Maggie's closest friend Julia has always been around a lot. I really like Julia and it was pretty obvious that she liked me an awful lot. It's pretty much an open secret that she has a bit of a crush on me. Maggie has even joked about Julia not trying to steal me away from her, not that any of us really took it seriously.
I know Maggie shares nearly everything with Julia, which of course made me wonder just how much Maggie may have told her about our recent enhanced sexual adventures. In some ways, I think I'd be mortified if she knew, but in other ways I think it would be a relief if someone else knew and then I could talk to that person about it.
Julia was around so often, it was almost like having a roommate. If the girls were drinking a bit too much or it just got real late, Maggie would always insist that Julia stay over and she would. This happened frequently enough that we all referred to our spare bedroom as 'Julia's room'. I liked her so she never seemed like an imposition. It never really stopped Maggie and I from fooling around while she was there, at least before the introduction of the first dildo.
Maggie carried on so much when fucked with that dildo and especially with the new one, there really was no way we'd be able to do that with her not hearing things. This meant that nights she stayed over were nights that if we were to be intimate, Maggie and I would have regular penetrative sex or just fool around, oral or manual. In some ways, having Julia stay the night became something I looked forward to.
I'm not going to lie- performing on Maggie with the dildo and the harness was hard on me. I had figured out how to arrange myself in the harness (basically, I tucked my dick back between my legs) so it didn't hurt quite as bad as the first few times. But for all the arousal (it definitely got me off every time), it was starting to eat away at my confidence more and more. While I loved the pleasure it gave Maggie, and therefore was very willing to do it, it was doing something to me.
When we had 'normal' sex, it was harder for me to maintain an erection all the time. Maggie became more honest about my dick not really doing it for her much. Strangely enough, when she would whisper things like 'It's ok, baby, I don't have to get off every time we have sex. This one's for you.' I would often times have a burst of arousal that would get me over the edge to come in her. God, just writing that makes me feel pathetic.
Julia was much slimmer than Maggie and several inches taller. She didn't have much in hips or ass, however she has a really large pair of breasts- 32DDs. I knew this because she on occasion left some laundry that went in with our stuff, not because I was sniffing around. She has a upper mid-west Scandinavian background, so her blonde hair was legit blonde and skin was very fair.
After reading all of what I just wrote about Julia, I feel a little embarrassed. I'll just say this- yes, I find her attractive, yes, I often wonder why she isn't with someone, but no, I have never considered wanting to be with Julia. I guess in some ways, I've put her in my headspace how you might put a sister-in-law.
You have to understand, when I met Maggie there was an instant understanding between both of us that we would be together. I can still remember running into her, quite literally, in that coffeeshop. I was embarrassed and apologized profusely for spilling her coffee (thankfully not on her), but I literally couldn't take my eyes off of hers. And it was mutual. I bought her a replacement coffee and we both ended up calling into work and spent nearly the entire day together, calling out for work and talking non-stop. By the end of the day, we both had shared our hopes and dreams with each other and instantly aligned our futures. We both decided that we wouldn't push it by spending the night together, but made plans for a first true date the following night.
What she didn't know until much later, I was supposed to give an answer to an offered new job that would have had me move to St. Louis that very day. After we separated for the day, I called the recruiter and turned down the job. I have never once regretted that decision.
I very quickly was brought fully into Maggie's world, and Julia was a big part of it. They were roommates and best friends. They worked at the same hospital, Maggie as a nurse and Julia as a social worker. They were pretty inseparable. Julia often expressed real joy that I had come into Maggie's life. Knowing what I knew now after Maggie's recent confession, which we hadn't really talked about, it makes me wonder if that was a part of Julia's appreciation of me. I figure she was looking at me as a bit of a savior to Maggie, stopping a slide into depravity.
Understand I'm not shaming someone for liking or enjoying being a 'black cock slut', but I definitely believe now that was something that Julia felt wasn't very healthy for Maggie.
So on this one night, somehow in conversation, Maggie brought up Big Jim and made a joke about Julia saving her from him (which went over my head). She asked if Julia had heard about what he might be doing now.
While I missed how the topic of Jim had come up, her curiosity about his current whereabouts set off a bit of alarm bells in my head. When I asked her about this later that night while we were getting ready for bed, she blew it off that he just came to her mind after sharing her story with me and wondered if Julia, since they had all gone to the same school together, had heard anything. That's all.
I let it be, especially since Julia was staying the night. Maggie realized she'd forgotten a drink for her meds and asked me if I could go get it for her.
While walking back from the kitchen I ran into Julia in the hall. She was wearing a robe that Maggie had bought for her to have at the house and I got the impression she wasn't wearing much but flimsy night wear under it. She looked towards our bedroom, put her finger to her lips in a shushing motion, and pulled me into her room.
"Harry, I know Maggie told you about going back to Jim after she left Dean, and it's probably not my place to say anything but I think you need to know the full story. Did she tell you she went back to him to do it 'one more time' to get it out of her system?" she said in a frantic, hushed tone. She didn't want Maggie to hear what she was telling me.
I nodded, not sure where Julia was going with this.
"She probably didn't tell you that 'one more time' lasted over six days, did she? That I had to go find her and physically take her out of Jim's place when he had gone. In my work I've had to remove kids from drug addicted parents and seen those parents so completely overtaken by the addiction. That's what she was like. It was bad Harry. She nearly messed up her grades that semester and was on the verge of flunking out."
This revelation was a shock, to say the least.
"If she brings up Jim again, stop the conversation immediately. Harry, I love Maggie and I can admit to having feelings for you no best friend should have for her friend's husband. I don't believe I'd ever do something I shouldn't, but you are the sweetest, most considerate man I've ever met. I have always been a bit jealous she found you, but all the same happy for her that she settled down with an amazing, stable guy like you. I cannot emphasize enough how terrible an idea it is to let Jim or any other guy with a big cock near Maggie. She just can't control herself. I love that you are so accepting of her needs, but I just can't sit back and not say anything. I don't want either of you to get hurt."
Julia's frank admission and the seriously emphatic plea hit me hard. I also noticed for the first time that her hand was still on my arm. Something had changed between us. Maybe because the unspoken had been laid bare? Maybe because this stuff with Maggie had torn me a little raw, wondering if this exposed side of her had wounded our bonds? Maybe because Julia was showing me a compassion that suddenly felt missing from Maggie?
Whatever it was, there was a brief moment there where I almost kissed Julia. I think she knew it, too.
I thanked her quickly and left her room in the blink of an eye. What the fuck was I thinking?
