Unrequited 14

Aiden wasn't surprised when his best friend Hanna's name appeared on his iPhone. They chatted all the time about anything and everything--even romance. But anything sexual was completely taboo. Though he was driving home from work, he answered it and put it on speaker.

"Aiden! I need you to pick me up," he heard Hanna sobbing.

"What's wrong? Are you OK? Did your boyfriend hurt you?" he asked both angry and concerned. He never cared for Hanna's taste in bad-boy boyfriends.

"If he touched a hair on your head I'm gonna put him in the hos--," he said, losing his cool when switching to big brother mode.

"No! No! Nothing like that. I just went over to his place to surprise him. But when I saw movement through his living room window I peeked inside. I was the surprised one. He was having sex with another woman!" she finished shaken up.

"I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind," he vowed.

"You will do no such thing!", Hanna ordered through her tears.

How embarrassing to have my best friend fight my battles for me. Even if it was done to protect me,

she thought frustrated.

"Just come pick me up. I'm too upset to drive myself home," she repeated.

"OK.OK," he relented. "I'll be there in a few minutes," he promised.

Her tears stopped when she saw Aiden pull up to the curb.

He is here! He will make everything better,

she predicted in pure happiness.

Her short skirt flapped in the wind as she approached his car. She jumped in the passenger seat before he even could unbuckle his seat belt.

"Drive me home," she instructed.

"Whatever you need," he obliged.

They drove off leaving her sadness behind.

"That cheating jerk didn't deserve you," he spoke unprompted.

"I'm not a prize to be won," she remarked testily.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," he replied sympathetically.

"I know you didn't," she said gently.

Without taking his eyes off the road he reached out with his arm to squeeze her shoulder in a gesture of reassurance.

"You'll get through this and find an amazing man who will treat you right," he comforted her.

His hand squeezed gently.

Hmm...this feels kinda soft for a shoulder,

he speculated.

A look of horror crossed his face. Slowly he turned his head to confirm his fears.

Completely cupping the top of her big, round breast was his hand. His arm shot back like he had touched a hot stove.

Oh, god! What have I done!

he dreaded. Nothing even remotely sexual like this has ever happened.

"I'm so sorry! I meant to squeeze your shoulder," he apologized sincerely.

"It's OK. It was an accident," she said plainly. Her reply was just second nature. She wasn't going to hold a grudge over a simple mistake.

She was silent for a minute like she was making a deep decision.

Aiden found the quiet uncomfortable. He had to say something. Anything.

"The last thing you need is some guy groping you after such a heartbreaking experience," he went on.

"You are not just some 'guy'. You are my best friend," she consoled him.

Which is why the next thing I plan to do will be the hardest thing ever,

she anticipated.

"Pull over to the side of the road over here. At this lookout point and turn off the car," she told him.

He followed her instructions even though he knew what would happen next.

She is gonna unbuckle her seatbelt and just walk the last few miles home and never want to speak to me again,

he believed the worst scenario possible.

She reached over and unbuckled her seatbelt.

Here it comes...

he feared dourly.

Instead, she turned to him. He did his best to avoid eye contact. Shame engulfed him.

"Look at me," she bossed.

When he didn't respond instantly, she turned his face towards her.

"I'm am really sor-" he repeated

"Stop apologizing," she snapped.

"Why did you break up with my friend Bethany?" she asked unexpectedly.

"Umm...what?" he asked baffled.

"You had so many of the same interests. You had chemistry. You liked watching all of the same terrible movies," she continued.

"Well, that's a little hurtful," he said sounding wounded.

She also said the sex was great. And I had missed out on my chance. But I'm not going to tell him that,

she swore.

"I only watched those movies so I could mock them," he clarified.

"I know. You had me laughing so hard, I was crying. I wouldn't trade those times for anything in the world," she admitted.

Or anyone,

she told herself.

"She told me to be quiet. She was trying to watch the movie," he added.

"Any other reasons you called her out of the blue and said 'it's not you, it's me' excuse?" she pressed him.

"Or why none of your relationships last," she added.

"We just didn't connect," he lied poorly.

She glared at him. "Tell me the real reason. Or I'll be even madder at you," she commanded.

She was a small girl but had a fiery spirit. It was something he admired about her. She didn't take crap from anyone.

He buckled under her stern visage. It was an uncomfortable 30 seconds for him. But she didn't let up.

"It's because...none of them... were...you," he revealed the biggest secret.

Her eyes opened wide at this giant revelation. She sat straight up then leaned back in the passenger seat.

"You are going to leave now aren't you?" he said dispiritedly.

"I am not going anywhere. And neither are you," she corrected him.

She pulled out her iPhone and typed away. "I saw you cheating on me. We are done!!! And, Block," she spoke out loud. Saying what she was typing was one of her adorable little quirks.

She tossed her phone over her shoulder into the back seat.

She turned to him with a look in her eyes he had never seen before. One of hunger.

"When you grabbed my breast I didn't feel violated. I felt the opposite. My heart started beating faster. I could feel my temperature rising. I wanted you to touch me in other places. Private places," she confessed.

"What are you saying?" he asked confused.

These emotions have just come bubbling forth at that innocent mistake. Feelings she hadn't realized she had. Ones she had suppressed.

He is my best friend. A big brother type. I can't have these urges,

she contemplated at the moment it happened.

"You are no longer the chubby, silly kid I met in high school. And I am no longer the skinny, nerdy, little girl," she acknowledged.

"I am a grown woman now. And you are a grown man," she explained.

Very grown from what Beth told me,

her dirty mind added.

This time she did move but towards him. He was taken aback when she crawled over her seat onto his. She moved into a sitting position on his lap facing him. Her legs found purchase on the sides of the driver's seat. Not much but enough.

"What are you doing?" he sounded worried.

"What I should have done a long time ago," she said determined.

"Now, kiss me you dumb lug," she edicted.

"Well, that's kinda hur--" he began. He was cut off when she leaned down and pressed her mouth to his. A passionate kiss followed.

After what seemed like a minute she released her hands from around the back of his head and withdrew.

"Oh, yeah. That's what I needed," she confirmed.

She pulled off her shirt, followed by her bra. Those too joined the backseat to keep her phone company.

For the first time, Aiden had an unobstructed view of his BFF's breasts. "So that's what they look like," he remarked impressed.

"You like them?" she teased.

He nodded.

"Would you like to touch them?" she offered.

"This is all happening so fast," he stalled.

"That really wasn't a request," she said seriously.

"But if we do this it will change everything about our relationship," he warned her.

"God. I hope so," she confided.

"Now, grab my tits!" she directed.

She leaned back a bit to give him room. Tentatively a hand cupped each breast.

"Now squeeze them!" she dictated.

He did as he was told. A shattering breath escaped her mouth.

"I want you to rub my nipples with your thumbs," she followed up.

With more confidence, he did what she wanted.

She began to moan erotically.

After a few minutes, she announced, "I can't take this anymore."

She used her arms to pry his away. She reached down between his legs and unbuttoned his pants.

"I hope your cock is as rock hard as my nipples," she blurted out unashamed.

"I never heard you talk like that before," Adien said disturbed.

"If things go right. It's just getting started," she insisted.

She moved off him long enough for him to lift his butt slightly off the seat as she vigorously pulled down his pants to his knees.

Once they were out of the way she reached over and took hold of the waistband of his briefs. With a quick yank down to his knees, his cock popped up.

"Beth did say it was bigger than most," she let slip.

"She said what?" he said astonished.

"Nice, big, and hard" she marveled.

"That's what happens when the girl of your dreams sits on your lap, starts kissing you, and tells you to fondle her," he validated.

She moved to a squatting position over his dick.

"Don't you want to wait til we get back to your place?" he questioned.

Lifting her skirt she moved her panties to the side and lowered herself.

She grunted while his head split apart her lips. Her breath quickened with each half-inch that entered her. When he was fully in she looked at him and finally responded, "No."

Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck once more.

"Mmmm...yes. That hit the spot," she said pleased. "Now, it's time to hit that spot again," she added.

She rose a few inches before going down faster this time. She bounced on his dick till her legs shook. Finally, she folded her legs. It was time for her hips to do the work. She breathed heavily into his ear with each eager thrust. With his arms supporting her upper back he enjoyed every second of it. After 10 minutes of her riding him, he couldn't contain it anymore.

"I'm cumming!" he alerted her.

"About time. My hips were getting sore," she acknowledged.

She felt him release inside her. She made a few final thrusts before he lost all hardness. She remained on his lap panting in both exhaustion and euphoria for another minute. She gave him one final kiss before returning to the passenger seat.

He turned the car back on.

"Wait!" she told him.

She crawled in between the seats into the back to retrieve her bra, T-shirt, and iPhone.

She redressed and moved back to the passenger seat. He had also taken the time to pull his pants and boxers back up.

"OK, now you can take me home," she insisted.

When they arrived at her place she didn't exit. She was mulling something over in her head.

"If I go back inside, my EX-BOYFRIEND might come crawling back. Begging for a second chance. One he doesn't deserve," she said thinking out loud.

"He knows where I live," she reasoned. She looked at Aiden. A devious smile crossed her face. "But he doesn't know where you live," she concluded.

"OK," he consented.

Getting stuck at a railroad crossing, adding another 20 minutes to the ride home. They drove into his driveway. This time she jumped out. She made the hurry-up hand motions while standing beside his front door.

"I have never seen her this excited for anything," he admitted.

He calmly approached her.

"Are you cold or something?" he asked.

"The opposite," she professed.

He opened the door and she rushed in.

She stood in front of the couch. That same look was in her eyes. When he wandered close enough she grabbed him by the shirt. Pulling him toward her.

"I want to do it again," she confessed. She pushed him down on the couch.

"Give me a chance to recover," he pleaded.

"Fine. We will watch one of your dumb movies. Then sex," she negotiated.

She went over to see the movie collection to pick something. She popped it into the Blu-ray. The cheesy, black-and-white movie Invasion of the Giant Houseflies began playing. She plopped down next to him. Resting her head against his shoulder. She let out a contented sigh.

Army men on the right side of the screen unloaded their machine guns on a giant paper mache fly head filling the left side of the screen. The weapons had no effect.

"Ah, the problem here is they needed a giant fly swatter," he joked.

This got a chuckle from her. But she then sat up after a few seconds. She looked him in the eyes.

"You don't have to do that," she pointed out.

"Do what?" he asked.

"Make all these quips," she confided.

Before he could react she followed up with," You don't have to keep me amused. Just do what you have always done and be there for me," she said sincerely.

After a moment of reflection, he affirmed," That I can do."

She returned to her original spot. By the time the credits rolled, she was fast asleep under the crook of his arm. He went to gently pick her up and drop her off on his bed. He planned to sleep on the couch that night.

She roused from her sleep. Her eyes sprang open. She shrugged off his arms.

"Sex now?" she proposed

"I was just going to put you to bed to sleep," he explained.

"You know what puts me to sleep? Great sex," she persisted.

She pushed him back down on the couch.

"Pants off," she ordered. Looming over him.

"Are you ever gonna let me be on top?" he asked.

"I'll think about it," she teased.

Aiden woke up the next day alone in his bed. He half expected to find Hanna lying next to him.

He sat up still groggy.

"Of course...it must have all been a dream," he said disappointed.

He got up.

I should get some coffee to wake up,

he considered.

He had made it all the way to the front of the bedroom door. The hallway in front of him led to the kitchen.

"Although it was a very vivid dre-" he recalled.

"SEX TIME!" he heard Hanna's cheery voice at the end of the hall.

She came running directly at him.

"Hanna?" he said, perplexed.

She lunged at him. Her arms wrapped around him causing both to fall onto the bed behind him.

She sat on top of him. A mischievous look in her eye.

"OK. If we are going to do this I will be in charge this time," he said firmly.

"Whatever you say, Bestie," she responded playfully.

She made a gleeful giggle when he pulled her down on him, then flipped them both over--leaving her on her back and him on top.

"I think I created a monster," he stated.

"Growl. Roar," she said in her very feminine voice.

After years of a platonic relationship, a spark turned into a raging inferno. From ups and downs, through high points and lows, they were always there for each other. But they were both pleased their affections didn't go Unrequited.