[M]y Best [F]riend Part 5: Second Date (Emmy’s Story)

Hey y’all, Emmy here. Steven and I share this throwaway account because sometimes we just need to get off. We encourage each other when it comes to porn/sexy stories, so I thought I’d surprise Steven by writing the next installment. Enjoy!

Steven collapsed on the bed and I curled up beside him. I loved cuddling with him. Some girls like six packs, some like dad bods. I’m the latter.

“If you didn’t want to talk about an us, what did you mean by ‘the future’ last week?”

“Yeah, sorry about my bad phrasing. Your gramma keeps talking about retirement homes, so I had thought if that was the case we could be roommates. I guess that’s a given now, though.”

“Oh no. I can’t believe she wants to leave the house. But she is getting older. Still, it’ll be sad. But of course we’re going to live together.”

Steven got up early the next morning to go to work. He was always picking up work that his coworkers couldn’t do to give them time off and make extra money. I really admired his work ethic.

At 9:30 there was a knock on my door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Catie.”

“And Tabitha.”

“And Bridette.”

I let them in and they wanted to go get breakfast and hear about the date with Joey. Who, by the way, had already texted me several times that morning. The girls were convinced I needed to give him a second chance. That maybe it was just first date awkwardness. I texted Steven and he told me if I truly wasn’t ready to tell them the truth that I should go to keep the peace. I reluctantly agreed to an early dinner as I was on RA duty that night and had to be in the office.

That afternoon I decided not to dress to impress. I put on my favorite loose fitting t-shirt. My brown hair was in a pony tail and I wore no make. The outfit definitely didn’t highlight my curves but still gave me my signature girl next door look.

When I arrived at the restaurant, Joey greeted me with a hug and tried to kiss me. I backed away and we went inside. Again, he repeatedly told me how he was a nice guy and I was so great to give him a second chance.

The worst though was as he commented on my dress and appearance. I tried to explain I was a feminist and didn’t buy into societal standards and this is how I preferred to look.

“There is a feminist on my hall. Never shaves or anything.” He said. “Does she not realize no guy wants to see that. If she doesn’t shave her arm pits you know she doesn’t shave other places and it’s 2019!”

“I think a woman should be comfortable and if she’s happy then that should be what matters.”

“I’m just saying that I’m all for equal rights and pay, but understand that there are limits. I loved what you wore last night. If you’ve got it, flaunt it.”

“I don’t believe that.” I retorted. “That’s why I want to get a breast reduction. Maybe guys will see more than a body. That and back pain. But jeans allow me to only shave my legs when I feel like it. And when you have dark hair and pale skin, it’s a lot of work.”

“We can work out these details later.”

It continued in that vain. Even our waitress could tell how miserable I was. When I finally got out of there, I immediately called Steven to meet me and hang out with me in the office. I changed into a skirt and got settled into the office, waiting for the coast to be clear for Steven to sneak in.

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Steven hid under the desk so he wouldn’t be seen. I told him how bad the dinner was and could tell it angered him that I was talked to that way. His arms were on my legs.

“That’s just another reason to get a breast reduction. But on the other hand…you stare at my body with wonder like it’s the first time. And it makes me want to keep them.”

Steven kissed my thigh. “I keep telling you. Your body, your choice. I’d still do you.” He said to me teasingly, then continued to kiss closer to my pussy.

As he pulled on my panties I lifted my hips. The thought of him that close and the way he looked at my body was turning me on. Steven ran his hands through my pubes, he kissed my clit and began licking. It felt amazing. I threw my head back. As he licked I would squeeze his head with my thighs as any of the girls (all girls dorm) came by. Every time I got close he would have to stop and it was driving me crazy.

Finally, when my time in the office was almost over, Steven began fingering me and sent me over the edge. I had to bite on my arm to keep from screaming.

Quickly, I grabbed my things and we headed to my room. I had Steven undressed in record time and got on my knees. I took his dick in my hand and stroked while kissing the tip. He responded well with moans so I put the head in my mouth and licked while stroking. I know he hated how small he was, but I had no problem making it work.

I removed my hand and used only my mouth. Licking and sucking his dick. Slowly going deeper until I managed to get all of him for the first time. It didn’t take long until I felt him tensing. I let him cum in my mouth for the first time. I swallowed what I could but the rest dribbled onto my tits.

The next morning, I accompanied him home to gramma’s so we could tell her the news. She was thrilled but confused.

“I thought it had happened already and y’all split up. When you guys stayed after Sammy died, you forgot to shut the door all the way and Titus (her cat) pushed the door open and I saw you two in bed together.”

We were silent.

“Oh, well, never mind that. I’m so happy. I just wish Sammy were here. He would be thrilled. But it makes my decision easier.”

“What decision?”

“To move to the retirement home. I want you guys to live here. I know you won’t do it for free, so how about $500 a month?”

“Gramma, that’s nothing!” Steven said.

“The house is long paid for. Consider it a gift to start your relationship. Do your parents know?”

“Not yet.” I said. “We’ll tell them next weekend.”

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