It Can't Be Her...

[JLatino]

It can't be her...can it? I haven't seen her in almost 5 years, but...no way it can't be her. She's supposed to be in Washington. That was the last thing I heard. Her old roommate told me that she got a job there. I thought I'd never see her again...so that can't be her.

But...those eyes. It...even from this far away...they're glowing. My God...It is her. A rock forms in my stomach.

Five years ago she and I ended a life long torture. We had always been friends ever since childhood. But I always felt more...but it just never went past friendship. That is until the last day I thought I'd ever see her. The day she and I made the most passionate and...well, hardcore sex either one of us had ever had.

I can remember it so vividly even today....

 

[chanaud]

OOC: If it's ok, I would like to jump in. If this thread is reserved for someone else, let me know and I will bow out gracefully.

Do you ever get the feeling, you are being watched? Well, I am, right now. I, normally, wouldn't pay attention to it, but this was just too strong to shake off.

My deep brown eyes flickered back and forth across the crowded mall. I didn't see anyone remotely familiar and noone was looking at me as if they're trying to get my attention, so I continued on.

Oh, good Starbucks. Caffeine should do the trick to shake the cobwebs. I mused quietly.

"A venti, Hazelnut. Room for cream, please."

A tap called my attention. When, I whipped my head around, the person standing with a huge grin made me scream in delight.

 

[JLatino]

feel free to join in...

"Hi Melissa."

God, she smells so great. Like caramel candies. If you didn't know her, you'd think it was the coffee. But I knew it was her.

At that moment I was scared to death. Right before I my hand touched her shoulder, my ears were hot with fear. I think I was able to stretch a grin across my face.

I really didn't expect her to smile back. The way we left things...unfinished. But she seems so happy to see me.

"Robert! Oh, my God! Is it really you?"

I nod. It's all I can do.

She hugs me. She's soft. Her hair is in my face and I take a deep breath in. The rock in my stomach melts away and boils. I pull away just as soon as I feel my lower half start to harden.

We chit chat for a few minutes. Bullshitting really. Now I know it's weird. We never used to bother with idle chatter before. But I know she must think it's weird too. I don't care how big she smiles...

After about 15 minutes of standing there and not really saying anything, she ends up inviting me out for tonight. And some how I say yes.

We say bye and I walk away thinking "What the hell did I just do?"

I'm supposed to meet her at her apartment at 8pm...she scribbled the directions on a paper napkin that i have crumbled in my pocket...jeez, what's going to happen?

 

[chanaud]

Melissa

Now, why in the hell did I invite him over? Do I want to go through it all over again. I should cancel but he didn't give me his phone number. I suppose it's too late now.

After berating myself, I still couldn't stop the butterflies from fluttering along my ribcage. It was just like the last time. Robert looked good. No, he looked great. He seemed happy and content and self-confident. Obviously, he's moved on and forgot about me.

The afternoon was spent in a frenzy. I was a nervous wreck. I made his special dish - lasagna, homemade garlic rolls and a medley of fresh greens with raspberry vinegrette dressing. I had to smile at the little reminders of our relationship but the images of our break up soon came crashing in.

7:45pm. I'm still running around picking up and making sure dinner is perfect. My long silk flowered robe flowed with my long slender legs as I ran from room to room. My shoulder length auburn hair was still wet in a tangled curly mess while my bare face was shiny from my long hot shower.

Knock Knock

Damn! He's early.

 

[JLatino]

Damn...I'm early.

I'm always running late for everything and now I'm early. Anxious? I'm just nervous is all.

I keep chanting my mantra: She's my friend...She's my friend...

My friend that I had the most incredible sex with in my whole life!

God...

I think of my summary. My summary is the thing I tell peole when they ask me about Melissa.

"Whatever happened to Melissa?"

"Oh, well we were best friends our whole lives then one day we had the best sex ever...then it got weird and we stopped being best friends."

P.S. Five years later I'm standing outside her house hoping my hardon isn't showing.

She opens the door.

Holy shit....my hardon doesn't stand a chance.

She answers the door in nothing but a silk robe. the thin material doesn't hide much. Sightly agape, her tan legs are in perfect view...so is an ample portion of her cleavage. And she's wet! her hair is soaked and little drops of water run down her neck. A chill wind hits her and her nipples become rock hard...my cock does the same.

What kind of a game is she playing answering the door like this?

 

[chanaud]

Melissa

Oh my gawd, he looks great! I couldn't help smiling broadly at him.

"You made it! Come on in, Robert. I was worried you would have trouble finding me. Since, this street is so hidden." Why was I rambling like this?

It finally dawned on me, I was blocking the doorway. Just then, a wind blew by us, parting my robe and revealing my legs. I saw Robert glance down at me with a look of horror.

What was I thinking answering the door like this? Oh God, this is a mistake.

"Oh silly me. I'm rambling on while you're still standing here..." I grabbed his hand and led him in.

"You're early. Make yourself at home while I change. I promise I won't take too long. I have changed, you know."

Shut up! My inner voice was telling me, Stop making a fool out of yourself. I couldn't help myself.

I bolted to the bedroom allowing the robe to fly behind me.

Damn! I don't know what to wear.

"So, tell me what you've been up to.." I yelled across my apartment while I pulled out the first thing my fingers touched.

 

[JLatino]

i sat on her couch as she yelled out to me from her bedroom. my cock was hard and straining against my jeans making a pup tent. i painfully pushed it down and tucked it down my left pant leg...well not exactly out of sight but not nearly as conspicous. i kinda place my hand over it...this is stupid. but i guess as long as i don't stand up, i'll be okay....shit, did you say something?

"What?" I yell into the room.

"I said: what have you been up to?" she yelled back.

"Oh, you know...school, work, the same--"

"--Hey! Could you come in here for a minute?"

"...uh...sure. just a second."

Damn it. What the hell am I going to do now?

I closed up my jacket...it was just long enough to cover me, but i still kinda bent at the middle to make up for any visual evidence.

I make my way into her room. i find her on the floor picking up piles and piles of clothes. she was still in her robe. it was closed a little more but i could still see her fantastic legs.

"Stupid thing," she said. "I pulled at a shirt and the whole thing came down...I was in such a hurry I guess I pulled too hard. Can you help me? I just didn't want to leave you out there by yourself."

"Sure."

Good. At least kneeling down she wouldn't be able to see my buldge.

"Why do you have your jacket on? It's like 90 degrees in here."

I can't win.

"You can take it off and put it on that chair."

"...Sure....Thanks."

 

[chanaud]

He hesitated. I couldn't ponder why due to the mess in my closet.

"Robert, what's wrong?" Why was he acting this way.

He turned his back, took his jacket off and placed it behind a chair while I'm on my knees picking up pieces of clothing.

What a mess!

"Can you help me grab this bar." I turned my face upwards. Before me was Robert's crotch and his raging hardon.

"Ermmmmmm....." Red as a beet, I couldn't face him.

I turned my head quickly as the warm glow consumed me. There it was. The same hot sensation, I remembered oh so long ago, returning between my legs.

I closed my eyes as I tried to conceal my feelings.

His voice ever so soft. "Melissa..."