Roni's delicate fingers grazed the lace barely covering her supple breasts as she regarded herself in the vanity mirror. The fragile black fabric tickled her bare nipples while the underwire heightened her natural cleavage. Slowly she turned around to glance at the heart-shaped key hole in her lace panties. Perfect, she thought. I just want this to be perfect.
How long had she dreamed of taking this leap? Roni had been best friends with Ellie since they became roommates freshman year of college. And by the end of the school year, Roni had fallen for Ellie heart and soul. However, Ellie had fallen for Brad, and so Roni had spent the last four years playing the role of best supporting friend while the woman she loved gave her all to a guy that was--to say the least--less than deserving.
Brad had never done anything horrendous, like cheat on her or abuse her. He just wasn't that great. Good looking? Yes. His body was toned and his smile made half the campus swoon. But conversation skills? Meh. He was just a bit shallow. Not the brightest star in the sky. Called other girls hot in front of Ellie, and then shrugged when she'd give him a pointed look and say, "hey, I'm just being honest." He'd even called Roni hot once. It grossed her out so much that she made sure to be scarce anytime she knew he would be hanging out in their dorm.
Ellie knew Roni wasn't a fan of Brad, but she never knew the real reason why. Tonight, though, it was all about to change. Ellie had called Roni in tears a couple nights ago, saying the three words Roni had dreamed of for years: "We broke up." Ellie went on to detail the fight they'd had over him ogling a girl at the club and mentioning how hot it would be if she kissed her. Roni had to press her thighs together as the mental image of Ellie kissing her instantly appeared in her mind. She had tried to console her friend, calling Brad a buffoon and telling her the truth--she was so much better without him.
Roni had thought that Ellie had calmed her crying a bit, but suddenly a new wave of tears came. "I can't believe I'm gonna be alone on Valentine's day!" It hadn't even occurred to Roni that Valentine's day was in two days. After all, Roni's valentine for the last four years had been sitting at home drinking wine and eating candies she bought her damn self. But she couldn't stand to hear her bestie, and the love of her life, weeping on the other end of the line.
"Oh, Ellie, there is no way I would let you spend Valentine's Day feeling like anything less than the most incredible woman you are."
And Roni meant every word as she made plans with Ellie for a Galentine's date she would never forget. Sure, Ellie may start the night thinking this is a platonic date, but Roni was going to make sure that she ended the night knowing exactly how Roni truly felt about her. Roni slid her fingers down between her legs and toyed with her clit as she imagined how it would feel to kiss Ellie's soft lips, suck on her neck, spread her smooth legs in search of her perfect pussy and...Roni shook her head to clear it of fantasies so she could slip on her silky black dress and get her ass to Ellie's place and make it a reality.
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Roni couldn't remember the last time she'd knocked before entering Ellie's place. I mean, they were besties. So, she sauntered on into the small apartment in her black, open-toed stilettos and placed a bottle of Ellie's favorite Pinot Grigio on the counter. The flickering of light coming from the living room froze her in place. Before Roni's eyes were at least a dozen lit candles placed throughout the space. The glowing ambiance left her speechless as she tried to control her runaway heart. Ellie had done this for her?
Roni gasped in surprise and awe as Ellie came out of her bedroom wearing a soft pink baby-doll teddy. Her beautiful face was framed in soft brunette curls and her lips fell open when she caught sight of Roni standing there. In all of her planning, in all of her daydreaming, Roni had not once imagined that Ellie would make the first move. Her heart lept into her throat as she crossed the space toward her best friend, the most perfect woman she had ever seen, and she closed the distance between them with a soft, sensual kiss.
Ellie froze for a moment before opening her mouth slightly and offering her tongue in response. Roni sighed into her mouth as she entangled her fingers in her best friend's curls, and smiled through her kiss when Ellie softly moaned.
Suddenly the sound of a door slamming caused them both to freeze.
"Fuck me, babe! When you said you'd try to be more open in bed, I expected fuzzy handcuffs or some shit. I didn't think you'd actually be down for a little ménage à trois!"
The sound of Brad's voice behind them broke their connection immediately. As Roni stepped back, her eyes found Ellie's and everything in that look was begging for her forgiveness. It took only seconds for Roni to put the pieces together. Ellie wasn't waiting for her. None of this had been for her.
It had been for Brad.
Ellie whispered as her eyes pleaded for understanding, "Roni, I--"
"Veronica, wow!" Brad interrupted as he walked up behind her. Her spine stiffened. She hated being called Veronica. "Babe, you sure know how to make a man's fantasies come true. Best. Valentine's present. Ever!"
He pulled Ellie into him for an impromptu makeout session. Roni shook her head in disbelief. Of course she took him back. Of course she still loved him. Of course she had forgotten they'd even made plans.
With each realization hitting like a punch to the gut, Roni took a step back to gain distance from this insane and increasingly awkward scene. What must Ellie think of her? She took another step backward when Brad came up for air like he remembered they weren't alone.
"I'm so sorry Veronica. That's totally not a cool way to start a threesome, even if you and Ellie did get a little head start before I got here," he chuckled as he held out his hand for hers. The red flags in Roni's head were waving frantically as she glanced down at his hand and then up at Ellie. Her best friend didn't need to speak for her to know what that look was saying.
She loved him.
She wanted to make him happy.
Making him happy would make her happy.
And all Roni wanted was to make her happy.
She closed her eyes for the briefest of moments and then placed her hand in Brad's. After all, she had promised Ellie that she would feel like the incredible woman that she was for Valentine's Day. If this was the only way she could do that, then so be it.
Brad guided her back toward Ellie with a goofy ass grin on his face. I mean, how many guys get a fantasy come to life like this? As she stepped forward, Brad shifted behind her and brushed her hair over her shoulder to expose her neck and back.
"Let's get you comfortable like Ellie here," he said into her ear as he unzipped her dress and let it pool on the floor around her stilettos. The feel of his hard on pressed into the key hole of her lace panties made her blush as she caught Ellie staring at her lace lingerie. Brad may think this is for him, but Ellie knows the truth. Roni had wrapped herself like a sexy present for her best friend. When Ellie caught her eye, she mouthed a surprised 'WOW' and Roni smirked slightly at her love's approval.
