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"But, I should," she answered. "I mean, you did that for me . . ."
"Charlotte," I searched for words which finally came slowly, separated into carefully formed thoughts. "Can we just say this happened and move on? I'm so incredibly sorry you found out and were hurt and I love you so much . . . I don't want this to be crazy for us. So, please, can we just . . . be best friends again? Please?" This whole speech came with my eyes still firmly glued to the ceiling and the big fan that was motionless on this winter day.
Charlotte sat up and kneeled over me. She waited until I finally found the courage to look at her. "Okay." I had never in my life felt so naked as she stared at me, and not just my face. Her eyes traced a path down to my breasts and to my pussy all the way to my toes before making a return journey. "Just one problem," she said. "I really,reallyenjoyed this."
"Oh, dear," I whispered and once again realized, I knew nothing.
- COMMENTS
jenorma2012over 7 years agoeven thought this is a good story, I think it was just wrong of her best friend to blackmail her into having sex with her, when she threaten to tell her husband about it, I think after that day she would no longer be my best friend.
elle_9549over 12 years agoBecause I read the description of the next chapter, I think I know where this is headed! And I cracked up at "Charlotteness"! ~ L
PrettyPerkysabout 14 years agoOnce again you have tastefully shared the complexities of a lesbian relationship with us without sacrificing our voyeuristic enjoyment of erotic writing. (Please get busy on Chapter 5!)
Anonymousabout 14 years agoGreat story and excellent writing! Thank you. I hope you can finish the next instalment soon.
