The party continued into the morning. As some couples left, others sat and watched and the rest laid down and went to sleep in various places in the house. Brandon and Sara woke up late into the afternoon to discover that they were resting by themselves in each others arms on the giant white bed. Liz was showing out the last guest for the night in her own special way; giving him a quick blow job by the door. The happy couple lay quietly and watched, laughing softly with each other. They shared an embrace and kissed each other as they stated their love for one another under the white comforter. Eventually, Brandon left while Liz and Sara were left to the clean up of the apartment. They now had a new saying for when it was now time to say good bye.
"Another day?" Sara stated to him.
"Soon," he replied.
4 MONTHS LATER
Brandon has been sitting down in front of the dressing rooms in the back of Fredericks of Hollywood for about three minutes in high anticipation. His foot has been tapping wildly, waiting for Sara to step out of the booth in some lingerie she just picked out minutes ago. Suddenly the door opened and took Brandon by surprise. Sara stood in the doorway wearing only crotch-less red panties and a matching bra that exposed her nipples slightly.
"Hey babe," she started, "Does this fit okay to you?"
Brandon was already hard from the moment she appeared. "The front looks great," he replied, "turn around so I can see the full view." On her bare feet, she spun slowly to let Brandon take in the sight of her full body barely contained in her garments. "I think it looks perfect babe."
"Well, it feels a little loose to me... like, here in the back. Could you come here and help me adjust it? I don't want to do it out there in front of everyone."
He surveyed the area and noticed that no one else was occupying the two other dressing rooms and the only other person in store was the clerk who was standing outside talking to the woman running the jewelry booth in front. "I understand, you need your privacy," he said walking slowly inside.
"Who's out there?" Sara whispered.
"No one. It's noon and a school day. The place is empty."
"Good. Then no one will mind if we take up this dressing room for a little longer than normal." She grabbed his shirt with both hands and began to kiss him fiercely, his hands pulling her close, feeling every curve and line. Without hesitation he pushed her towards the back wall, untied her panties and placed in dick inside of her. She wrapped her arms and legs around his body in hopes of only having one pair of legs showing under the door. In midair, she pressed close to his body, gyrating her hips to get the full fill of Brandon inside her.
Adrenaline rushed throughout Brandon as he watched himself fucking Sara in the mirror in front of him while simultaneously thinking about getting caught... and looking at her ass moving. He moved his hands down to hold her ample bottom tightly, relishing in the fact that it couldn't all fit inside both of his palms.
"You like holding me up that way, baby?" she asked, quiet and short of breath.
"You have no idea. Every part of you is amazing."
She arched her back to sit more upright, then slid down an inch, shooting a wave a pleasure out to the both of them, moaning almost loud enough to make the store clerk notice. "You aren't bad yourself," she told him. Brandon then fell to the floor slowly, no longer caring about being caught. Sara took advantage by riding him, feet flat on the ground and still holding his shirt tight.
"Oh god baby, I'm coming!"
"Shit, so am I."
Both tried to contain themselves as Brandon filled Sara with his heat and she began to writhe from sensation. What felt like an eternity culminated in a minute long orgasm between two best friends. Once it was over, they thought quickly about their location and started to gather themselves, dressing hastily and walking out one at a time, first Brandon, then Sara. The store clerk hadn't noticed as she was still talking to the person running the jewelry booth until they stood at the register waiting to be checked out. She purchased the clothes, both of them laughing like kids at their inside joke. The clerk noticed the pair and stated, "You two sure are a happy couple."
"Oh," they both started before deciding to let Sara finish. "We're just friends."
"Ah...okay," the clerk said in disbelief, "Well, you two at least look cute together. Hope this stuff gets used for the right reasons."
"It's already done wonders."
Outside of the mall, they made their way to their respective cars, sharing a long embrace before taking off. Before long, Sara received the first text.
"I'm already wanting more of you."
"One day, soon =)"
"How about tomorrow?"
"Same time, different place?"
"Yep yep! We'll work out the details then."
"I can't wait. <3"
"Me either. God I love lunch breaks."
This was the new norm. After the party at Liz's 4 months ago, a simple long-brewing history of sexual tension turned into a full-blown affair. "Another day...soon" turned into the very next day, hooking up in an O'Charley's restaurant. Next was their first time in the mall at New York and Company, then a hotel for a weekend, to various places in and around the city. They had realized that once they got the first time out of the way, it became increasingly easy to get together on a regular basis. Apparently they were just nervous before.
The issue of their "true" significant others was still a problem.
Sara returned home to an empty house. With Jake being in the military this was okay for around this time, especially since she smelled faintly of sex and had brand new lingerie that smelled the same. Instead of lengthy explanations, Sara had the luxury of not having to say a word or arouse suspicion. She simply came home, started a load of laundry and took a hot shower. Jake wasn't due home for another 4 ½ hours and when he arrived he would be none the wiser.
Brandon returned to work at his clothing store, Vocal Emotion. Being the owner meant that changing from one sex-soaked outfit to one less pungent was a breeze but questions from employees were always abound...even if not spoken directly. In the past four months Brandon had created a routine of dipping out on his lunch break, coming back clutching lunch and then changing before he exited his office. He kept insisting that he was spilling ketchup on himself but in the two years that the store had been open he had never accomplished this feat before. Truth be told, Brandon was a neat freak, especially when it came to his clothes. Still, he would rather be seen as abruptly clumsy than stepping out on Alicia.
Sara had it a little easier when it came to her status. Despite being engaged for close to eight months, most weren't even aware of her relationship status at all. Men wouldn't ask and she had only a few female colleagues who knew of her history with Brandon and wouldn't think that anything could be happening between them. Plus Jake was more into his video games than outside affairs and had never seen Brandon as a threat.
Alicia on the other hand was different. As much as she loved Brandon she could never fully trust any man and couldn't understand how members of the opposite sex were best friends with no sort of sexual tension between them. She routinely questioned Brandon regarding Sara from small tidbits about their time spent together to any future plans. In their time together she never had a real reason to suspect any foul play but still kept a close watch.
