Frank and Veronica had been friends for years. They met through their spouses, now ex-spouses. But their friendship had lasted through the break up of their marriages. In fact, it was that same friendship that had helped them weather the storms of divorce. Through it all, they talked, cried on each other's shoulder, and lent support whenever it was needed.
They were both 35 and had come up in the business world the hard way, they worked at it. In fact, their long hours at work had contributed to the break up of their marriages. But they still found time to meet for lunch every week.
Today was one of those days. This time they had something to celebrate. Veronica had just gotten another promotion. So they split a bottle of wine and now were feeling a little loose as they walked back to her office.
"So now you make more than me. Well, we'll see how long that lasts. I'm expecting Teleglobe to sign a big contract next month. That will put me over the top promotion wise. So just look out, I'm going to run you over."
"Ha! You might come up even but you won't get by me." Veronica said with a silly smile on her face. Just to emphasize the point, she reached over and pinched Frank's ass.
"Hey, no fair! Now I get to pinch your ass."
Veronica said "You've got to catch it first." Then she started to dash off, but hampered by her high heels, she started to stumble instead.
"Whoa there, little filly." Frank said as he caught her before she fell to the ground. "Someone seems to have had a little too much wine. Then a mischievous smile flashed across his face. Sensing he was up to no-good, Veronica tried to release herself from his grip. But she wasn't fast enough and received a good hard pinch on her delectable derriere.
"Ow! You beast. That hurt." She started to slap at him, not really trying to hurt him. She just wanted to get her point across. Besides she was half laughing as she slapped him.
"Do you know how long I've wanted to pinch your sexy little bottom? Now I know for sure, it is just right. Not too hard and not too soft. Just like I like them."
"I've known for years you liked it."
"What? How did you know that?"
"Silly, a woman always knows when a man is checking her out. I've caught you doing it lots of times. Why do you think I wear these outfits on our lunch days? A woman likes to be appreciated, even if it is by her best friend."
"Well, I guess I won't try to hide my looks anymore. Hey! You've been dressing like that for me?! I thought you always dressed so sexily. In that case, how about wearing....." He stopped talking as he caught the look on her face. Sometimes a man gets the hint and sometimes not. This time he did and shut up.
After they walked a few more feet, she put her arm through his and hugged it tight to her rather generous bosom. Together they continued their walk back to her office, both intensely aware of what had been said and of where his arm was right then. To say they were both a little confused at the moment would be an understatement. They had long ago resolved that theirs was a non-sexual relationship. In fact, they had frequently given each other dating advice and even tried to fix each other up with dates.
But now they were both aware that the other was a very desirable person. Frank was 6'1", weighed in at a solid 210 and had broad shoulders. He was in top physical condition from his daily workout in the gym. His suit was tailored to show off his physique, something it did very well. Veronica was more substantial in build but she had an innate sexiness that turned heads wherever she went and curves that seemed to never end. Her honey brown skin contrasted nicely with the color of her dress, combined with the blue-green pendent that nestled in her rather substantial cleavage, she was a sight to behold.
They reached her office building and got on an empty elevator to go to her office. She still had his arm locked to her side but released it when he turned toward her. Not being sure what he was going to do, she just waited nervously. She thought he would remind her that they were just friends and gently peck her on the cheek. So she was completely unprepared for what happened next.
Frank wrapped his arms around her and then proceeded to kiss her soundly. It was not an erotic kiss, it was a romantic kiss. After a second of surprise, she kissed him back with years of suppressed feelings for him. So involved were they that neither heard the elevator door open on her floor. The first they became aware of where they were was when Stan, Veronica's secretary cleared his throat loudly.
With awareness came embarrassment. They sprang apart like grade school kids caught in their first kiss. Neither could think of anything to say, so they just stood there for a second with their mouths flapping like fish out of water.
"I think you had better come on out of there. That is unless you are planning on riding the elevator until someone else catches you." Stan said with a strange grin.
His words seemed to wake them from their stupor. So they sprang from the elevator just as the doors closed behind them. Not wanting to deal with what had just happened, they murmured polite words at each other before Frank took his leave.
"I thought you two were just friends? That did not look like a kiss between friends."
"We are just friends. That just happened by accident. Believe me, it won't happen again."
"That's good. I would be a little jealous if it did." Stan and Veronica had been enjoying each others' bodies for over a year now. It wasn't a romantic relationship, just a sexual one. It had all started because they both put in long hours and rarely, if ever, got any sexual relief. One night after a particularly long, grueling day she had driven him home in her Jaguar.
