**Author's Note: This is a story I wrote a while ago when I was first starting out. It has been posted on another site under the same user name, and while it has since been edited for posting on here with some few changes, it is still essentially the same text and story as it ever was. I hope you enjoy the read.**
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Becky and I had been friends since we were eight. Inseparable at school, we spent every other weekend at each other's house. So when my father got a promotion to take over a major office in another state, you can imagine how happy we were about that -- not!
I begged my father to let me stay with Becky and her family, but of course that was never going to happen. I was only fourteen at the time and there was no way my parents would allow it. I think I cried constantly for a month after we'd left and I know Becky did the same. We were both losing our best friends. But with the way of things today, we always kept our friendship strong. Keeping in touch by email and phone, talking on messenger and webcam, it was almost like we weren't even apart -- almost.
About a year after I shifted away, Becky told me her parents had split up and were getting divorced. She was shattered of course, and so I finally convinced my parents to let Becky come over for a visit. She came during the September school holidays and it was the best two weeks ever. She told me everything that had happened. Apparently her mother had moved out and Becky was living with her father. Her mum had been having an affair for a year and it had all blown up from there. Becky was a mess, but the time she spent with us helped her out. When it came time for her to go home, I didn't want her to leave and neither did she, but there was nothing to be done about it.
We kept in touch, all through high school and on into uni. We visited each other when we could, usually Becky flew over to my side of the country, enjoying the break she got from her dad and being in the big city. Our lives moved on, boyfriends, new friends, parties, but Becky and I remained constant.
This particular year I felt it was my turn to visit with Becky, to go back and visit my old city, see the old hangouts. Spring with Becky would be just what the doctor ordered I knew, and it would give me a break from my life for a little while too.
We were both nineteen by this time, and Becky was at the airport to pick me up. I left my city at around five in the afternoon and after a four hour flight I arrived in Becky's at about five thirty in the afternoon. That took a little getting used to.
We went straight to her house. She still lived with her dad. Being at uni was expensive, and she only lived a short car trip away so why pay out money for boarding when she didn't have too? Her house hadn't changed much, a few new techy gadgets and a huge LCD tellie, but for the most part it was exactly how I remembered it. It was almost like I was coming home and the memories it brought back were wonderful.
"It's so good to see you again!" Becky babbled happily as she took me to the guest room. "It's been ages!"
"You can say that again. Almost a year and a half since the last time you came over."
"I know, uni's kinda full on ay?"
"Yeah. How's it all going?"
"Pretty good actually. My teachers are fairly happy with my progress and so am I. I'm really enjoying myself. What about you?"
"Oh you know me, just cruising along. Having fun mainly." I said and laughed. "Honestly though, the course I'm doing is freakin' hard, I feel like my brains going to melt down. But hey you get that."
"You'll do fine, you always do." Becky laughed.
"So how's Benjamin?" I teased her, knowing that Becky was a little coy when it came to her new boyfriend.
"He's fine thanks," she said poking her tongue out at me. "Actually he wanted to take us out tonight. You know have a few drinks, see a live band at one of the clubs. You feeling up to that?"
"Hell yeah, just show me where the party is!" I said with a huge grin. "That means I finally get to meet him too."
"Yeah yeah," Becky said laughing, "just remember, paws off, he's mine."
Doing the little actions I said, "Cross my heart, scouts honour, you won't get any trouble from me!"
We both laughed, knowing that we would never do anything like that to each other. Besides I kinda thought that Becky's and my tastes probably differed a great deal. I think Becky liked the nice guys, the ones that weren't too adventurous.
Me though, I liked the bad boys, all the excitement and stuff. It was just a shame that I'd split from my boyfriend not long before I decided to come over for a visit. I missed the action, oh and the sex. It had never rocked my world of course, but it was certainly better than nothing.
Benjamin was set to pick us up at seven, only an hour to get ready damn! Becky went off to her room and I rummaged in my suitcase trying to find something sexy to wear. I settled on a black, split front, halter neck that plunged low between my breasts, which was held together by a diamante clip and a string across my back, and my low slung black jeans. Grabbing a towel I went off to take a shower and tried to hurry. Getting ready in record time was a feat in itself as I felt a little tired after my flight. I was still running on my time and my body clock told me it was nearly ten thirty at night. Generally a night owl, this wouldn't have usually bothered me, but after a hectic day of travel and all that entails, I was feeling it.
Still I made it with time to spare. I was waiting in the lounge room while Becky applied the finishing touches to her makeup. I heard a car pull up in the driveway and looked at my watch. Ten to seven, well he was prompt at least.
"Becky," I called, "I think Ben's here!" I peeked out the window and watched the door of the car open. A guy jumped out, tall and well muscled. Nice! I thought, my eyes flitting over his toned arms and chest. My gaze travelled higher and I took in his features, and blinked. "He's kinda sexy, but a bit older than I thought he was," I called out to Becky again.
Becky came into the lounge with a puzzled look on her face. "What are you talking about?" She came up beside me and peered outside. "Oh you spaz!" She laughed at me.
"What?" I asked defensively.
"That's my dad!" She told me and laughed again.
"What? No way!" I said in surprise. I took another look to make sure my eyes weren't deceiving me. Having been told who he was I finally recognized him. "I don't remember your dad ever looking so..." My voice trailed off, my face flushing a little in embarrassment.
"So, what?" Becky asked grinning at my discomfort.
"Ah, well..." I fumbled. "Well, so good." I looked out the window again and watched him as he bent over to retrieve a bag from the passenger's side of the car, perving on his tight ass, and then as he walked up the foot path. His long legs were well muscled, his thighs bunching as he walked. He had on gym shorts and a semi loose fitting muscle t-shirt, which showed off his massive arms and his broad upper chest. I swallowed, feeling my body's reaction to what I was seeing. I felt my nipples peak and my face flush again and in my head I thought, Oh my!
He reached the door and Becky opened it for him before he had a chance to get his keys out. "Hi Dad!" She greeted him.
"Hi Angel." He said with a big smile. "You look nice, where are you off to tonight?"
"Ben's coming to pick us up in a little while and we're off to the pub."
"Us?" Becky's dad asked slightly confused.
