“Brea, if you don’t come with us I fear we won’t be able to keep our hands off of each other. You have been working so hard at keeping my panties on, I would just hate to have to take them off because you were not around to cock block Julian.”
The fact that she found me even remotely serious was hilarious. Julian and I were adults and as adults we were more than capable of controlling our desire to...oh never mind, who was I kidding? I needed Brea on this date as much as she thought I did. What was I going to do if she and Jonathan actually hit it off?
An hour and a half later I was ready to go. I sat down in the living room watching Brea, who ran around the apartment with one shoe frantically searching for its mate.
“Brea, you seriously need to chill out.” I yelled.
“Ugh! Don’t tell me to chill out. Not when you got me into this mess in the first place. Now can you kindly get up off that quarter bouncing ass of yours and help me find my other Steve Madden pump.”
I laughed “You mean this one?”
I pulled her shoe out from behind my back teasingly dangling it by the heel. She rolled her eyes at me and limped my way snatching the shoe out of my hand.
“Haha, very funny. You laugh but I haven’t had sex in a month, you set me up with a photograph, a hot photograph but a photograph none the less and I am going out with said photograph a raging hot mess of fiery loins and achy tits, dying to be fondled.”
I continued to laugh at the thought of her dragging poor Jonathan off to the bedroom the moment he stepped through the door.
“Awww, Bre Bre, has John Dong run out of batteries?”
She threw a couch pillow at me, I ducked and the side lamp went crashing to the floor as the doorbell rang and Julian came racing through the door like his ass was on fire. His face looked ready for a brawl, and Brea and I burst out laughing.
“What the hell was that noise?” Julian shouted.
And then in strolled Jonathan just as cool and collected as they came. The moment Brea caught sight of him she stopped laughing and began to choke.
I loved Julian but I would have been blind not to notice that Jonathan was a sight for sore eyes. He was a little bit shorter than Julian but not by much with olive skin, sun-touched eyes, full lusciously pink lips, a body to die for and a bulge in his pants that could be seen from a mile away. He was clearly a commando kind of guy and I could see on Brea’s face that not only did she notice but she didn’t care one bit.
It took a moment for Brea to register that Julian was trying to get her attention. Within moments of starting the choking had stopped and she turned into a gaping lunatic. I had never seen Brea react in such a way to a man before and it was interesting yet completely hilarious to see my best friend off of her game.
“Earth to Brea,” Julian said making a knocking gesture on her head instantly bringing her back to reality.
“Ow, you asshole!” she cried.
“Welcome back!” Julian laughed, taking her by the arm, leading her in the direction of an overly amused Jonathan.
“Brea Johnson meet Jonathan Briggs. Jonathan, Brea.”
Jonathan offered Brea her hand which she handed him without a moment’s thought.
“Damn Ford, you did not tell me she was a Goddess. Nice to meet you, beautiful.” Jonathan playfully exclaimed.
Jonathan held her fingers and planted kisses on the tips of her fingernails. I watched a long hard chill race down Brea’s arm across her bare back and down her right leg. All I could think of as Julian met my smiling face was “Set, match!” With any luck, tonight I would at least be able to kiss the man of my dreams without her breathing down my neck. I know she was just being the best friend she could be but there is such a thing as going too far.
“You look beautiful tonight sweetheart” whispered Julian into my ear as he cuddled up to me in the back seat. And I agree I did. I finally got around to wearing the strapless little black dress that I had planned on wearing weeks before. It was paper thin with a tight fitted underskirt, had a small hole cut into the area just below the middle of my breasts, the tiniest of neck straps and a wide shimmering belt that accentuated my bosom and rounded out my ass.
Julian figured it would cut a little bit of the sexual tension between Jonathan and Brea if Jonathan drove. Especially since I chose to be a bad friend and opted to sit with my man instead of next to her. He looked incredible enough to eat in his black pin striped double breasted suit and the closeness gave me the perfect excuse to accidentally rub my hand up against his crotch.
“You aren’t playing fair, my love.”
I looked at Julian innocently and leaned into his ear. “It was an accident and I didn’t realize we were playing a game. Does this game require panties because I am afraid I am not wearing any?”