She slammed the apartment door is anger as she walked in. "Fuck him!" she yelled. "It's over this time!"
"What happened?" I asked her.
"He's just an asshole and I don't want to deal with him anymore. Pretty much as simple as that" she said, on the brink of tears.
Well, I have told you that several times, I thought to myself, but I tried to console her this time. "I'm sorry dear. Is there anything I can do?"
"Let's just have one of our hang out and drink nights. I could really use that right now," she said as she smiled at me, tears starting to form in her eyes.
I've lived with Eileen for nearly a year and a half now since graduating from college. We had been casual acquaintances before that, friends of friends who said little more than hi to each other. I had learned she needed a roommate, though, and with the rent being cheap it was the perfect place to start as a poor, recently graduated individual just starting his career. It's not like we had disliked each other, we had just never really spent any time together. After moving in together, though, we became fast friends because of our similar personalities and senses of humor. I now counted her among one of my best friends and it hurt me to see her once again upset by a boyfriend, especially knowing what an asshole this guy was. Hopefully it was over this time, but they had gotten back together several times before so I was skeptical.
"Sounds good to me," I told her smiling. "I just picked up beer today so we're set."
"You're the best," she said as she walked by me toward the kitchen patting my leg. "I'm glad we're roommates."
"Me too," I said as I looked at her head toward the fridge. I felt the all too familiar sensation in my pants, a hardening she was directly responsible for. Though we were close friends and I wouldn't trade that for anything, something about her drove me wild. Eileen was about my height, pale skin with medium brown hair and a very cute face, especially when she smiled. She had a medium build with full, large breasts that pushed the limits of her shirt if it was at all tight. She also had a nice round ass that looked amazing in the tight jeans she tended to wear, including on this night. When she wore shorts, they were usually short and showed off her smooth, pale, full legs. Many a night I had gone to bed fantasizing about ripping all her clothes off and having my way with every hole on her body but it made me feel guilty. She was my close friend after all and was fairly certain she didn't share these feelings.
"Can I grab you a beer?" she asked me.
"You already know the answer to that," I smiled.
"Of course you drunk," she giggled as she grabbed one and brought it my way. "What are we watching?"
"How about It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia?" I asked, already knowing her answer.
"You know me so well," she smiled. "I'll be right back, I'm going to change."
'Can I come with you and fuck your brains out', I thought to myself as she walked upstairs to her room. There had been several nights where I had heard her having sex with her asshole boyfriend and had been jealous. Our rooms were right next to each other and I could hear her moaning, panting and dirty talk. I would pleasure myself to it, making myself cum when she was near climax. I was wearing basketball shorts and it was getting harder and harder to conceal my growing erection as she changed upstairs. It got even worse when she got back downstairs. She had ditched her jeans for short, gray cotton shorts that showed off her smooth pale legs and a tight green t shirt that could barely hold her boobs in. I adjusted myself as she sat down next to me on the couch, her legs propped up so as to show the whole length of them. I wanted to run my tongue over both of them so bad.
"So what happened this time?" I asked her, trying to get my mind off her body.
"Oh you know how he is," she said. "You've told me before how much you don't like him and I've always ignored you. This time it's over though. Time to move on. Starting tonight, because we're getting sloshed," she said as she bumped my beer can with hers. I smiled and we both chugged our beers. I got up to get us both another beer and as I walked back, my erection pushed out against my basketball shorts. I think she caught a glance of it and slightly blushed, but I couldn't tell and she didn't say anything. I quickly sat down and tried to hide it again while giving her a beer.
"Now I see why you haven't dated anyone since we've been roommates. Relationships suck. They're just drama and yelling and more drama. I think I'm done with them for a while," she said. "I'm just going to have fun for a while."
"Fun?", I said laughing.
"Yes fun," she said. "I just want someone right now to have sex with. I realize now that I love sex but hate the drama that goes with it. Don't blush, you know I feel like I can tell you anything and I'm not embarrassed to admit that," she said as she giggled. "I mean, maybe you and I should just have sex."
