From the moment I met my friend's girlfriend, I knew she was cut from a different mold. She seemed unlike any other female I'd ever crossed paths with. She seemed like a wholesome respectful young woman on the outside. A typical "girl next door" vibe about her, but if looked upon close enough, a critical eye could see she was a little more deviant and mischievous. A definite devil in sheep's clothing, so to speak.
During our first meeting, we all enjoyed chicken wings before going to a movie. It was a weekly ritual for a lot of us. Meet up at the bar in the mall, have the wings that were always on special Tuesday nights, then head to the movie theater around the corner. I don't recall what we all saw that night, but I do remember the conversation I had with Melissa.
I admit I don't remember how we got on to the subject, it wasn't one that we normally chatted about, but somehow, Melissa took it upon herself to explain to everyone what "ski poling" was. I had an idea, but I always embrace an opportunity for a woman to talk dirty. "It's when a woman has two guys sit on either side of her and she jacks them off." Melissa put an exclamation point on the sentence by motioning with circled fists, as if she were jerking off two guys right there in the bar. I decided to poke some fun by asking how she knew and was blown out of the water when she proudly confessed to doing it a couple times when she was in high school.
I shut up after that, allowing the table conversation to go in whatever direction it went, instead imagining this innocent young girl jerking off classmates, left and right when she was a teenager. There's something oddly hot about that idea.
As time passed the numbers in our weekly movie excursion dwindled and the frequency dropped from weekly to bi-weekly. Finally, the only ones going to the movies were myself, Melissa and her boyfriend. To be honest, I was never real good friends with her boyfriend, but the friendship between Melissa and I grew into something unique and special. We joke nowadays that if she and her boyfriend were to split up, that she'd get me in the "divorce", so to speak. Which is fine, as her boyfriend is kind of a dork, but Melissa has remained as hot and interesting as she has ever been.
Our relationship, though, took a strange turn a couple years ago, now. I was home alone, one night, when I got a text from her. She explained how she was dropping her boyfriend off at some kind of club meeting, and would like to hang out at my house in the meantime. Her boyfriend is one of those D & D type guys, playing some kind of fantasy adventure game using picture cards. I don't understand it, nor do I understand how a nerdy fuck like that got such a smokin' hot girlfriend, either. I replied to Melissa's text, saying it was fine. I was just about to watch a movie and she was welcome to join if she'd like. All the while, I questioned why she'd rather drive all the way across town to hang out with me, rather than just return home, which was only a short way from where her boyfriend was playing his game.
We watched the movie, "Act of Valor" and chit-chatted a little all the way through. At the end of the movie, Melissa looked at her watch and noted that she still had about an hour before she had to pick up her boyfriend. I said she was welcome to stay, and she smiled at the chance. Soon our conversation took a dramatic turn when she asked me, "Would you consider it cheating if two people masturbated in front of each other?"
I was shocked, to say the least. I paused, pondering if I heard her correctly. "I'm sorry. Can you repeat that question?"
"If two people wanted to masturbate together but weren't in a relationship with each other, would that be cheating?" she asked ever so innocently.