This is a story I wrote a while ago, while I was still crushing on one of my friends big time. It is a goofy story where I attempted to convince her that we could work. Let's just say in real life distance won. Please vote and comment.
SAbitch
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It was a spur of the moment decision, Kay got home from work that Wednesday night and packed her bag, she put it the trunk and pulled out of her driveway in Roodepoort and headed for the N1 heading to Bloemfontein. With just one phone call and hearing her best friend's voice she knew she just had to see her, without disclosing her plans to Chantal she made that impulsive and immediate decision to go.
It was a four and a half hour drive and Kay only stopped twice to stretch her legs that cramped if she stayed in the same position for too long. At the last stop she refilled her car and went to the bathroom to fix her hair and pull herself straight. She stared into the mirror, she was a good looking woman, even if she ha to say so her self. Her black hair was cut into a mohawk, short at the sides and spiky all the way around her head, her librette had spikes at each end as it curved around her lower lip, her blue eyes had a tinge of hazel around the pupils and her button nose was the tiniest bit skew after it had been broken during a fight in school three years ago. She loved going to the gym so she had a very toned body with muscles visible through her pale blue skinny jeans and her black 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' T-shirt. Her right lower arm was covered in a half sleeve tattoo consisting of fictional creatures like dragons and her upper left arm was covered in another half sleeve consisting of the theme. She gave herself another once over and walked back to her Audi R4, she stretched once and slipped in behind the steering wheel to make the last 100km of the trip.
When she finally reached Bloemfontein it was just before nine at night and she immediately headed to Langhovenpark, the area her friend lived in. When she reached the security gate at her friends complex she dialed Chantal's number, after Kay almost hung up, Chantal answered, "Hey my bol!"
"Hey my poef, listen how much do you trust me?" Kay asked.
"Way too much, why?" Chantal's voice was suspicious.
"Will you do me the favor of opening up the gate then? I sent someone to deliver something to you." Kay kept her voice impartial.
"Okay? I'm opening it now, what did you send?" Chantal felt excitement fill her, Kay was always doing these sweet things for her.
"You'll just have to wait and see." Kay waited as nervousness filled her.
The gate opened and Kay hit the end call button as her car slowly hummed over the rail of the gate. She took a few turns and finally arrived at her friend's apartment, she was waiting outside and when she saw the car she started screaming. Before Kay could out of the car Chantal jumped on her and she fell back against the car. "Slowly, my muscles are in spasm." Kay said jokingly as she laughed at her friend's reaction.
"What are you doing here?" Chantal couldn't believe it, here Kay was and Chantal's heart was beating out of her chest.
"I missed you and decided to drive down." Kay smiled at her, 'God she's beautiful,' Kay thought.
"I'm so fucking happy that you are here," as Chantal said that she pulled Kay in for another bone crushing hug.
"Are you making coffee?" Kay asked as she removed her bag from the car and walked up the few steps to the front door.
"Only because you drove all this way to see me," Chantal held the door open for Kay.
Chantal put the kettle on as Kay carried her bags to the spare room. The apartment looked the same as she remembered it, white walls and off white carpets running through out the apartment, in the living area she had her large flat screen TV with a decent surround sound system and way too many DVDs. The large brown lounge suit called to Kay to just lie down for a while, but she ignored that urge and joined her friend in the kitchen just as Chantal poured the water in the mugs. Chantal couldn't wipe the smile off of her face and it pleased Kay.
She always found Chantal the most beautiful when her full, light tan colored lips curled into a bright smile that reached those mesmerizing dark brown eyes. Kay simply stared at her friend, her long dark brown hair touching her shoulder blades, the cutest button nose than you'll ever see and that athletic body. God, every time Kay looked at that body she just wanted to get her naked. Chantal had full B cup sized breasts that perked high on her chest and her white tank top showed them off perfectly and her toned legs in those blue sandblasted jeans made Kay feel weak. The jeans also accentuated her round and small, but perfect ass.
"Are we going out for a drink? You just have to come with me and shock the shit out of the bitches in this place." Kay admired how much confidence Chantal had in her, always wanting her to show the local lesbos that she didn't fear them.
"Okay, we can go have a drink tonight, but tomorrow night it's just me and you and some DVDs. Deal?"
Chantal almost jumped on top of Kay, "Thank you! Considering that they always want to gossip let's give them something to gossip about."
"I don't live here anymore, I don't care what they have to say. They made life hard enough for me when I lived here, if I didn't have to see them at all I would be happy." Kay said dryly.
"Well I want you to come with me, we won't talk to them, I just want them to see that I am with you." Chantal gave Kay her mug and took a seat next to her.
Chantal always gave off so many mixed signals that Kay never knew how she truly felt about her, they could talk about sex and Kay would joke about she would make Chantal scream after Chantal denied that she was a screamer, the next moment Chantal would put a picture of her and some other girl on her profile. Kay gave up trying to figure it out, Chantal never gave her straight answers in any way.
"Oh, so I'm only a trophy that you get to parade around with?" Kay loved pulling Chantal's leg, because she was so sensitive to how Kay reacted to something she said.
"No. that's not what I meant! I love you, you know that and you're my best friend!"
Kay burst out laughing when Chantal tried to explain, she hit her with a fist on the shoulder and Kay almost fell out of the chair in pain.
"You are a real fucker sometimes, do you realize that?" Chantal said as she pulled her arm back.
"Ouch! You hit way too hard for a femme! Jesus, little less benching!"
"Just because I don't hit like a bitch doesn't mean that I'm going butch!"
She turned on her heel and walked to her room to get ready for the drink, leaving Kay there massaging her shoulder. She downed her coffee in one gulp and walked to the spare room to change and put some deodorant on. She pulled her shirt over her head, kicked her black and red DC sneakers of and pulled down her jeans, she looked in the mirror and admired her latest tattoo. It was a tribal phoenix with musical notes in the wings, this tattoo had special meaning to her, it represented life and death and her beliefs in reincarnation. Like the phoenix, Kay believes that the day she dies she will be reborn from her ashes. Kay liked to admire her body, because she worked so hard to get it in this form and to maintain it.
Her flat stomach bulged where her six pack showed, her v-line ran with perfect lines into her boy short underwear and her legs showed her muscles, even her ass was toned, but no part of her looked manly in any sense. She was simply more toned than the average woman, more or less like the more feminine athletes, she had B cup breasts, not as full as her friends, but clearly visible in her black and lime sports bra. Chantal burst into her room as she unpacked her bag to get her ripped jeans and black tight fitting tank top.
"New tattoo?" she asked as she plopped down on the bed and watched Kay in her underwear.
"Yeah got it about three weeks ago, you know for how long I've wanted it and I finally found someone who did the design perfectly." Kay mused looking at the tattoo.
"It looks good on you." Chantal almost her next thought aloud, 'that body makes the tattoo look good.'
Chantal let her eyes drift freely over her half naked friend, suddenly wondering what it would be like to have that toned body under her tongue, each time she saw Kay, she seemed to get hotter. Kay caught her wandering eyes as she pulled her top over her head.
"Are you gonna keep staring?" Kay eyed her suspiciously.
"I'm not staring, I am simply appreciating the view of my best friend in her underwear." Chantal blushed a little.
