A few weeks ago I got a call from my buddy Tom. We were close friends from college, although I hadn't seen him for almost a year since he moved to another city for work.
It had been a bad year for him. He got dumped by his girlfriend, getting his apartment robbed, and then, as he explained on the phone, he had gotten laid off from his job. He told me he was taking a break from it all and doing a road trip around the country. Part of the trip was swinging my our town, and he asked if he could crash at my place and hang out for a couple days before he moved on to see another friend further south.
I agreed, after checking in with my girlfriend Caitlin. She had just moved into my apartment last month, so I wanted to make sure it was okay with her. She gave me a big smile and said that was great, she was always happy to have my friends over and would be glad to finally meet Tom.
I felt like I had really hit the jackpot with Caitlin after years of cycling through girlfriends. She was sweet and bubbly, very affectionate, and the life of a party. She was also incredible in bed. On our first date we had hit it off so well that I invited her back to my place, and the second we had got past the doorway she was on her knees giving me the blowjob of my life. The sex was even better and within a month I was totally smitten with her, and soon she had moved in and we were talking long-term things.
One thing I didn't know about Caitlin until the events of this story was how promiscuous she was. Not in a slutty way, exactly, more like she didn't think of sex as such a big deal. This attitude, plus her girl-next-door face and slim body, meant that she had had plenty of opportunities to hook up with guys. I wasn't interested in her past, though, so I never knew that about her.
"Thank you, babe," I said. "He's a great guy going through some real tough months. I'll make it up to you for having a stranger crash on our couch for a few days."
"Your friends aren't strangers!" she replied. "We'll give him a good time, I hope things turn around for him."
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The next Saturday evening Tom drove up to my place in his beat-up car. Caitlin and I were there to greet him.
"Hey hey dude! Great to see you, huge thanks for this!" he said as he gave me a big bro hug.
"And you must be Caitlin," he said, turning to her.
"I sure am!" She grinned as she gave him a big hug. "Dave has told me all about you, it's so great to finally meet you!"
"I know, we hear all about you, too! Now I see why this guy hides you from us!"
She giggled at the flirtation. "Come on in and get settled, you must be tired."
The three of us helped Tom get set up in the living room couch. Caitlin had made a light dinner and snacks for us, not to mention plenty of booze, and soon we were hanging out in our living room, everyone chatting and enjoying a pleasant buzz.
Soon the conversation got to Tom's recent troubles, and he started opening up. First his girlfriend Ellen dumped him because her high school boyfriend decided he wanted to marry her, and then shortly after that, the startup he was working at started to fall apart. He spent the next few months doing all-nighters trying to keep it going, but soon the writing on the wall became clear, and a few months after that everyone was laid off.
"It's been rough, dude," he said. "Had it all just a year ago and now I'm back at square one."
"I'm sorry, bro," I nodded.
"That's the worst," Caitlin said. "I'm so glad you're taking this trip, you really need a reset."
"Definitely," he said. "I may even move to another city, just totally start all over again."
"You got nothing keeping you there?" I asked. "Not seeing anyone new?"
"No, that's the worst part," he said. "I haven't even been on a date since Ellen."
"Oh, man, really? Not even a hookup?" I couldn't believe it. Tom was an attractive guy, it seemed crazy to me that he hadn't had sex in a year.
"Not even," he chuckled sadly. "Maybe girls can sense my mojo is gone, I dunno, but I've been striking out all year. Like I said, rough time!"
"Aw Tom!" Caitlin said, sympathetically. "Not even a blowjob?"
Tom and I both burst out laughing at the shock of Caitlin being so blunt.
"No, not even that, can you believe it?" Tom said.
Then, Caitlin said the line that started the events of the next couple of days: "You poor guy! Heck, I'LL give you a blowjob, if Dave doesn't mind."
This time, Tom and I were shocked into silence. Then I sputtered out a "what??"
Tom let out an awkward laugh. "Huh? Are you serious?"
"Yeah, of course!" Caitlin said, totally sincerely. Then she looked at me. "If Dave says it's okay."
Tom turned to me. "Dude, is that okay with you?"
"Of course it's not okay!" I said, a little angrily. I turned to Caitlin. "Why would I think it would be okay?"
She looked almost surprised at my refusal. "Because hee's your friend from college!"
"Yeah dude, I'm your friend from college!" Tom responded, half-smiling. He seemed to think this was a joke but didn't want to close off his options.
"The answer is no, dude," I said.
Caitlin shrugged. "Sorry, Tom!" She said in a sing-song way, almost like he had lost a video game.
Tom groaned but didn't argue. We went back to talking about other things, but that moment hung in the air the rest of the night.
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After we left Tom on the couch for the night, Caitlin and I went back to our bedroom. As soon as we closed the door, I said, "hey, what was up with that thing tonight?"
She looked at me innocently while we walked to the bathroom. "What thing?"
"You know what! You offering to give Tom a blowjob!"
Caitlin started brushing her teeth. She shrugged. "Well, why wouldn't I? He's your friend and I want to be nice to him for you!"
"Yeah, but I don't want you to be THAT nice!"
"Yeah, that's why I asked. You said no, so...what's the problem?"
I couldn't believe how casual she was about it. "I guess...I'm surprised you even thought that was on the table. Have you done that for OTHER boyfriends?"
She looked at me like I was dumb. "Yeah, for some. If they're comfortable with it and their friends are nice. Some of them were more uptight, like you."
"Hey!" I said.
"Sorry, sorry, not uptight, more conservative, I dunno," she said. She finished brushing her teeth and I followed her back into the bedroom. "It's just a blowjob, you know. I wasn't gonna DATE him. I was just gonna help him out while he's going through a rough patch."