To my fans who have requested another chapter in the story of John and Lisa's failed relationship: I present to you, Best Friends Forever Part 2.
It had been two weeks since that fateful evening together, and John and Lisa had spent that time apart from each other quite a bit. They still shared their apartment with one another; but since that one night, both had become a bit more distant from the other, at least that was until a special event took place.
"Lisa," John called out as he rushed into the apartment. "Lisa, you won't believe it."
He ran through the living room and dining room and into the kitchen where Lisa was standing and talking into the phone. She held out her slender arm with a finger held up, letting John know she needed a moment to finish her call.
"Yeah, that sounds good, Josh," she said into the receiver. "I'll be ready when you..."
A moment of silence and after a quick confused look on her face, her eyes lit up and John was struck by her beauty again. He also felt a twinge of jealousy toward Josh, if he was able to make her smile like that. Pushing his feelings down, John remembered his own conversation on the phone earlier that day.
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"Hey, John," came the familiar voice in his voice mail. "It's Tina. I've been thinking and I would like to try and make things work out. I've made arrangements for two to have a nice dinner together tonight at Emeril's at 8 p.m. Please show up. I have a very special surprise for you if you do."
John noticed her voice gave that little touch that Tina always had when she had a secret and was dying to give it away. With the right prodding, John would have it out of her before they were done with their salads.
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"Okay, Josh," Lisa's voice said, bringing John out of his flashback. "I'll meet you there. What's up, John?" she asked as she hung up the phone and turned to look at him.
John was a taken aback at the flush in her face at the moment and couldn't help but ask instead of giving his good news.
"Is everything okay?"
"That was Josh. He wants me back and is going all out to get me back, too. He wants to take me out to a fancy dinner, and get this; he's sending a limo to pick me up."
The blush in Lisa's face darkened as she felt the heat rising there.
"Well, looks like he really does want you back then, huh?"
"Maybe, but I'm going to make him sweat all during the dinner. So, what am I not going to believe?"
"Tina's asked me out for dinner tonight, too," John said, ignoring the thought in the back of his mind. Lisa was on the phone with Josh and still paid attention to him when he came barging in. "She said that she wants to try and make things work out. I don't know if I should go, though."
Lisa walked over to him and put her arms around John's neck, pulling him down into a hug. Unlike all the times before, where his arms just wrapped around her, John let his hands slide gently around her hips, just as her hands had slid around his shoulders and around his neck.
In each others embrace, both of them could smell the sweat of the day, the grime of the city's pollution, but underneath it all, there was the strong smell of the one they cared for. John's arms tightened as his nose took in a large breath, inhaling the scent of Lisa's shampoo and perfume. Lisa returned the strong embrace, her own nose taking in the smells of the man she knew she really loved and wanted to be with.
It was then that both of them knew what to do during their dinner date. They broke apart and both reluctantly released the other.
"Thanks, I needed that," they said at the same time, right before breaking into giggles at speaking the same thing together.
"Well, I'm going to go get ready for my dinner date," John said, looking down at the floor. He turned and started to walk out of the kitchen while Lisa stood there, watching. She did enjoy looking at his backside when she got the chance.
"John, wait up," she said, rushing out of the kitchen after him. He was just inside the hallway, about to go into his room and lay out his clothes for the night. When he turned to look at Lisa, his desire for his best friend rose up again, seeing her jog quickly toward him, her body moving smoothly as it neared...and then quickly passed him.
"I've got dibs on the hot water," she called out, shutting the bathroom door behind her before John could argue.
"Hey," he shouted at the closed door. "That's not fair." Turning back to his room, he couldn't help but smile at how much fun it was the way they always annoyed each other.
After nearly 45 minutes, John heard the hair dryer finally stop and walked out into the hallway, feeling confident their friendship was back on track. Just as usual, he stepped out with a towel in hand and nothing on but his briefs. As he walked toward the closed door, it seemed like a scene from a erotic movie was before him.
The bathroom door opened and Lisa walked out with her hair dry and beautifully done in soft waves over and behind her shoulders, framing her small face and slender neck. Moisture was still on her shoulders and legs from either the humidity or lotion she sometimes used. Either way, her sudden appearance and looking so beautiful with just a towel wrapped around her body from the armpits down to her upper thighs caused John to stop in his tracks.
She stood there for just a moment, looking at John and his very physically fit body. His body was in great shape after four days a week at the gym. His face was that of an angel in her eyes, considering the many times he had seemed to come to her need for a friend and knight in shinning armor. She felt her mouth, among other body parts, water at the thought of what might be behind those briefs, just waiting to be released.
Deciding to play with him, Lisa reached up with one arm and grabbed high on the door jam and leaned on it. Her other hand reached up and clutched the thick towel in the center of her chest, even though there was no fear of it coming undone and falling if she let it go. She was thankful that the towel was so thick, otherwise John would see that her nipples were hardening at the sight of him. She gave John a sultry look before speaking.
"See something you like, big boy; or are you trying to catch flies with that open mouth of yours?"