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Best friends make the best lovers. When you really think about it, who really
knows you best of all, who can tell when youlre really having a good time, or
if you're not into it? This is what I have always been told by the ones around
me, but I just couldn;t buy into it. Probably because I have a best friend of
the opposite sex.
We met at college. He was a few years younger, and I was going to be
there for awhile. I admit freely to not being a very friendly person, not one
that a guy would automatically flock to. Not that most guys weren;t worth the
effort to get to know. Nor were most girls, come to think of it. I had
friends, but this guy just latched on and wouldn't let go, no matter the
rudeness I dished out, which was alot. I liked my loneliness. That's what I
tell myself, but the words ring hollow midway through my 4th movie weekend of
the month.
Anyway, Will was tall and blond, not at all what I was attracted to. He was
English, which was rather sexy, but in general, not someone I would be in lust
for. SO we became best friends, he camped out on my couch most of the years we
were together. Our friends thought of us as a strange little couple, but where
we went, we went together. I had never had anyone which I had so much rapport.
Anyway, we had a bet on how to spend Spring break. I wanted to backpack
across Europe, he wanted to spend a "romantic" weekend in Paris. He won. SO I
am on a plane to Paris. He is telling me that I have to wear nice dresses and
act like a woman truly in love, to which I roll my eyes. His dad was very
successful and Wil had made some good investments with his own money, so he was
really wel off. He had his secretaries workiong overtime to have different
clothes for everyday and occasion. It was very nice. Dressing up for a week
sounded like fun. The first day we did the complete tourist thing,
cheesy clothes, bickering loudly in public, throwing coins into the fountain.
It was a blast. The second day we went to museums and libraries. A very
stimulating day for two students. That night we went to a fancy restaurant in
the heart of the city. He asked me if I would play a game with him. Of
course, the woman in love, said yes. He explained the rules. I had to put on
the item of clothing that he had prepared. Then come out of the bathroom and
model it for him. Of course, nothing sexual was in my mind, he had bought me
clothes before and requested the same thing. They usually ended up in his
closet, but it was a good system. SO we returned to the hotel and I went to
the bathroom. he had bought me a short, red satin , teddy-like thing. Nothing
overtly sexy, but really nice. Covered just enough, in really good taste. So
I tried it on and came out of the bathroom.
He was standing with his back to me, drinking wine. He had put some
soft music on. I saw him looking at me in the reflection, and I smiled
amusedly. I put my hands behind my head in a mock seduction pose and
uhhmmpaahed my way over to him saying, " This little number makes me feel.....
rather sexy, did you pick it out yourself? My favorite color." I wrapped my
arms around his waist from behind and he leaned back in my embrace.
"Yup," he said," picked it out all by myself thought it was perfect."
"is this all there is, or is there more to this game?" I asked. He turrned
around and started dancing with me. i could feel his erection immediately and
I said the trite old standby- Is that a bananna in your pocket, or are you glad
to see me? he slapped my ass lightly and nipped my ear. I hushed and let
myself be held. Complete trust, safety, love, we could have danced all nite
and done nothing else and I would have been completely satisfied, but he had
other plans.
We danced for about an hour, then he started nipping and nuzzling, the
kissing me. "I think one of us is a little overdressed for this party," I
said, then I started to take off his tie, unbutton his shirt and take them off.
I scratched my nails on his nippples and stomach. He stood still as i kissed
and nicked all over his body, patiently waiting for his chance. I nestled
myself in his arms and felt his hands all over my body, pushing me back on the
pillows, gently, undressing me, fondling my breasts, massaging. It lasted for
over two hours, he wanted to make sure it was right. The next morning as I lay
in his arms, he slips a ring on my finger and says, "How about it rat, marry
me?" Confusion, I try to get up, but he holds me down. "I know you arent
going to think about it until you graduate, but I;m going to wait. THis is
just to bring you around to the idea. Are you shocked or just horrified?"
"I...hmmmm well, who kows what the future may bring, and I think it is
unfair to tie you down to someone who isn't sure about things as they are." He
smiled," You'll get used to it. No matter what you say, you love me, and
you're scared about the forever ever after, but that will come, and we'll live
happily ever after. "
Sitting on the arplane on the way home I am still confused about things.
I have two more years, but will our friendship survive this test? Only time
will tell
This is my second post, let me know what your think, LaGod
LaGoddessa@aol.com
they locked me up once, I was in a little padded cage with lots of little
buttons and had all my friends to talk to. We chatted about the weather, and
God and the funny little man that I saw every day who tried to take my friends
away.
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