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Really? But he never works 3rd shift.

"Matt, did your boss just call you in to work on your day off?"

Matt replies, "I guess so. 2 officers called off. "

As he slips on his shoes, he grabs his keys and jogs out the door. I, perplexed, was hoping to lay next to him and hold him from behind. Our sex life has been strained lately. I think he is seeing someone because for the past couple of months, he's been "...too tired..." to make love. What if this is the intro of a rough patch? What if our 7th year has hit its stride?

*phone vibrating*. Why is my best friend calling me this late? Hope everything is alright.

Me: "Hey girl."

Gina: "Hey, I just saw Matt pull out the driveway. Just making sure everything is okay."

Me: "Oh yeah. He was called into work. There were some call-offs. I love having my best friend as my next door neighbor hahaha."

Gina did not laugh at my joke. Instead, she sounded anxious and a tad awkward.

Gina: "Jennifer, I have been waiting for a sign or something out of the ordinary to happen. A sign would be an indication to talk to you about what I wanted to talk to you about."

Me, concerned, replied, "Well, what is it?"

Gina: "Can I come over? I dont want to talk about it over the phone. Could you turn your cameras off for a little, also? It's personal."

I hung up and a lump formed in my throat. Gina has never talked like this before nor has she ever asked me to power off my cameras. I wonder what this is about.

I deactivated the ring cameras and exactly 8 minutes later I hear a rhythmic knock at the door. That's definitely Gina.

I open the door and she looks serious with a side of worry.

Gina: "Can we sit down?"

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Gina's Point-of-View

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Damn Jenny why are you in a tight, pink, tiny ass night gown? Literally busting out of the night gown.

Gina: "Can you put on a robe or a poncho or something?"

Jenny laughs her tradmark laugh and slips on that blessed and lucky ass red cotton robe that is faded beyond belief. She definitely needs a new one.

Jenny sits on her couch closing her robe tighter. "What's up Gina?"

I sit far from her because I do not know if she is going to try to slap me or anything. I breath and look at her. My eyes begin to well up with tears. She immediately sees it and asks, "Woah! What's wrong Gina?" She scoots close to me and dries my face with the sleeve of her robe. I quietly beg her to not be mad at me.

Gina: "I have been holding this in since high school, Jen. I have been trying to act like everything is okay but I'm not okay."

Jen: "Well, you can tell me anything. Our parents are best friends. We've been best buds since Robertson Elementary." We both laugh but then I stop.

Gina: "Jenny. Please promise me you won't hurt me."

Jen: "Are you sleeping with Matt?"

Gina: "What? Eeew hell no. What the hell Jennifer!"

Jen: "Well sorry to say that but you need to tell me what's wrong. If it's not that, what's wrong, Gina?"

I looked at Jen. She is more beautiful than I remember. Her robe became a tad undone and her cleavage seemed to draw me in. I took a deep breath and braced myself for a hard slap in the face.

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Jenny's Point of View

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Did she just look down at my breast and bite her lip? Why does everything feel really weird right now? What is she about to confess to me?

Gina: "I love you the otherrrrr way, Jen. I have written in my journals about you. I have wrote stories and won literary awards about you. I have had dreams about you and have woke up soaked, Jennifer. I have slept with countless women in hopes of one day making love to you in a way you would never recover from. Slap me. Punch me. Shove me. It's fine. I deserve it but, the hardest day of my life was being your maid of honor and watching you say "I do" to him. Thanks for letting me get this out. I am so sorry. If we can no longer be friends, I respect that but I am glad I have released this burden. It is the beginning of healing for me."

I am speechless. Did my bestfriend of 20 years say what she just said? I feel confused but light. I feel odd but I also can't ignore the fact I feel wanted. I have not felt genuinely wanted by anyone in a long time.

Gina: "Are you going to say something?"

I could not find anything to say. At the moment, Gina became someone who just said to me she slept with countless other women in hopes of making love to me in a way I would never recover from. No one has ever said anything like that to me before.

Gina: "Jenny, do you want me to leave? Can you please say something?"

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Gina's Point of View

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She is mad at me I think. She won't say anything. I just beared my soul to her inappropriately. I am just going to go. Oh wait. She's getting up and she is slowly walking into her bedroom. Now I am lost. She left the door open. Should I follow her? "Jennifer, are we going to talk about this? Was this too much?"

I get up and follow her into her room and she is naked. Oh myyyyyy word. She is naked. This reminds me of that one time where we had to use the showers together after the volleyball tournament. Her breasts and thighs are a lot bigger now. Her nipples are hard. Laying on top of a bed with your legs open looks like an invitation to me. This is really happening. I have been waiting forever for this. I have an opportunity to make her forget she is married for the next few hours and I am going to take that chance.

I begin talking to her in a low, seductive voice and begin saying to her everything I ever wanted to say. I kick my shoes off, throw my jacket on the floor and climb on top of her stalkingly and slowly like a lion.

"I love your eyes." I kiss her eye lids. She is slightly trembling. Her eyes are closed.

"I love your ears." I inspect both of her ears with my tongue and whispers. When this woman moans, I am reborn each time.

"I love the way your lips pucker when you're upset." I kissed my best friend for the first time gently and I damn-near came at that moment. She slipped me some tongue. I responded back by sucking on her tongue. She was not expecting that and began moaning more. She would not stop kissing me. I grabbed her right hand and asked her to touch herself while I have a conversation with her breasts. She laughed at this. I always loved her laugh. As she rubbed her labia slowly, I began my speech to her breasts: "For many years I have seen you two mishandled. I will now have you boobs for dessert." Sucking and licking on Jennifer's breasts had been a desire of mine for a decade. I took my time with that feast.

After 23 minutes, I seen a sticky clear substance on her fingers.

Jenny gasped "I am almost there".

I moved her hand, eased myself down and began slowly sucking on her clitoris and vulva. 9 minutes later she grabbed the back of my head and held out a note for the record books. Thrusting into my face and nutting into my mouth were like souvenirs I will forever hold dear.

I grab my coat, my boots and told her to remember to power on her cameras. She did not talk or do really anything. She just laid in the bed staring at the ceiling. I guess one could say I was called in to work as well. Looks as if my job here is done.