Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

What Are Friends For? EP9

"I ... I'm sorry, Sam. I'm not mad at you, but I am mad, and worse, I feel like an idiot, and there's no reason to deny myself having some fun. Sorry if it disappoints you and what you want for me."

"I ... I'm not disappointed about Jen," she said quietly. "And I'm not disappointed in you that you waited. I'm proud of you. Honestly, Justin, I'm upset with myself for not waiting for the right guy."

"And you could still be waiting. At least you had fun and know what it's like. Besides, you used to sit there sometimes and tell me how good Derek was to the point I would tell you to knock it off because you were aggravating me." "Well, all the guys talked about their girlfriends. Why shouldn't I?" Then she asked, "Why did it bother you?"

"Because I wasn't getting any! You acted like you never cared and you never even tried to impress a guy and you were doing it! Anyway, I called to say I was sorry and to let you know what happened and that you were right. Now I'm going to call Cindy and see-"

"Justin, please don't! Please?"

She sounded more upset than I was, and with a sigh I asked, "Sam, why the hell do you care? You cared about it being Jen and now I see why, but Cindy isn't going to break my heart. I know what I'll be getting, and that's laid." "Justin, we're friends, right?"

"You're my best friend, Sam. You know that. That's why I called. I ... I needed to vent and tell someone what happened."

"I'm glad you did. Now I am going to ask you a favor."

"I'm not waiting, Sam!" I shook my head as if she could see me. "No way."

"Justin, you're mad, hurt, and frustrated. You don't want to do it like this."

"I-"

"Let me finish. It's only nine o'clock and it's Saturday night. Neither of us have to work tomorrow, so how about I come over and hang out for a while?"

"Sam, no offense, but you're not the girl I'm looking to spend tonight with."

"I ... I know that. You've made it clear I'm not that girl." She sounded put off, but kept going. "Like I said, tonight you're angry, and you should at least calm down. So how about this? I'll come over and on the way I'll stop and grab some popcorn and a couple of cheesy horror movies. We'll just hang out and have some laughs."

"Sam-"

"I promise no 'I told you so,' no 'you should have known better,' and I promise I won't try to talk you out of Cindy."

"You won't? Not sure I believe that."

"I promise. If you want to talk about it, we will. If not, just you and me eating popcorn and making up dialogue for the crappy movies. Just like we used to do before you started dating Jen."

"Yeah, but-"

ahead. But I'm asking you to at least take one night to think about it, and I'll keep you company so you're not stewing over

Consider it a

closed my eyes and

Cindy over, it might not be as much fun as it should be. I'd waited this long. One more night

off with a friend than a slut

you'll just have to settle for

I told her, feeling much calmer. "I'd rather spend time with you right now anyway, Sam. You've never let me down and

You've helped

what friends are for, right?"

Good friends will do anything for

I opened the door, I was surprised to see Sam wearing the long black leather coat she had gotten for Christmas. Granted, it was April and it had cooled down quite a bit, but it wasn't that cold. The second thing that caught my attention was that her long brown hair, which was usually in a braid or a ponytail, was

She held up a bag. "I grabbed a couple of oldie, but not so goodies. I got the Alien Dead and Ghost House. I figured they would be good

as she pushed past

I smelled perfume. I wasn't sure what brand it was, but it smelled

"Wow, what's with those shoes?" I asked, staring at the red heels she was wearing. They were high enough that I wondered how she could walk in them, and had straps that wrapped around her

I stared at the shoes, it dawned on me

felt like dressing up." She turned to face

hanging out with me," I said, closing the door behind me and approaching her. "Usually, you're dressed in-" I stopped and stared at her face, taking in her deep red

make-up!" In addition to her lipstick, Sam's eyelashes looked longer and thicker than usual, she was wearing eye shadow, and her cheeks had more

Because if you were, you don't have to

the top

calling the skirt short would be doing it a favor. The hem barely reached her mid-thigh. I wondered what

staring at the top button, I couldn't help notice how tight

She gave me a big

you look great." I told her

hair back over her shoulder, I noticed that her fingernails were painted the same

are you wearing

tomboy jokes and wanted to show you I

woman?" I laughed.

one step forward, two steps back, sometimes. You give

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