Comfort for a Friend in need (Open for one).

angela146

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OOC: Two characters, Angie and Cheryl, both bi-sexual women. Looking for someone to play the role of "Cheryl".
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IC:

Angie heard the repeated ringing of her front doorbell. It was midnight and she had just gone to bed with a good book.

Throwing her silk robe over her pajammas, she went downstairs as quickly as she could. She peeked out the front window. Cheryl's car was in the driveway.

Angie wasn't surprized. Cheryl was her closest friend and one of the very few people who might show up suddenly late at night. Her jerk of a husband had probably broken her heart one too many times.

She opened the door.

Cheryl had a suitcase in one hand and an overnight bag in the other. Tears were running down her cheeks.

"Come on in, Cher," Angie said as she opened the door. Before Cheryl could ask, she said, "Don't worry, you're not interrupting. I'm alone. No hot date tonight."

Closing the door and setting the bags aside, Angie wrapped her arms around Cheryl, letting her cry on her shoulder. "Are you OK? He didn't hurt you, did he?"
 
Cheryl

I don't know why I continually put up with him. That no-good husband of mine had always treated me like dirt, and it seemed that I had forgiven him over and over and over again. It was always something with him - never time for me, and always off on "business."

This time I had finally had enough - I had suspected him having another affair, and my suspicions were confirmed when I saw them at lunch together...arms around each other, kissing, snuggling...the things he and I used to do. When I confronted him about it, he obviously tried to deny it, but he knew I had him. I quickly packed my suitcase and grabbed my overnight bag, and drove away. The question was - where would I go?

Almost immediately I thought of Angie. She and I had been close friends for quite some time, and I had shared my suspicions about my husband with her. It didn't take long to get to her house - I pulled into the driveway and walked slowly up the sidewalk. I rang the doorbell once, then for some reason I rang it again...and again.

Shortly Angie opened the door and said, "Come on in, Cher...Don't worry, you're not interrupting. I'm alone. No hot date tonight."

She was standing there in her robe and pajamas, and although I promised myself I would not cry, when I saw her, I felt the wetness begin to drip from my eyes down my cheeks. Angie led me in and closed the door, then put her arms around me and hugged.

"Are you OK? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

As I rested my head on her shoulder, I whispered, "I caught that sonofabitch cheating on me again........"
 
Angie

OCC: Thank you Southerngirrl!

IC: I looped my left arm around her shoulder and ran my hand through the back of her hair as I gave her an impromptu backrub with my right arm. She leaned into me and I supported her weight.

I wasn't sure if she was leaving him for good or if she just needed to get away for a while. She probably didn't even know yet herself. Maybe this would be the final straw. Maybe this time she would have the strength to let go of him.

Either way, she came to me and that made me happy. There wasn't anything I could do to fix things but I could make sure she knew that she wasn't alone in the world.

I kissed the top of her head and said, "It's OK, Cher, you can cry. It's just us. Take your time."
 
Cheryl

I felt Angie's arms hug me closer to her, and her hand softly ran through my hair. She kissed the top of my head and said, "It's OK, Cher, you can cry. It's just us. Take your time."

There was something comforting about being so close to Angie that just seemed to relax me immediately. I was fighting hard to hold back any more tears - I just didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hurting me. After a few moments, I raised my head, then looked into Angie's eyes before I spoke.

"Angie...this is it. I've had enough of him and all of his crap. I'll see any attorney tomorrow."

I wiped the few remaining tears from my eyes and then softly said, "Thanks for being here for me, Angie....."
 
Angie

"You're welcome, Cher." I wasn't sure how strong she wanted me to be for her. Did she want to feel cared-for or would that remind her too much of "him"?

I decided to follow my maternal instincts but still be flexible.

"How about if we take your stuff upstairs? I can help you unpack and then maybe we can sit and talk."
 
Cheryl

"How about if we take your stuff upstairs? I can help you unpack and then maybe we can sit and talk."

The words that Angie spoke seemed to calm my nerves immensely. She gave me another quick hug, picked up one of my bags, and then turned to go up the stairs. As I watched her take the first couple of steps, I could see her soft body moving under the silk of her robe, and glimpses of her long legs as she stepped. I had always envied her - she was such a knockout, never had to be alone unless she wanted to...much stronger than me.

As I began to follow her, I said, "Angie...I am through with men...To hell with them..."
 
Angie

As I reached the top of the stairs and turned toward the guest room, I noticed Cher's eyes on me. That and her comment about being through with men... well, maybe she was needing more than just a hug.

I'd known for a while that Cher was bi-sexual. We had flirted a couple of times and even traded backrubs but never taken it farther than that.

On the other hand, she was in the middle of a lot of emotional turmoil so her judgement was probably out the window. Whatever happened between us, I needed to make sure that we didn't cross any lines that she might regret later on.

I opened up the guest room and put the suitcase on the bed.

"I've got lots of closet space and dresser drawers in here so we can hang stuff up." I gently touched her fingertips. "You can have your own space without having to be alone."
 
Cheryl

As Angie got to the top of the stairs, I saw her glance back at me, with a hint of a smile. She continued to the first door, opened it, and stepped inside, beckoning me to follow. She put my suitcase on the bed and then turned to me as I followed.

She gave me a big smile and said, "I've got lots of closet space and dresser drawers in here so we can hang stuff up. You can have your own space without having to be alone."

She reached out and softly touched my hand with her fingers as she spoke, and I was immediately comforted by her touch. I quickly hugged her and said, "Angie, you're a lifesaver. What would I do without you?"

I had noticed that there was an adjoining bathroom to this bedroom, so as I stepped away from her I said, "Would you mind if I took a quick shower to relax?"
 
Angie

I had noticed that there was an adjoining bathroom to this bedroom, so as I stepped away from her I said, "Would you mind if I took a quick shower to relax?"

"Sure," I said, "that sounds like a great idea. I'll grab some towels and a washcloth. Did you bring shampoo and soap and stuff? If not, I've got just about everything you could think of. I swear I should own stock in 'The Body Shop', I already have half the store in my bathroom."
 
Cheryl

Angie said she would get me some towels and a washcloth, then told me that she had plenty of shampoo and such.

"Thanks again, Ang," I called out to her as she left the room to retrieve the towels. I wanted to get to the shower, so I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the bed. I unbuttoned my jeans and stepped out of them, and they were soon on the bed with my shirt, leaving me standing there in just my bra and g-string.

My hands went to the front clasp of my bra and unsnapped it, and my breasts sprang free just as Angie walked back through the door. I think I surprised her by undressing so quickly, and I had to surpress a giggle as she looked at me. She then smiled and walked toward me with the towels.

I slipped my fingers into my g-string and lowered them, exposing my smooth shaved skin. I stepped out of them as I said, "Angie, you're a sweetheart."
 
Angie

When I returned to the room, she was wearing only a g-string. I just about dropped the towels. Damn! She is cute! Then she stripped the rest of the way.

I couldn't resist. I set down the towels and put my arms around her, pressing her body into mine. I whispered into her ear, "Why don't you go shower and put on some pajammas. You're too tempting like this. I'm afraid I won't behave myself."

Then I held her a few inches away from me and kissed her on the forehead and nose.
 
Cheryl

Angie walked over to the bed and set down the towels. She turned to me and quickly put her arms around me and hugged me closer. I felt my nipples harden as my body pressed against the soft satin of her robe.

She whispered, "Why don't you go shower and put on some pajamas. You're too tempting like this. I'm afraid I won't behave myself."

She pulled back just a bit, then gave me a soft kiss on my forehead, and then on my nose. I smiled back at her as my heart began to pound."

"Just give me a few minutes in the shower, and I'll be right back."

I stepped away from Angie and turned and walked toward the bathroom. I wondered if she was watching me, and I gave my ass an extra little sway...
 
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