~*~*This story has SJW undertones. Beware of my political leanings! Without further ado, I hope you enjoy*~*~
"Finn, I have a huge HUGE favor to ask you." Alanna asked me giving me a pleading face.
I stare at her, she's so fucking gorgeous. Her light brown skin reminds me of milk with a few drops of coffee. She has dazzling hazel eyes that gleam when she's excited. Her curls are golden like she is. Drop dead gorgeous my best friend is. I can never say no to her.
"What is it this time Lanna?" I pretend to be exasperated.
"My family reunion is next week starting on Thursday and I need you to be my date. Please please please." she begged holding her hands in prayer.
A family reunion? I've never been to one of those before. She did me a favor some years back and I told her I owed her one but she never cashed it in, so I figured she forgot. But nope, here she is collecting a debt that I'm not sure I can deliver.
"Sure Lanna."
"Great!" she jumped then hugged me, pressing her soft breasts against my chest. "But I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend. So doing all the boyfriend things; hugging, holding hands, gazing at me like I'm your world, and making me drinks. You know, the usual."
I stare at her again. There it was, the catch. Pretending to be her boyfriend won't be a problem for me because who on this not-so-green earth would say no to that face? Having to do the boyfriend gig would feel weird in front of her family.
I'm not much of a liar. Well at least not a good one. I sighed a heavy sigh, "Fine, but we're even after this. You know I hate lying."
"I can't go to that reunion and not have a date, my parents are starting to get suspicious. Why don't you come back this Friday so we can go over some things?"
I roll my eyes and quickly walk out the house before she could ask me for anything else. I don't know why I agree to these things. We always get into trouble with her wild ideas but this one is trickier now that her family is involved. I have never met her parents since they live across the country but I have heard plenty of stories that leaves much to desire.
I don't come from a fully stable household but her parents make me feel lucky that all I have is my brother. Never knowing my father was hard growing up and not having a close relationship with my mother was hard as well but, Lanna's stories relieve me of any doubts. Overbearing parents come with the deal of having a two parent household, right?
In my car I try to weigh the pros and cons of this lie we're about to pull off and I am unsettled. When I get home, I call HR to take those days off. I also send in a formal email documenting the vacation request. I have been working with the news station for about seven years and only get certain vacations for when I'm doing research for interesting content.
Alanna is our webmaster. When we met, we instantly clicked. Many of our coworkers think we are an item and that's fine with me. Our work is too fast paced for office gossip to be a big deal. We collaborate a lot which means we are basically always together which also means it never helps the rumors. And once they see that we're both taking off the exact same days at the exact same time. Oh boy.
She's lucky I'm a great friend. I sit in my office with the television on in the background as I scour my laptop for a fresh new story. There's always a new story, you just have to dig. After a couple of hours following some leads, I send quick texts to my journalism team to do more fact checking and digging up the bones of a promising lead. Satisfied with a good nights work, I check the clock seeing that I only have around five hours of sleep until it's time for me to wake up for work. I drag my body to the bed to stare at the ceiling until sleep pulls me under.
Friday night after work, Lanna and I drive to her house. I undo my tie watching her pad to her bedroom to get more comfortable. I pull a beer out of her fridge, popping the top then take a generous sip to reveal her in some short loose forest green shorts and a white tank top on. She looks ready to be devoured. I am a man, I will notice a beautiful woman when I see one, even if she is my best friend.
"All right Finn bring me a beer and pop a squat." she patted the couch cushion beside her.
My gaze travels up her long graceful legs parted on the chair. I take the top off her drink because I'm a gentleman, then sit next to her grabbing her leg to rest over mine.
"Ok lay some info on me." I say taking a swig.
"So, we already know a significant amount of information about each other but I'm about to show you some people that you should steer clear of. These people will grill you like beef."
"You're giving me homework? Jeeze Lanna, what kind of friend gives her best friend homework?" I whine dramatically.
"Suck it up. You're getting free food, free stay AND you get to check out all the beautiful women who are in my family, so you're getting a great deal here."
I laugh, "Yeah but I only get to look, I don't get to touch." I pout, poking her in the thigh.
"Whatever. So my brother is the laid back one so can stick with him when I'm not around since ya'll got along last year. I wish my sister was coming because she would be the one I'd pair you with. She's a godsend, she can read people like a book. She can always tell what someone is going to do before they do it but I digress. Stick with Andre and you'll be a ok."
We went through things she wanted me to do, what she didn't want me to do and then she broke the news to me.
"We will be staying in a cabin. Just me and you. One bed. You can sleep with me if you want but, there should be a couch. The reunion is on a campsite that we have rented out for the few days. It's a nice one so we won't be slumming it but definitely bring sunscreen because you're a little on the pale side my friend." she drank the last of her beer.
"Melanin challenged, thank you. What else?" I ask grabbing snacks from her pantry.
"They have this field day planned out so I would like if you joined in the reindeer games. All in all, my family is pretty chill but your presence will keep them distracted from asking too many grown up future questions. And if they do ask, just say we have only been dating six months. That's enough time to adequately introduce you to the family but not enough to be contemplating marriage."
"You've got this all planned out huh?"
"Sure do! When do you think you'll be able to meet me at the airport next week?" she asked stretching her arms above her head, pushing her breasts to strain against her shirt.
"I was thinking about taking a ride share but I still have to see if Shelley will approve my vacation."
"Oh please, Shelley is sweet on you. She'll probably give you an extra three days off if you smile at her." she laughed.
"I'll keep that in mind the next time I come in hungover." I smile and start to rub her feet.
I don't know why she insists on wearing heels at work when she isn't required to. According to a lot of women, heels were torture devices. Relaxing deeper into the couch she lets out a moan when I press my thumb into her arch.
Turning on our favorite channel: the news, we shake our heads at the state of our country. We banter back and forth about what should be our next lead topic for the coming week. Our budding news station prided ourselves on being groundbreaking and touching on topics that may be controversial. The owner gives us a lot of free rein on the topics we choose. So far so good.
Now that we're talking about it, I'm feeling kind of good about our fake relationship. Thinking about how good we are together convinces me that we can pull this off. I watch her doze off on the couch. Her short cropped curls on her head highlights the beauty of her face. She's tall but she's light as a feather. Cradling her in my arms, I walk her to the bed tucking her in. Our nights together always end like this. That woman can't stay up to save her life.
After I clean up the mess we made, I make my way home alone. I check my phone and send a quick text to one of the ladies in my virtual rolodex. Instantly I get a text message with a picture of big breast with pink puffy nipples. I don't harden like I expect to.
I look down at my unruly dick, "Really man? Really? Did you see those breasts?" I throw my head against the pillow in frustration.
Cutting my phone off, disgusted with myself, I roll over to my side.
