said Christopher.

"Really?" said Rachel. "Well maybe you can help me out with it."

"Sure thing," said Christopher. "What's a good time when we could meet?"

"Do you have any plans for tonight?" said Rachel.

"No," said Christopher.

"Well how about you come over to my house sometime around six?" said Rachel. "You can help me finish my paper then. How's that sound?"

"I can do that," said Christopher. "If that's cool with your parents."

"They're out of town," said Rachel. That was true. They were in Philadelphia, visiting a sick relative. That fortunately made things easier for her. She didn't have to worry about them bursting into her room at an inconvenient time. Of course, they usually gave her enough space.

"Okay," said Christopher. "Well I'll just show up at six then."

"Great," said Rachel. She walked off, a devious smile on her face. Oh boy was Finn going to be jealous.

Rachel didn't have much to work with. She imagined losing her virginity on a bed of roses, surrounded by candles. However, she didn't have any roses on standby. She did have candles, but after some thought, realized that it might not be the best idea. Candles were romantic for sure, but they were a fire hazard. She also didn't have any lingerie. She bitterly thought about Santana. No doubt she had a large collection of slutty underwear to show off to Christopher. Well at least Rachel had a natural rack. That would be a new experience for Christopher.

In the end Rachel decided to wear a bathrobe. She would claim to have just gotten out of the shower. She had an idea and wrapped a towel over her head. She checked the time. It was almost six. She got downstairs and sat in the living room that was right next to the front door. As soon as she sat down, she heard the doorbell ring. Rachel opened the door and saw Christopher standing outside. He had a confused look on his face. "Um...hi Rachel."

"Hello Christopher," said Rachel. "I'm so sorry. I just got out of the shower and didn't have the time to put anything on. Come in."

"Okay." When Christopher got inside he looked around the house. "Wow, you guys sure have a lot of nice things."

"Thanks," said Rachel. She removed the towel from her head and shook her hair. She hoped she'd look like one of those beautiful women in movies or music videos when the wind blew through their hair. Christopher seemed to enjoy the show. He just stared at her, a dumb look on his face.

"So, where do you to set up?" said Christopher.

"I was thinking in my room," said Rachel.

"Okay." She and Christopher walked up the stairs and to her room. She opened the door for him. Christopher sat himself down on her bed. He was making things too easy for her. "So, let's get started."

"I'm already done," said Rachel.

Christopher looked surprised. "You are?"

"Yes," said Rachel. "I actually finished my history paper a few days ago."

"Then what am I doing here?" said Christopher.

Rachel sighed. "I lied. I just wanted to be with you."

"Why?" said Christopher.

"I've always had a crush on you," said Rachel. "I was with Finn, so I couldn't do anything about it, but we just broke up so I figured this was my chance to act on it. But now I'm just realizing you're with Santana and this whole idea was stupid."

"I'm not with Santana," said Christopher.

"You're not?" said Rachel, pretending to be shocked. She knew Santana couldn't maintain a permanent relationship. It wasn't in her nature.

"We have sex sometimes," said Christopher. "But we're not official or anything."

"I see," said Rachel. "So..."

"I guess we have a chance," said Christopher.

"I'm sorry," said Rachel. "I kind of put you in an awkward spot. I understand if you don't want to do anything. I was just feeling lonely. It's okay if you just want to leave."

"No," said Christopher. "I'm good to stay."

"Really?" said Rachel.

"Well to be honest, I've always had a crush on you," said Christopher. "But I didn't ask you out because you were with Finn."

"Wow, what a coincidence," said Rachel. "Well, let's get started."

"So let me guess," said Christopher. "You're naked under there?"

Rachel smiled and undid her robe. "How did you know?"

Rachel let her robe drop to the floor. "Wow."

Rachel blushed. "So, how does this compare to Santana?"

"Let's not mention her," said Christopher. Right now he was undressing himself. He tossed his shirt to the side and then pulled both his pants and boxers down in one fluid motion. Rachel stared at his member. It was huge. Like the kind she would expect to see in porn movies and it didn't look fully erect yet. She ran her hand over it. Christopher grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips locked and soon their tongues wrestled for dominance. Christopher got on top of Rachel and she lay down on the bed. His kisses traveled down from her lips and to her neck. He nibbled at her collarbone and then turned his attention to her chest. She gasped as he sucked on her nipples until they were hard. Christopher continued down her body. He left a trail of kisses down from her stomach and to her waist. Rachel's heart raced as she waited for what would come next.

Christopher spread Rachel's legs apart and licked her. He didn't go right for her clit. Instead he licked around he. His tongue circled her clit. A feeling of tension built up in Rachel's chest as she waited for Christopher to get on with it. Eventually, he stopped teasing her and started licking her clit. Rachel groaned and put her hand on the back of his head, shoving her close to his body. Her body spasmed as he licked her sex. She could feel his hands move up her thighs and up to her butt. Christopher squeezed her buttcheeks. Rachel squealed.

Then Christopher pulled himself upwards. Rachel could see that his member was now fully erect. He positioned himself between her legs, his member pointing right at her core. She bit her bottom lip as Christopher thrust forward. She felt a slight ache as he pushed inside her. Her body shook and her breasts jiggled. Her eyes took in Christopher's body as he pumped in and out of her, his thighs like powerful pistons. Rachel wrapped her legs around Christopher's body, pulling him into her. His hands still grasped her buttcheeks. His fingers kneaded her flesh. Christopher's hands traveled up her body. He ran up her back and to her chest. Soon he was groping her breasts. Rachel arched her back, pushing her chest up towards Christopher's face. He was moving faster and faster. Rachel's heart raced. She could feel her insides tighten around Christopher's member, followed by his seed exploding into her body.

Christopher collapsed on the bed. Rachel ran her hands over his muscles. "So tell me, how do I compare to Santana?"

Christopher smiled. "Come on, let's not talk about her."

"I'm just curious," said Rachel.

Christopher sighed. "Well, your boobs feel different than hers."