It all started when Ben called me, desperate for a place to stay. Ben and I had been old friends back in grade school, but halfway through high school, we sort of drifted apart. I was genuinely surprised to hear from him.
"Please, man just for a month or so, I promise I'll pay you rent and everything."
I was skeptical. Apparently he had just moved into his own place (at 23) but was being evicted with no notice for missing one rent payment. I definitely felt for him, but I didn't necessarily trust him. I had been living out on my own for a few years, and was renting a nice small 2 bedroom townhouse at the time. I had never really struggled for rent money before, so I figured if he did end up not paying, I could just cover for him for a month and then kick him to the curb.
"Awesome, man thank you so much! We'll be by later today to start moving in if that's cool?"
"Wait, who is 'we'?" I asked him.
"Oh duh, I forgot to tell you! Mandy had just moved in with me before all this happened," he explained. "I figured it was no biggie since we all go way back, right?"
Mandy, huh? Years ago, in 5th grade, Ben and I had met Mandy. She was new to our class, just moved from California, and she was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen. Apparently Ben felt the same way, and for a while we started competing for her affection. Once we realized our friendship was at stake we agreed: Neither of us would pursue Mandy for the rest of our lives, unless the other of us had died. Extreme, sure, but we were kids. Senior year, after Ben and I had basically stopped talking, I found out through the grapevine that he had started dating Mandy. She was at a different school than us, but I guess he reached out to her on Facebook or something...
"Jason? Are we cool?" Ben asked.
"Yeah that's fine," I said absent-mindedly. I was wondering what Mandy looked like now that she was grown up, and almost didn't register that I had agreed to let them both stay with me.
"Great! See you around 4."
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As the hours passed I started to regret my decision more and more. I had always been more comfortable on my own, and Ben and I were hardly on the best of terms. Still, I kept thinking of Mandy and couldn't help but get a little excited at the prospect of seeing her again.
She had always been THE hot girl at school, ever since she started developing boobs before the other girls in our grade. She was never slutty, but she was the girl everybody fantasized about. The other boys at school would dare each other to ask her out, but as far as I knew, she never dated until junior year, when she moved schools.
That summer had been the last time I saw her, at a pool party hosted by a mutual friend. She was wearing a bikini, like most of the other girls, but on Mandy, it was like a high school boy's dream. She had the perfect tits, perfect ass, perfect waist, perfect face...
The doorbell rang, snapping me out of my memories. I jumped up and went for the door. As I turned the handle, Ben came pushing in.
"Yo what's up, thanks man, I need your Wi-Fi info asap," He blurted all out at once.
I gave him the info, and he thanked me, pushing past with a weird urgency. "Is this one mine?" He asked, pointing to a bedroom, and disappearing behind the door before I could answer. He was clearly in a rush.
I turned back to the door, and standing there with a bashful smile was Mandy. She looked exactly like I remembered her. She was probably a full foot shorter than me, with beautiful brown hair that almost looked red. She had blue eyes that sparkled like the ocean in the afternoon glow. I wanted to look down at her body, but tried my hardest not to. The quick glances that I did steal showed what I already knew. She'd always been blessed with a great frame, and it appeared to have held up.
"Wow, excited to see me?" Mandy's voice broke a silence that I hadn't even noticed. How long had we been standing there?
"Yeah, of course!" I said back, meeting her eyes. She looked away quickly and it looked like she started to blush. "Wait... why?"