As much as Sara loved to hear his voice, she hated not having him there with her better. His touch always warmed her like hot cocoa in a winter night no matter what the actual weather was outside or in. He was the man she always ran to whenever there was something wrong in her life and yet the only thing that was wrong with her now is that
he
wasn't there in the flesh with her now.
Brandon Page felt the same way about Sara Vahle. Having her near him at all times was really all he ever wanted. Since high school their relationship always bordered on friends trying to work in benefits. At every chance they've ever had at taking their relationship to the next level, there has been an obstacle. In 10
th
grade gym class, a nosey student walked into the women's locker room as they were pressed up on the lockers before a shirt was even lifted. 11
th
grade health class proved problematic as well. Sara and Brandon were assigned to each other as lab partners in a separate room from the rest of the class for 3 days. On the first day of the assignment they were too nervous to do anything with each other for fear that someone might intrude. On the second day they realized that no one would be coming into the room and began to explore each other when a 3
rd
partner was assigned to their group in the middle of the project as he had been on vacation up until then. The almost couple lived too far away from each other to see each other after school and neither of them got their own cars until about 19. The closest opportunity they've ever had was after graduating high school. Through sheer coincidence, Sara was able to come over to a friends to stay the night and invited Brandon over through the window. While her friend Cindy didn't mind sharing a room with two people supposedly about to get it on under her nose, her nosey brother intruded on their get together and wouldn't leave the room until Brandon left the next morning.
Another noteworthy obstacle during this time was their alternating "true" significant others. While they shared secrets, kisses and each others fantasies, they were usually in separate relationships that took up the bulk of their time apart. With both being popular people as well as popular friends it was always assumed that they were dating each other but this has always been a rumor, even now at both of their respective age of 24. Sara and Brandon may want each other badly, but Sara's fiancée Jake wants her in the next room and Brandon's girlfriend Alicia wants him on the other line.
"Looks like we've got yet another interruption," Brandon said to Sara as the line beeped.
"Unfortunately so," Sara said back. "Story of our life together, huh?"
Brandon couldn't help but to smile and slightly nod his head, holding placing his index finger on the gray Motorola Bluetooth headset resting on his ear. Sara just knew what he was doing on the other line and motioned in a similar fashion. Same headset, same finger. Without getting into a long goodbye, they ended their conversation the same way they had since their encounter back in health class.
"One day," Brandon said first.
"One day," Sara replied before hanging up the phone.
And that was that, it was back to the "other" lives that they hated to live separately. No matter how they looked at it, they always felt that things would be better if they were together instead of with Jake and Alicia. It wasn't even as though they were bad partners, they just clung to the idea of that untold possibility. What makes the curiosity so bad is their status as best friends, meaning that
all
aspects of their lives are shared from relationship woes to sexual prowess, the latter being the biggest temptation. Sara had always talked to Brandon about her sexual appetite, telling him stories about past engagements including all details such as positions, duration of past acts, her lack of a gag reflex and her willingness to give at all times when it comes to any sex act. She's even hopped on the stage at a strip club with Brandon down below, throwing about $250 in fives and tens at her, even though it was a random act and not her actual job. It was really his way to show how much he cared in his own way.
Brandon himself was no better when it came to expressing his carnal pleasures of the flesh. He frequently discussed the sensation he received from giving or receiving oral sex with another woman and was always 'complementing' Sara with blunt comments about each and every one of her body parts. Once, he told her that he believed with lips like hers she could suck a dick better than Jenna Jameson and Tera Patrick combined...while her fiancée was within earshot. Realizing this, he quickly quieted himself as though he said nothing at all. Jake shrugged it off; Sara became excited that Brandon had thought about her that way. The next night they had fantastic phone sex.
On Brandon's side, Alicia was calling him for no reason in particular and also answered the phone as such in her normal, high and nasal tone. "Hey babe," she started, "who were you talking to?"
Another perk of their best friend status is that their significant others were completely okay with them having consistent communication with each other. In their minds, the two of them had known each other well before they came into the picture and if they wanted to be together, by now, they would be. "Just Sara," he told her, "she's about to go out with Jake later on but we were just discussing this blog she wants to write on My Space."
"Well that's cool," Alicia replied. "What's it about?"
"Stimulation; she wants to bring up how certain personal stimulants make people react to real life things and also affect your decision making. I thought it was a good idea and told her I'd be the first one to comment on it."
"I'll make sure I do to," Alicia said. She was always one to support Brandon's endeavors and close friends. He only had so many of each and she felt that it would be best to help out if it would keep him happy, frequently dropping her side of an argument before it escalated. This was usually followed by passionate make-up sex that she was readily available to give at any time. Brandon never minded this from her (as it was actually this little quirk of hers that sparked their relationship) and was always ready to give in with her. In all honesty, he was very satisfied in his relationship with Alicia. Alongside her willingness to initiate a romp in the bedroom, she wasn't a bad woman to look at either. She was a relatively small, caramel complexioned black woman of 22. At 5' 3", in contrast to his 5' 10" stature, she has a very svelte frame, B-cup breasts and nice sized curves for a woman of her size. She was rounded out by a perfectly toned mid section, dark brown eyes and shoulder length black hair. Always with a smile or smirk on her face she exuded cuteness from every orifice in her body; and with her small frame it provided ample positions in bed, giving them free roam of the extent of both of their imaginations.
While Alicia simply adored Brandon, Brandon could say he almost loved her. But his mind would always wander towards Sara...
Sara, a Caucasian woman of 5' 6", had natural brown hair that she has dyed several times since a teenager in varying colors from brown, to red and most recently black. This was to contrast her deep blue eyes as she was always about doing something different than expected. Even her frame was in contrast to what Brandon's taste in women suggested with voluptuous curves breasts a full 2 cup sizes than his current girlfriend Alicia. He once told Sara that he will always date women who look nothing like her in order for them not figure out that he actually is attracted to Sara. This proved quite easy for Brandon since he is a black man, although he's never been exclusive to dating one race of woman, even going so far as to brag that it's possible he has dated a woman of every race in his short lifetime. Sara found this cute and quite exhilarating, mainly because she wanted to know how many things he's learned sexually from women of so many cultures.
She's never been known be to the good girl by any means, even going so far as to have multiple boyfriends in high school or at least 3 men courting her at one time. Calling her an attention whore would be putting it likely; she was a
star
in her own right, going as far as to christen herself a local celebrity in school. No one ever disputed this title though and her gregarious personality mimicked this claim, becoming fast friends with most of the students she attended with. Her promiscuous nature prevented her from ever getting in a fully committed relationship until she met Jake who, although not the most attractive man in the world, did everything he could to impress her, including a dinner for two that he spent almost half a paycheck financing. It was all worth it when he proposed to her and Sara decided to settle down...unless the right opportunity knocked with Brandon.
On Sara's side, Jake was in need of some assistance packing his bags for an outing this weekend due to his employment in the Army Reserves. He needed to go out to Nebraska to work on helicopters and would be gone until Sunday night. Sara, hating to be in a home by herself, usually ended up staying over her girlfriend Elizabeth's apartment downtown, another contrast to her Middle American suburban home. With Stacy still being a bachelorette, she frequently discussed her various sexual encounters with both men
and
women, allowing Sara to vicariously live out her fantasies through her. As many times as they had spent the night together in the same bed, Elizabeth had never come on to Sara in a sexual way for what she felt was disinterest on Sara's part. That would change this weekend...
Sara took her maroon Nissan Altima over to Elizabeth's apartment a night early upon Liz's request. This wasn't a problem though as Jake did have his own car, so driving himself to the airfield on the Army post wouldn't be a problem. Sara parked her car in the apartment buildings underside garage and rolled her suitcase towards the elevator and selected to go all the way to the top floor. She finally reached Elizabeth's apartment and knocked on the door. A second later the very petite Elizabeth showed up and answered the door wearing a pair of extremely small denim shorts, unbuttoned and unzipped, and a red string bikini accentuating her perky tits. She was also barefoot and wore nothing else but her bright smile and her long curly hair down her back. Upon seeing Sara, Elizabeth gave her a big hug and took her suitcase while walking her in the door. Sara looked around the apartment and still couldn't believe herself. Liz had a studio apartment as big as a warehouse. Sara always wondered how well Liz's modeling gigs were paying and apparently, it was a lot. Most of the studio was empty, but only because of the high distance to the ceiling; the floor was laid out with two couches, furry rugs spread out sporadically, lots of lamps and candles, a bed in the middle of the room so big it was much larger than any queen or king size Sara had ever seen and everything in the house was white... with the exception of two cameras colored in dark grey. Sara asked Liz once before why she had two video camcorders. She told her that she films herself having sex and masturbating often and she always tells people she's going to be taping them with the first camera. If they object, the second one is in hiding, still recording the affair. Under her white Alienware computer in the corner in corner of the studio lay a few hundred hours of proof in DVD form, DVD's that Sara has watched often.
"I've missed you so much baby," Liz said excited, hugging Sara with a much longer embrace.
"I've missed you too," Sara said, blushing, "I'm sorry I haven't been by much, but you've been busy a lot yourself."
"Yeah I know. I just got back from Georgia last week. I had the best time at the photo shoot with Michael and this girl named Carmen. I gotta tell you about it later but we need to get things together for tomorrow."
"I've been meaning to ask about that," Sara said with wonder in her tone, "what's going on tomorrow that you needed me so bad for today? It's not an inconvenience or anything, I was just in shock."
"Well, because I knew you were going to be here, I decided to throw a party like you've never seen before. I've thrown them a few times before but I didn't know how comfortable you would be with it until recently."
"Wow, that sounds major. What kind of party is it, I'm
so
curious now."
