I hear the expected buzz behind me and take a deep breath as Maja twists my right nipple in her long, capable fingers.
"Ready?" Her voice is hoarse. I spread my legs. I didn't expect that.
Thirty minutes earlier...
"I could kiss you right now," I cry, opening the door as soon as I hear the gentle footsteps of my best friend.
"Why are you so distraught?" Maja slips past me and I can feel the breath of her favorite strawberry and vanilla tea she has been drinking since college.
"It's just a date."
"Not just a date, Mayo. This is my first date in about three years and it will determine the rest of my romantic life in the future. "
"You're funny."
He's right - even I hear hyperbole. But I can also hear love in Maja's voice as she fills the electric kettle I bought just for her when she comes to visit me. Just as always, I marvel at her perfect heart-shaped butt, like a juicy peach covered in spandex.
"Did you practice?"
"Sorry?" I ask, trying to silence the trembling in my voice. Maja turned to look at me with that great attitude of hers, and I felt my face take on the color of cherries. If only there was a way I could put words back in my mouth because this could be really embarrassing.
"Your shoulders," she says. Her eyes run over my upper body as she hands me a cup of hot tea.
"Ohh, those yoga classes we talked about. I guess it works. "
What about me today? Maja saw me when I was nervous and grumpy and stuffing chips in my mouth during menstruation and moaning on the bathroom floor after an unfortunate experience with tequila. She knows me better than anyone, and I seem to suddenly have a tongue tied.
"Wow, you're really tired, huh?" She tripped off my couch before sitting down, tucking her legs under her, just like she did every night in our student room when we were freshmen.
"I have to be," I agree with her statement, sipping a pleasant sip of strawberry and vanilla tea. "Since Sinisa left... uh."
I cringe when I remember how cheeky he took that last box on the way out, and how he would live with that poor girl he'd cheated on me with for the last three months. Not even looking at me, he just said over his shoulder, "See you."
I know I'm better off without him like that but sometimes I still feel empty but more and more horny. That's why the reason for tonight's date with a nice-looking guy, who had no idea about the emotional minefield he was about to enter.
Suddenly I feel soft fingers on my bare knee. "Look at me, Lukeria." Contrary to my better judgment, I obey Maja's silent command.
"SiniΕ‘a is no more," Maja says, then joins me laughing at the unintentional poetry. "Hey, maybe you should embroider it and frame it over the sheet."
I am laughing. "That's a good idea." Now the tips of my fingers like a fin hunger on my knee. I resist the urge to push her hand more towards my crotch, not so much, but here, just so little at least...
Completely pensive, she raised an eyebrow. "Have you tried..."
With a groan, I gently push her hand away and take a sip of tea that cools quickly. "For God's sake, not Mayo. "
She shrugs her muscular shoulders, gracefully up and down lightly which she has perfected by holding classes throughout the days. I can't help myself - I burst out laughing, and she joined me in a giggle.
"Insincere -- actually," I say wiping my eyes.
"But still serious." She looks at me again, but somehow differently, and I thought I knew her look. This one... evaluates me. He's studying me. Is something checking on me? No way.
I roll my eyes. "I know you swear to a self-initiated orgasm ahead of time but we're not all born with a heavenly sex drive."
"Hey, my sex drive was created, not born," she laughed out loud, saving her wobbly cup of tea from tipping over. "But really, Lukeria works. It relieves the tension you obviously got. And you know, put a smile on your face. "Cross your legs and grin at me
"But aren't you tired?" When it comes to sex, I'm more of a stereotypical type than most guys I've dated. I always want to faint after a particularly intense match in bed. And it's not that orgasms are foreign to me - they help me sleep like a baby at least three nights a week.
She shrugs. Her eyebrow rose again into a perfect arch. "What about that vibrator I got you?" Damn it. I look down, straight into her perfectly makeup face, remembering how we cried during the "Long Flu". "Lukeria, you're not telling me anything." I take a deep breath, let out a breath, and mutter.
"Come here to me?" She jumps toward me on the couch, her tits bouncing slightly, curling under a sexy pink sports bra. "I'm afraid of vibrators, do you understand me?"
That raised eyebrow arch is gone. Instead, my best friend looks at me like she was looking at her textbook before she left class and moved on to math.
"Go ahead and laugh as much as you want." I grab our now empty cups and head to the kitchen avoiding her gaze.
"Come on, Lukeria!" He doesn't accept my position as I tossed the cups hard into the sink opening and miraculously they didn't break. I turn around, and she's right there behind me. And now it came back to me: New Year's Eve. Maja modestly asks for a kiss, and I giggle and agreed, both in shiny hats for fun and quite drunk. I agreed, expecting a short groping, a soft squeezing of my breasts.
Instead, her lips met mine and at that moment she knocked me off my feet by the sweetness of Maja's kisses. Her lips were sweet, supple, they acted deftly compared to mine. When she stuck her tongue in my mouth, I accepted it with joy, enjoying her little moan. Her hands started to squeeze my tits when we were interrupted by SiniΕ‘a, half drunk and joking, but really serious to suggest that we have a threesome.
Why are straight men the worst? I wonder if Maja also remembers that last day in the old year.
"How could you even think that I would condemn you for that?" Are you laughing just because you're vulnerable? "
Now our eyes are closed. Her lower lip is trembling like when she is upset and how can I not kiss her as best I can. Strawberry-vanilla surrounds me as if I were in a cloud. I am trapped in the best possible way.
"What scares you about the Magic Wand?" I hesitate to answer. I feel like some kind of baby.
"Tell me," she says. "I mean, you don't have to tell me if you're really embarrassed."
Our chests are almost touching. I want to press her tits so hard on mine. That's how I want her.
I sigh. "Look at something, I know you thought best and it's certainly as popular, but it's so... intense for me. Even at the lowest speed setting I feel like I'm going to burn my clitoris or something. "
He opens his mouth and I raise my hand.