She Wears The Pants (And The Strapon) Chapter 1
It was an unusually warm night in December when Ben staggered home from the bar after a long day at the office. He worked as an editor at a large book company and while things went smoothly most days, today had not been one of those days. What really left him stressed was a phone call he had been on for most of the afternoon with an author suggesting changes that could be made to their book to help it sell better. So far, however, the author was resisting, saying that changing what Ben wanted would change the plot too much and make it hard for the readers to understand what was going on. The author had become so agitated with Ben that they had hung up the phone without resolving the problem with the book and Ben couldn't get them to pick up the phone again. Shortly afterward, his girlfriend Samantha, or Sammy as he called her, called him and let Ben know that her friend Jessica was coming to visit and would be staying the night. He told Sammy he was alright with Jessica staying, but secretly he was furious.
In the early years of their relationship, Ben felt like he was dating both Sammy and Jessica due to them being so inseparable. Most of the time when Sammy and Ben went on dates, she tagged along with them as the third wheel. It always killed the mood for him, even though it made Sammy happy to have Jessica there so he put up with it. He was happy when Sammy and Jessica had started seeing less of each other so there could be more time for just the two of them. Jessica had always seemed like the reserved, sort of prudish type. Secretly, Ben wondered if she had ever had sex before. There was probably no chance that they would have sex while Jessica was staying over, unless Jessica was into voyeurism. The other thing that made Ben mad is the fact that Sammy just assumed he'd be alright with Jessica staying over. She was always doing things like this too! Sammy's selfish decisions dominated their relationship and they were exactly the reason why Ben hadn't married Sammy yet.
She did whatever she wanted so often that Ben felt like sometimes Sammy took him for granted. Did she even realize he wanted his opinion to count? Ben blamed himself for some of it: he should have said something early in their relationship to try and curb her behavior, but he hadn't and now things were out of control. Most other days, he probably would have been fine with her behavior, but tonight Ben just wanted a night with Sammy where they could both relax and he could unwind from a long day at work. Ben tried to put the conversation out of his head and go back to work, but he didn't get much done. By the time 5:00 came around he was more than ready to be done with work and was glad when some of his work buddies suggested he come with them for drinks at the bar.
Ben and his friends started with a round of beers, but it wasn't very long before they were all doing shots of Jameson. Before he knew it, Ben had spent $80 and he could barely stand. When he looked at his phone again he saw it was 10:30 and he had a couple of missed calls from Sammy. He didn't want to go home, but Ben decided it was probably best for him to do so if he wanted to make up with Sammy before they went to sleep for the night. Part of him was still made about Jessica being there, but the alcohol was helping him to feel better about that for the most part.
Back at home Sammy and Jessica were opening a bottle of wine and talking about life after college. Sammy had graduated and became a nurse and Jessica was currently enrolled in law school hoping to become a judge.
"How have you been?" asked Sammy. "It's been three years since I've seen you and my job doesn't really let me have a lot of time off. I've missed you."
"I've missed you too," said Jessica. "We had a lot of fun in college and I don't really get to do that anymore either."
"Life is probably pretty stressful for you with all the studying you must do," remarked Sammy.
"Yeah there's a lot of stress and being up for long hours at night," said Jessica. "Got to make sure I don't let some scumbag get off on a technicality someday. I'd never forgive myself if that happened.
"You'll be a great judge someday, don't you worry about that," said Sammy reassuringly. "You have great character and integrity and you're one of the hardest working people I know."
"Thanks girl, that means a lot," said Jessica.
"You know, even if you screw up, that's why they made wine," said Sammy with a smile.
"Well geez, aren't you such a good friend," said Jessica sarcastically. She felt better though. It was just the kind of response she'd come to expect from Sammy and her friend never failed to help her feel better. "Sometimes I wish you were there to help me," she said. "You always were good at making sure I didn't lose my head and get too overwhelmed with everything."
Why did she say that?
"I just mean I never felt the pressure because I had you to lean on," she added quickly.
Sammy understood the true meaning of the message even as she saw Jessica's face go red, but she decided to test the waters anyway. Discussing old memories tended to bring up the feeling she had experienced with those memories. "Well, that's because I always knew how to push all the right buttons," she replied, resting her hand on Jessica's arm. Sammy could feel Jessica tense up as she slid her hand down to her thigh, but that's all the further she got.
"Looks like I hit one right now," Sammy remarked. "Somebody's awfully tense; have you forgotten how good this feels?"
Jessica was experience a huge internal struggle. Sober Jessica was telling her this was a bad idea, but drunk Jessica was telling her to go for it and drunk Jessica's voice was getting louder by the minute. For now though, she decided to listen to sober Jessica.
"More wine," Jessica shouted as she sprang up off the couch.
No, she hadn't forgotten how good that felt, but Jessica thought it was sinful to feel that way about another girl.
She could feel Sammy's eyes ogling her ass and it made her feel uneasy to have her friend staring at her like that. Jessica wasn't sure how long she would be able to keep her friend at bay. This was exactly how things went in college, and if she was being honest, it made her uncomfortable. If she let it continue, next Sammy would be taking her over to the bed and going down on her or using their favorite toy on her. But not this time... Jessica was raised to be a devout Catholic and her parents had always told her homosexuality was a sin. Now that she was out of college, she wanted to get back in touch with her faith, and that meant repressing feelings she might have acted on before. On the other hand, it felt so
good
when the two of them had gotten together in college. She loved the exploration of each other's bodies and the pleasure she got from Sammy was addicting, but after last time Jessica had decided she wouldn't do that again with Sammy. She had decided she would commit herself to her faith.
But it was so tempting...
Jessica grabbed the bottle of wine and poured until her glass was full. She then tipped it back and drained half of it.
"Sammy, I'm religious now," said Jessica, a hint of guilt in her voice. There was an uncomfortable silence as Jessica felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room.
Looking to move the conversation in a different direction, she asked, "So how are things going with Ben?" she asked, as her face flushed red.
"You know I could just take what I wanted," said Sammy, ignoring her question. "You would like it too," she added derisively. "I remember when that used to be part of the fun for you, when I'd turn you into my little slave.
"If that's what you want, but that wasn't fun for me Sammy," said Jessica in a low voice. "That was your fantasy, and I was just being the friend and playing along with it. I was in it for those moments when we loved each other as equals-that's why I kept coming back. We had this amazing connection and we loved each other like I've never experienced before."
Jessica emptied another glass of wine and refilled her glass. Talking about that was hard and she had hoped to never mention it again, but now that she had told Sammy, maybe she could have some closure.
Sammy felt like a horrible friend. Jessica was like a sister and she had taken advantage of their bond in horrible, disgusting ways. A lot of things in college had pissed her off, and when Sammy was pissed off she often used sex as a stress reliever. At the time she hadn't had a boyfriend, so she turned to Jessica to seek some satisfaction. Most of their sex was consensual, but there were other times where she came back to the dorm and forced herself onto Jessica. She wasn't proud of those moments and frankly she was surprised Jessica was still friends with her after that. Until now, Sammy had always rationalized that Jessica must have enjoyed it; otherwise she
wouldn't
have been friends with her still. Obviously that wasn't the case.
"Why
