We were going to go to dinner, my friend and I. I say friend, but I suppose she is more than that, but not my girlfriend -- more accurately, my intimate friend, or my friend with whom I'm intimate....not a fuck buddy, you understand...a buddy I fuck...there is a distinction!! For example, we go to dinner!!
So, now that I have cleared that up and you understand our relationship...that night we were going to dinner and, if the mood was right, maybe we would fuck afterwards (or during...but that is a different story!)!
I was prompt as usual, which in her mind is usually a good hour too early and in reality probably a generous half hour! Better 30 minutes early than 10 minutes late, I always say!
I rang the bell of her apartment and she answered the door wearing only a towel! Nothing rare in that...but no less pleasing to the eye for it! Maybe that's why I'm always so early...to enjoy the vision and ritual of her dressing to go out?!
She greeted me unselfconsciously with a beaming smile and an affectionate peck on the cheek. I should explain that we are friends, albeit flirtatious ones always...until a spark ignites...then a fire burns that consumes us! But there is no constant smoldering sexual tension between us...that would be exhausting!
She was on the phone...again not unusual as she lives with a phone almost permanently attached to her right ear. She was on the phone to her best mate, Charlotte. Oh dear!! This was not good news for our dinner reservation! My friend and Charlotte are like conjoined twins...only not joined at the hip or such like, but by the phone waves transmitting between them! They could, and do, spend the day together and still call one another on their separate journeys home. Their conversations are never brief affairs! Early indications were that they were midway through this conversation. They were talking about a TV show or maybe a movie. Traditionally that comes after 1) Shopping and, 2) Bitching about mutual acquaintances, but before 4) Plans for the evening/day/weekend and 5) Love and sex. The final stage, Stage 6), is a return to whichever of 1) to 5) is the most pressing topic of the day!
I made myself a drink, a hefty Bacardi cola and refreshed hers, a gin and tonic, for which she blew me a kiss and held up her hand with all her fingers splayed...Its indeterminable whether that means 5 minutes or 5 hours!!!...Or perhaps Stage 5)...since I once admitted to her that I had decoded her telephone ritual!
I settled myself into an armchair opposite the sofa my friend had curled herself into and leafed through a gossip magazine. I was really reading it as I was more interested in my friend's conversation. You see, I carry a bit of a torch for Charlotte! I've only met her a handful of times, usually briefly, but each time the experience has been captivating! She is the Polar opposite of my friend in many respects, most notably in appearance. While my friend is blue-eyed and blonde and voluptuously proportioned...wonderfully large and heavy breasts, wide hips and beautifully firm and round arse!! Charlotte, on the other hand, is a brown-eyed, brunette English rose, with a slim, almost boyish, figure...a toned, athletic bottom and delightfully pert breasts!! It has been my overwhelming pleasure to meet her a few times on chill days where her stiff and surprisingly, deliciously, large nipples have teased me from beneath her shirt!! My friend claims that Charlotte has noticed my woefully inadequate attempts at 'looking without looking' and most recently has taken to deliberately seeking to titillate me!! I didn't know whether this was true, I suspected not, but I loved the possibility that it could be!
Anyway, I digress! My friend and Charlotte were chatting and I was half-listening. I must have been momentarily distracted by the magazine because it suddenly occurred to me that my friend was referring to tonight's dinner and what she should wear. Ah! We appeared to have moved to Stage 4) Plans for tonight! I heard her tell Charlotte that she was having dinner with me tonight. Charlotte said something and my friend laughed aloud for some time before agreeing that yes it had to be sexy enough to divert my attention from the menu prices. She flashed me a mischievous look and I flashed one back...a mutual raising of eyebrows, smirking of lips and holding of gaze for an instant longer than necessary!!...And there it was...the spark!! She had this ability, like no-one other, to arouse me in an instant!!
I now noticed the beautiful nakedness of her shoulders and the manner inn which her towel shaped to the fullness of her large breasts. I noticed also her smooth and shapely legs...her surprisingly delicate ankles and slim calves toned by years of wearing vertigo inducing heels. I noticed her firm thighs...the thighs she swears are too thick and too heavy, but which to my eye provide a perfect balance between her rather plump arse and those athletic calves. Finally, at least in narration, if not in reality, I noticed the manner in which the towel had parted and how much of her delicious inner thighs I could now see!! My fire was well and truly lit and was ablaze in my imagination and in my trousers!
I could feel my member stiffening. Rapidly unfurling and pressing insistently against the fabric that restrained it. I had chosen to wear simple and loose fitting cotton boxers and khaki chinos. This was a deliberate choice for my friend's benefit. I knew that she loved to see the tent-like effect of my arousal and she also enjoyed my laughable attempts to hide this from passers-by! She would see that effect tonight rather earlier than anticipated! I certainly had no intention or thought of hiding as my gaze fixed once more upon her teasingly parted thighs!
She and Charlotte were still talking animatedly about clothes...I was dreaming vividly about kissing my friends thighs! She shifted position fractionally...Oh my god! Was that a momentary glimpse of her pussy!!? It was too brief and too shaded to be sure, but my cock jerked excitedly and emitted a small squirt of pre-cum. I think I may also have gasped audibly! Much more of this and I was aware that a darkened patch would soon be visible on my chinos!! I glanced down to check. My erection was certainly standing tall and proud, but thankfully no embarrassing evidence of my leakage!! I looked up from studying my crotch and quickly realized that I was not the only one checking out my very obvious state of arousal!! I caught my friend looking at it also and now she was looking me straight in the face...her eyes sparkling in that way they do when her excitement is rising!
We held one another's gaze for an eternity...my heart was pounding and my cock was throbbing...but she carried on talking to Charlotte!! She was looking intently at me and, seemingly absent-mindedly, tracing her fingers over her inner thighs, but talking to Charlotte in precisely the same manner as before! It was both agonizing and exciting! What should I do?! Clearly she was enjoying the spectacle...but she was making no moves to end the conversation! She provided me with the answer, in the form of a request...
"Sweetie...Could I have a refill please?" She asked, waving her still quarter full glass at me. The cheeky cow!!
I smiled, stood, and walked stiffly to her sofa. She glanced briefly at my straining hard-on as she handed me her glass. I allowed my fingers to caress hers as I took the glass and our eyes met...oh yes! There was a fire burning in hers also! No doubt!
The moment was broken by my friend's assertion to Charlotte that she was indeed still there, but was just asking me to fill her up...Our eyes locked again...I pulsed and leaked again! She laughed at something Charlotte had said...I have no doubt Charlotte had responded with a cheeky comment!
I returned with the drink whilst she brazenly watched my erection approach her. This time it was she who allowed her fingers to caress mine as I handed the drink to her. I'm sure she expected me to return to my armchair, but instead I startled her by settling myself on the floor in front of her. I ran a hand over her calf and kissed it tenderly. She gave me a quizzical and slightly confused look, before returning to Charlotte
