8 comments/ 15235 views/ 8 favorites Best Friends Girl Ch. 02 By: Shadowforce1 It had been just over six months now, since Chris walked out. I would like to say it was for the best and we had worked things out but that would be a lie. Chris had moved back to Florida, he moved in with his mom for a while but then he found a new girl and moved out with her. Roxy his ex girlfriend moved out of the apartment two weeks after Chris had left. I saw her now and then, she worked at the rock place we had all went out to for dinner. It seems like yesterday we were all together in this apartment. But that's how memories are right? We can remember things that happened years ago, just as vivid and just as strong as if they happened just moments ago. I blamed myself a lot for Chris leaving, if I hadn't talked to him about setting himself straight maybe he would of stayed and maybe our friendship wouldn't have fallen apart. But that's a lot of maybe's and I have to deal with the present. My job at the firm had gotten a lot better, so much in fact that I am able to afford to move out and get a better apartment for myself. Maybe this is for the better a fresh start, there it is again that word, maybe. I know there are a few things I must do before I leave though. One of which is to return some of Roxy's things. She had left in such a hurry that she left a lot of stuff. Some of which was Chris's but I could ship those down to him. I could just leave a note at her workplace to come by and pick them up. I know she still has the key, she comes by when she knows I am not home so she can pick up any mail that hasn't been forwarded to her new address yet, but that's about it. No its better to do it in person, leaving a note would probably be as bad as Chris leaving her with just a note for a goodbye. I picked up the large bag holding the two boxes in it and walked out the door. It was not that long of a walk to her workplace. She should be working it's a Friday night. Slowly I walked down the streets of New York thinking of things I can say, trying to play out the conversation in my head. Before I knew it I was outside of her workplace. Taking a big sigh and shaking my head of any negative thoughts of how this will go down. I walked inside, as usual the girl by the door took my coat and pointed me to a chair or sofa that wasn't taken. I pointed to a chair and table by the window and walked towards it. I scanned the area, no sign of her yet. Taking a seat I saw the band making their final test of the equipment. Hearing local rock talent is quite amusing, you can see their fears, their thoughts and hopes in their eyes. I saw her coming out of the kitchen area. She had not spotted me yet maybe I could get out before she noticed me. I pushed the thought out of my head and stayed where I was. She looked my way and for a second she has the deer in headlights look. I fear for a second she will go back into the kitchen and have someone else wait on me. But then she moves towards me. "Hey." I say as she sits in the chair opposite me. "Hey." she replies, her long red hair still as radiant as the first day I saw her. Her eyes not as bright, she was not smiling. "I came to drop off a few things that you had left." I said breaking the silence. I pushed the bag over to her to which she took a quick glance inside and smiled. "Oh thanks, I meant to come by and get them but.. you know." she replied which I knew meant she was waiting for the right time. "Yeah I figured as much. But I didn't want to just leave them behind." I began to say before I realized what I was saying. "Your moving?" she asked with a very surprised look on her face. "Yeah, I'm getting a bigger place closer to my job. Its in Manhattan." I said trying not to sound like a total asshole. "Ah making that big money now huh?" she said with a smile. "You can say that." I replied looking at the band as they introduced themselves to the crowd. "Well I wish you luck." she said as she began to stand. "Hope we can stay in touch." I said knowing what everyone knows. No one really stays in touch slowly the communication slows at first then it just stops. "Yeah of course." she says with a smile and her head cocked to the side. She begins to turn away. "Wait." I said shaking my head. She looks back. "Not like this ok?" I say pointing to the chair. She takes a sigh and sits back down. "Not going to do this again, I have done it way too many times." I said shaking my head. "I know so have I." she said sitting back crossing her arms under her huge chest. Her black shirt did nothing to hide them. We sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity. "I am not keeping you from working am I?" I asked finally. "No I just clocked out, waiting on Charlie, to get off so he can drive me home." she said pointing to one of the guys working the soundboard by the stage. "Ah. I Thought you lived a few blocks from here?" I asked knowing the answer already. In fact she did live just a few blocks away. But it was in a bad neighborhood. It wasn't the worst but definitely not the type you wanted to be walking in alone. "Yeah." she hesitated. "You want to walk with me?" she asked. I was actually surprised, it wasn't what I expected. "Sure." I said I had grown accustom the streets of New York. I always thought of it like this, every state has its natural disasters. Florida had its Hurricanes, California had earthquakes and New York had its high crime. Once you thought of it like that, it was almost comforting. We began to walk out and the conversation picked up. She told me about living with her roommate, who she hated but the rent was cheap, she stated how much she hated the fact that the roommate was almost like a low budget prostitute always having different guys every night, they bought her stuff and she slept with them. I talked about my job and how I was being promoted again. I had already seen the two men approaching us from behind and knew that one of them had a gun. But I had not made any sign to her. She gave me a nudge as she had acknowledge them as well. We kept talking as I rounded the up coming corner. I turned around very sharply as they came around I quickly turned and flipped the tables. "Hi!" I said grabbing the one closest to me and shoved him into the wall. The other pulled out the gun. I smiled. "your friend here, should talk a bit quieter." I launched myself at him shoving the gun out of his hand. "It's not loaded." I said to him. "But this is." the other one had quickly grabbed Roxy and held a knife to her. But she grabbed his wrist and span it, just like most women in violent cities she had taken self defense classes. He let the knife go and they both ran away. I stood there shaking, my heart was beating a mile a minute. Roxy did not look any better. Kicking the gun down a sewer, I grabbed her hand and ran for it. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." I said as we reached a bar that was still open. She nodded and walked inside. "No you shouldn't have." she said sitting in the nearest seat. I could see she was visibly shaken. It had become instinct. Every time I had been mugged, I always fought it, I had gotten stabbed once and shot at twice. But I still did it. "Chris told me about the first time." she said as the waitress came by, we ordered two drinks mainly just to take the edge off. Chris and I had not been in New York more than a week before we were mugged at gun point. We gave up all our money and whatever else we had of value on us. I never forgot that feeling of being helpless and lost after it had happened. I swore that night I rather be dead then feel like that again. "Yeah still bugs me to this day." I replied. She nodded. "I understand." she said with a smile. "But next time give me a heads up?" we both laughed. The drinks came and we both began to relax a little. "So how is he doing?" she asked putting her beer down. I knew this was coming. "Good." I said trying not to answer fully. "Moved out of his mom's" I said nodding my head. "Found a girl then huh?" she asked. She knew Chris very well. He would never live on his own. I looked up at her. "Take that as a yes." she half smiled. "Good for him." she said looking up at one of the many TV's that were showing sports. "Well lets get you home." I said taking out my phone. I called the local police station. "Hi. I just heard some shots fired down the block, and heard screeching tires." I said. Roxy smiled as I was putting on a different voice. I was trying my best to sound like Chris, who had always did this when he wanted to go somewhere. I gave the address for a random street corner. They never actually looked into it. They would just would send a patrol car around the block, if they spotted something worth investigating then more would show up. We sat talking about other things that came up, particular her not getting enough hours at work to pay her half of the rent. And a guy she dated that dumped her after finding out that she didn't give blow jobs. It was one of her things, I never asked why or cared. Soon we saw the patrol car make its way past the bar. "That's our Que" she said as we hurried out the door. As if most of the people in the bar heard us, a lot of people left the money on the table and hurried out the door. Any thieves or muggers for at least four blocks would have seen the car and cleared out for at least a half hour or more. "We can't get to my place, without going back." she said looking back the way we came. Chances were the two had seen where we were heading and were waiting for payback with friends. "My place?" I asked. She nodded. We hurriedly walked the other way towards my place. Which was a longer walk but much safer. As we got close to the door she reached into her pocket and took out the keys. "Instinct." she said smiling as she opened the door. Walking in she saw most of the boxes lining the floor. "Sorry for the mess." I said as she stepped over boxes. "You said you were moving." she shrugged, as she went into the kitchen. Her phone rang. "Yeah I am ok." she said turning away from me and heading upstairs. "Staying at a friends house till the morning." I heard her say before I heard the door close. It felt good having her here. I turned the kitchen light off and went into my room. I heard her walking around then the shower turned on. Shortly after there was a knock on my bedroom door. "Its open." I said. She opened it and turned the light on. I sat up in bed. "What's up?" she was standing in the door way. With one of my long shirts on and seemed like nothing else. "In the morning is it alright if Charlie picks me up? It will be early. Don't want to wake you." she said. "No. I mean yeah sure no bother, I usually wake up early anyway." I said trying not to think of what was under that shirt. "Thanks." she said as she closed the door. I would lie and say I didn't think about her for the rest of the night, but I won't. Truth is I did not sleep much. Knowing she was alone and only a few feet away, made me think of a lot things, but none of which I acted on. When I heard the front door close, I knew she was gone and it was only then I actually got some sleep. Not a lot though, I went around doing my usual routine, and before long the night events were just a memory. Work was the usual drag, even though I was moving up the corporate ladder as they would say. It was still a drag. Full of people that I hated, others I tolerated and only a few that I actually got along with. As I looked over some sketches for the next cycle of soda ads, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I picked it up thinking it was one of my co workers asking where we were going for lunch. I was surprised to see a text message from Roxy. "What do you think?" it said. I scrolled down to the picture. I almost fell out of my chair. She was wearing a black and red mini dress, with the chest cut out just enough to show her ample cleavage. To say it was form fitting was an understatement. "Wow very nice." was my only reply that I thought would not make me sound to interested. "Going out clubbing tonight. With Charlie and a few friends. First time I have been out in a long time. Thought I would buy something new." was her reply. "Well that should turn a few heads lol." I replied. Looking over the picture again. "Thanks. You should come." she sent back. I hated clubbing more than I hated watching TV. "Nah. You guys have fun." I replied. I wasn't going to make up a lie to get out of it. "You owe me for last night. Your coming. Be ready by 10." she said but before I could reply. "End of conversation!" she sent. I put the phone down. How could I argue? I did owe her for putting her in that situation as well as other things. I sighed and thought of things I could wear. Did I mention I hated clubs? The rest of the day went by fast after that. All I could think of was, what to wear? Who was going? How long did I have to go for? It was moments to 10 when I finally decided on a black shirt that was very tight. I wasn't one of those guys that put those shirts on and had their stomach sticking out. I actually looked good. And black jeans, with black sneakers. Looking in the mirror one more time. I thought I looked pretty damn good. There was a knock on the door, looking over at the time. I realized I had spent more time getting dressed than any guy should. Looking over at my bed there were clothes, that I had tried on and didn't like how they looked spread all over it. I quickly scooped them all up in both hands opened the walk in closet and threw them in. Looking around again making sure there was no other sign that I had been a nervous wreck for the past four hours, satisfied I ran down stairs. "Hey was beginning to think you were not going to answer." Roxy said. She was wearing the mini dress, the skirt part stopped just about mid thigh, the red stripe ran down the both sides of the black dress. But she was wearing a black blazer over the top but I knew there was a keyhole shaped opening right at chest level. Part of me wished she would keep that blazer on all night, another part wanted to see what was under it. "Nah was trying to get a few more kills in, on the game." I said lying through my teeth. "Ah." she said as she walked towards a green sports car. "Charlie is waiting for us." she said. As I turned and locked up. "Fun." I said as I walked towards the car. She opened the door and got into the back seat. I took a quick glance at her thighs as she Pulled the passenger seat back. Then I got into the front. "Hey whats up?" Charlie said from the driver's seat. I recognized him from her workplace. Small frame, brown hair, bright blonde highlights. She must have a thing for blonde guys, I thought to myself. "Hey." I replied as we pulled away. There was another guy in the back seat but didn't get his name over the roaring engine. I had no idea why Charlie was trying to show off, nearly every intersection we had to stop for lights anyway. It was New York hardly anyone bought sport cars. Finally we got to the club and we stepped out. Charlie had them valet park his precious gas guzzler. As we walked in I notice he began talking to the guy from the backseat, they both laughed and giggled. "Relax." Roxy said from beside me as we entered the club. "I am." I replied. No I wasn't. Already I was getting the stares from the bouncer as well as other guys inside the club. We all know the stares. The who is he, why is he wearing that. Does he think he is tough or something. Yeah those stares. We found a place to sit that had a good view of the dance floor. It was a nice club I had to admit the bar was lit with bright neon colors, the dance floor was huge and the upstairs level, had a view of everything. The music was loud but it was supposed to be, they didn't want you sitting and talking they wanted you drinking and dancing. Charlie and the other guy joined us shortly. Then two other ladies joined us. I barely heard the conversation but from what I gathered they were friends from the same work place. When they introduced me I lightly shook their hands and smiled. "Do you dance?" one of the ladies asked. I knew this question was coming and I had practiced the reply countless times. "He is a great dancer!" Roxy shouted back. Before I could reply. "Great!" the lady replied taking my hand before I could interject. I shot Roxy a killer stare as we walked towards the dance floor. She was half right. I was good at dancing not great but I could hold my own. Before long I was getting into the groove on the floor and having a great time. The music was just as I liked it loud with heavy beats with some mixing thrown in. We began to walk back to our spot as we had gotten thirsty. Roxy and Charlie were gone and so was the other guy. I made sure to remind myself the next time he came back, I would get his name. The lady I danced with was Corrine, she had a nice ass, which I knew was nice cause it had been rubbing up on me for the last half hour. Long black hair and a cute face. Her husband was working a night shift, so she was taking this time to enjoy herself. I looked over at the dance floor and saw Charlie and Roxy dancing, I had never seen her dance and was amazed, literally, I was staring. She knew how to work her body. "Wow!" the other lady said. Her name was Yessica she was Latin and had no boyfriend or husband. But from the attitude I heard earlier. It was no wonder she was single. The world revolved around her and she wanted everyone to know it. "White girl has some moves." she said. "Can say that again." Corrine said. I was glad I wasn't only one staring. No wonder Chris had a hard time in the bed room. I began to think. "Poor charlie." I said. The two women looked at me. "Why?" Corrine asked. "Looks like he bit off more than he can chew." I said as I saw Roxy grinding her firm ass against him. They both still looked at me puzzled. "What?" I asked. "You do know Charlie is gay right?" Yessica said it was more telling me than asking me. I looked over at Corrine. Who nodded. "Could of fooled me." I said. The guy had moves of his own. Glad my gaydar didn't work, because I would of sworn from the looks and the way he was dancing he was as straight as an arrow. "Paul is his boyfriend or husband. However you want to think of it." Yessica said frowning. A guy came up to her and asked her to dance and she walked away. "Don't mind her." Corrine said. "She acts tough but she is all talk." she laughed. Charlie and Roxy came back to the table. "Here you guys are, we were looking for you out there." Charlie said. Ok now I can tell. Get a few drinks in him and the speech comes out. I laughed and Corrine hit my leg, she shot me a glance. I stopped right away. "Come on." Roxy said as her song came on. I recognized it right away. She played the hell out of it everyday when she lived with me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. She took her blazer off and threw it at Charlie. I instantly stole a glance at her deep cleavage. "Try to keep up." she smiled back at me. "Do I look like Charlie?" I laughed. We began to dance close with her facing me. I tried not to focus on her chest but it was hard, she lifted one leg and wrapped it around me and fell backwards. I reached forward and grabbed her neck and pulled her back up. She laughed as she slowly span around grinding back on me, I grabbed her waist as she bent over. Damn this was a nice view but I quickly kept my concentration and bumped her forward with my hips she smiled and walked away. Shaking her ass with her hands on her hips. She ran her fingers through her hair biting her lip motioning for me to come closer to her, as I got closer she wrapped both arms around my head and neck, swinging her hips back and forth. She slowly turned facing away from me, her ass rubbing close to my crotch. I suddenly felt another pair of hands around my waist and another body close to mine. Slightly turning I saw Corrine had joined us. The two women danced with me for over an hour, I felt sandwiched between them but I was not complaining. I felt parts of both of them that any man in the building wished they could. After the DJ announced that it was going to be the last song before he was going to do a set of slow songs. We stopped and walked back to the table. I took the chance to go to the bathroom. I opened one of the stalls looking in the mirror, my shirt was soaked as well as my face. I had done my best to keep up with both and it showed. I began to wash my face when I heard some other guys come into the bathroom. Best Friends Girl Ch. 02 "Did you see that guy with those two white girls?" one of them asked. I smiled unless there were more than one guy dancing with two women, they were talking about me. "Yeah the red head with the rack had some moves. Poor guy was lost." the other said. I sure as hell was not lost. Would like to see them keep up. "That other one was all ass. I would like to get behind that her for sure." the first one said. I shook my head. Throwing some paper towels into the trash and flushing the toilet just because. I opened the stall and stepped out. The both of them looked at me as they were washing their hands. I smiled and shook my head and walked out of the bathroom. I am sure they said more after I left. As I walked over to our table, I noticed there were a few guys by our table talking to Roxy and Corrine. I smiled but slowly walked over till I realized these were people that worked for the club. "Well think about the offer and get back to us." one of the men said as I got close. "Hey" he said as I walked by him. "If you can get him to join you guys that would be awesome." he said pushing two thumbs up. Roxy nodded. "What was that about?" I asked looking around for the others. "Tell you on the way." she said as we walked out of the club. We got into Corrine's car and drove over to a diner. Seemed as they had both got job offers to work at the club as dancer's. As we entered the diner we spotted the others in a corner booth. "You guys should definitely take the offer." I said as we sat down. "Take what offer?" Charlie asked. Soon the conversation was in full swing. But it started to die down as soon as Yessica showed up. "What's going on fools." she said sitting herself down. She injected herself into the conversation. But had nothing positive to say at all. "Your a good dancer, but you don't have any good clothes to wear. Except for that one." she said pointing to the one Roxy was wearing. "And that took you two paychecks to get." she looked at Corrine. "Your lucky your man let you out tonight, I am sure he wouldn't let you out every weekend to dance." she said taking some of Charlie's fries. This made everyone silent. "What? Y'all can't handle honesty?" she said shrugging. "Honesty is one thing. Being unrealistic is another." I said. To which Roxy hit me with her elbow. It took me one night to notice no one stood up to this bitch. Yessica looked at me with a stare that could kill. "The reason you don't want them to take the job is because they would rain on your spotlight. Only one guy came up to you tonight. I am guessing that pissed you off, that's why your late. To go take a breather. Now you want to tear them down to make you feel better." I said. To which others smirked. Yessica stood up. "I don't have to take this." she said walking out. "You should not have done that." Corrine said. "She had it coming" Charlie said. To which they agreed. "I better go." Corrine said. She was visibly displeased at the whole situation. Charlie and his boyfriend looked like they wanted to go as well. "We can get a cab." I said not trying to keep them away from whatever they wanted to do. As if I had rang the lunch bell they took off. Roxy looked at me. "What?" I asked. "You know what." she said shaking her head. I waved the waitress over and paid the bill. "Sometimes you have to put a filter on that brain of yours." she said as we began to walk out of the diner. "Did I tell a lie?" I asked. "No but some people can't handle the truth. Well the blatant truth." she said as we waited outside. The waitress had called a cab for us. "This is going to be a fun week." she said shaking her head. She was visibly cold. "Here" I said taking off my jacket and wrapping it around her. "Thanks." she said "But you will be cold too." she pulled me close and wrapped her arms around me placing her head on my chest. "Just don't do that again, I have to live with her. Ok?" she looked up at me. "Well maybe it will be the last time I will see her." I smiled. We both laughed as the cab pulled in. I opened the door for her and climbed in after her. "Well you can stay in your old room tonight. It will give her time to calm down." I said as we settled in the back of the cab. She nodded it was just as cold inside as it was outside. I told the driver where to go and paid half the fare upfront as it was the right thing to do. I opened the door to the apartment and waved the cab driver good bye. It was nice of him to watch us get into the apartment but with the large tip I gave him, I am sure he thought it was only right. She quickly walked over to the heating unit and dialed it up. "Sheesh its like a morgue in here." she said shivering. "You just don't like the cold." I said as we sat in the small kitchen. She got up and took the jacket off as well as her small blazer revealing the key hole cut in her dress. I had seen it most of the night but now in the light, her cleavage was just too much. "Well I guess I will call it a night." I said pretending to yawn and stretch. She slammed the cup down on the table. "How do you do that!" she said out loud. "What?" I asked sitting back down. Something told me the red head was going to explode again. "You can tell people off, and say your just being honest. But you can't sit here with me and be honest to yourself." she said staring right at me. I tried my best to look at her, but I couldn't even though she was no longer my friends girl there was just no way I could look at her. Knowing I was the one that had caused their separation. "I can but..." I began to say. "Don't even, your just going to bend the truth just enough to make me feel good." she said shaking her head. She grabbed a chair and pulled it close so that we were face to face. "You want honesty?" she said looking me straight in the eyes. "You know the real reason why I left?" she shook her head and smiled. "I fought myself to feel angry, upset or even depressed for Chris leaving. I even tried to feel guilty for what I did with you. But I couldn't." she said sitting back in her chair and threw her hands up. "I actually felt happy it was over. Chris and I never really clicked, sure we had fun. But never really clicked and as far as what I did with you." she said leaning forward. "I was going to tell him. I was going to tell him what I did and that I have wanted to do that and more since I met you." she shaking her head. "There there is your honesty." she said pushing the chair back and standing up. "At least one of us can be honest with our selves." she said walking out of the kitchen. I don't know what came over me but I quickly stood up grabbed her hand and turned her around and kissed her. She began to kiss me back as we slammed into the wall of the kitchen. "About time!" she said as we parted. "Shut up." I smiled as we began to kiss again. With her back against the wall she lifted her leg and wrapped it around. I quickly grabbed it with one hand and began to stroke her thighs under the skirt. She began to moan softly as I bit her neck and kissed her. Her leg dropped as I rubbed and squeezed her ass. "They are up here." she said grabbing my hand and putting it on her chest. I have big hands but they seemed small compared to her large chest. I quickly scooped her up, both her legs wrapped around me as I carried her upstairs. Lightly kicking my bedroom door open. I planted her down on the bed. "Such force!" she said looking up at me as I climbed on top of her. "I like it!" she said smiling. I smiled back as I kissed down her body lightly lifting her skirt up. "Zipper!" she said before I began to rip it off her tight dress outfit. I reached up and pulled the zipper down as the outfit peeled off her. Revealing a strapless black bra and matching thong. "Damn!" I said looking at her nice body. Her stomach was nice and tight, her long thighs went down to wonderful legs and feet. But her chest breathed up and down with those huge breasts heaving with it. I laid down between her legs, pushing her legs apart. Slowly I slid a finger into her. She moaned softly as she felt my breath on her. I pushed my tongue inside her joining my finger, working it all around. Her moans got louder, sliding another finger into her drove the moans louder as her body began to move and grind down on my tongue and face. I was getting turned on by her noises so I kept going deeper and faster working on her clit with my tongue. This was beginning to drive her crazy as her hands grabbed the sheets and pull on them. I worked her warm pussy more with my tongue. Her body arched as an orgasm erupted inside her. She began to push her boobs together and sucked on the nipples. "Don't stop!" she screamed as I continued. I gripped her hips with my arms. "Omg right there!" she said as she grabbed my head with both hands pushing my head into her. I had no intention on stopping. "Fuck" she squealed as her body arched again for the second time. "Ok enough enough" she said pushing me back with her feet. "Fuck me now!" she ordered. I took off my shirt and jeans in a quick second. My rock hard dick poked through my boxers. "mm mm" she moaned looking at it. I pulled them off. I slid back between her legs she looked at me as she sucked on a nipple again with teasing eyes. "Put it in me big boy!" she smiled. I nodded as I put my dick at the entrance of her and slowly moved forward. Her mouth instantly went into an O as I slid inch by inch into her. "Ok stop right there." she said. I was barely half way into her. But I remembered what she worked with before and slowly started going back and forth working more into her slowly. "Fuck that feels good!" I said. I wasn't lying either. Her pussy was hot and tight. Tighter than most of the women I had been with. I leaned back grabbing both her legs and splitting them wide apart as I slowly rocked back and forth into her watching my black dick go in and out of her was making me harder. "Like what you see!" she said breathing heavily. I nodded as I kept looking. She was taking more of me and she was loving it. "Go faster." she said as she held both of her tits up to her mouth. "Fuck yeah suck on them big tits." I said looking at her. I pushed forward holding my self over her body. Looking down at her. She kept her legs wide as I fucked her deeper now she was taking me all the way in. The sound of my balls slapping against her filled the room. "Fuck yeah take it all." I said pushing deeper with each thrust. She pulled me down on top of her wrapping her legs around. I kept thrusting up in her back and forth. The poor bed squeaked and grinded under us. "Your so fucking deep." she said into my ears. Her legs locked behind me as she squeezed them closer pushing me deeper into her. I felt her body quiver again and her mouth made an inaudible scream. She was orgasming again. I wrapped my arms under her and grabbed her shoulders and began pulling them down on each up thrust. Her eyes popped open. I pushed my self up off her breaking free of her leg lock on me. I wanted to fuck her harder than anyone ever had or would. Grabbing both legs I put them together and pushed them forward over her head so they nearly touched the back board. "Oh god!" she screamed as I fucked down onto her. She held her own legs looking up at me with tears in her eyes. "Fuck me fuck me!" She was now soaking the bed. I fucked down harder and harder. I was on the verge of cumming. But I wanted to fuck her so much more. "'I'm Cumming!" I said giving in finally. She let her legs go. "Cum on my tits!" she said. I quickly pulled out and straddled her as I came. The first blast shot her straight in the face the others landed on her tits as she pushed them together. When I finished she began to lick her tits clean. I fell to the side of her breathing heavy she turned and leaned on to me giving me a big kiss. "I take that as a compliment." I smiled. "You better!" she slapped me lightly laying her head on my chest. "I can't feel my lower body" she said. She grabbed my arm and rolled over on her side. She held my hand on one of her large tits. We fell asleep like this. The morning came quickly. I woke up on my back. She was laying on her stomach her red hair all over the place. I smiled remembering what happened that night. Feeling me stirring she opened her eyes. "Morning." she said. "Morning." I said as I began to get up. "Where are you going?" she asked. "The gym. I am kinda late." I smiled. She shook her head. Pulling me back to bed. We kissed deeply, her hands wondered down my chest. She wrapped her hand around my hardening dick. "mmm." she moaned as she kissed my chest, slowly working her way down. Her head disappeared under the covers. Then I felt her mouth wrap around my dick. I couldn't believe she was going to do this. She had never done it with Chris, I heard him complain nearly daily about it. But the covers began to go up and down right where her head was. "Fuck that feels good!" I said as she began to go faster. By no means was she the best I ever had but the feeling of her doing it, was more than the actual act. She stopped and came up. "I'm sorry." she said shaking her head. "I can't, I want to..." she began to say. "It's ok." I said smiling at her. She shook her head. Then told me why she didn't like doing it. Seemed like the first time she ever tried it was in high school with a college guy. He did not like how she was doing it so basically grabbed the back of her head and skull fucked her till he came down her throat. Then left her the day after. "First that would never happen to you again." I said holding her close. "Second you don't have to do anything you don't have to." she smiled and nodded. "But there is something I like to do and I am very good at." she said sliding herself out of bed. She left the room but patted the end of the bed before she left. I sat at the end of the bed as she came back she had some baby oil lotion in her hands and was rubbing it into her tits. Instantly my dick hardened to full upright position. She sat on her knee's between my legs, grabbing both tits and wrapping it around my dick. Instantly it felt great. She began bouncing them up and down. "How does that feel?" she asked as she bounced them faster. Words did not escape my mouth. I could barely keep myself upright. "Oh fuck I am going to cum" I couldn't believe it. I tried to hold it back but it was already too late. She held them both tight around me as I shot up through them. "Well I take that as you being satisfied?" she laughed. I nodded my head as we lay back on the bed. There was a loud thump downstairs. We both looked at each other. I quickly put some clothes on and headed down. As I turned the corner I felt a sharp pain across my face, I stumbled backwards. "Hi Chris." I said shaking the feeling off. Chris stood in the doorway to the kitchen his fist clenched. He came at me again but this time I grabbed him and planted him face first into the wall. Holding him there. "First one was a freebie." I said letting him go. "You try it again and I will hurt you I promise." He looked back at me. Chris was a smart person even when anger took over him. He knew I was a better fighter than he was. "How?" he said shaking his head. Roxy came down the stairs as she saw Chris she shook her head. "You don't get to ask how!" she said walking straight past me. "How, why and all the other questions, you have to ask, left when you walked out that door." she said pointing to the door. Chris nodded. "I understand you, I understand why you did this to me." he said to her. "But you!" he said pointing to me. "We were friends, brothers even! And you slept with her the moment I was gone." he shouted. I could not look him in the face he was right. "If the roles were reversed you would whoop my ass all over this apartment. And I would let you. Because brothers don't do that!" he said as he walked out the door. I fell backwards on the stairs sitting down. He was totally right, if the roles were reversed I would be pissed. "His wrong you know." Roxy said sitting beside me. I looked up at her. "A brother would not walk out and leave without a word. He stopped being your friend and brother the moment he started thinking about himself." she said holding her hand out. I slowly stood up. "Doesn't make it feel right." I said back to her. "I know." she said as she hugged me. "I know." Best Friends Girl Ch. 03 Chris sat on the floor, just outside the door of his new job. He flicked the cigarette into the far corner of the parking lot, took a deep breath then went back inside. The mail room was as busy as he had left. "Finally back from your break huh?" his boss shouted at him. Chris hated him. He wanted to punch him in the face everyday. "Nope, just came in to make sure you had not eaten everybody." Chris said under his breath. "What was that wise ass?" the boss said turning around. Chris nearly repeated it, but Martin had got him this job and he needed it. "Nothing." Chris muttered. "Good. Now take load twenty, up to the legal department." he said pointing to one of the large carts. "What?" Chris said. The cart was over filled with bags of mail, ranging from small to extra large. "My time is up at five, it will take me till seven to get through all that." Chris said. "Last time I checked you said you needed the extra hours?" the boss said. "Anybody need..." he began to say to the rest of the room. "I'll do it." Chris muttered. He grabbed the cart and began to push it towards the elevator. He looked back at his fat boss and gave him the finger as the door closed. He began to think of how things got the way they were. It had been his fault of course. He had always been the root of most of the problems. He had a knack for messing things up. It was he who had gotten into a fight with a bunch of older kids, that was how he had met Martin, Martin had bailed him out of more jams than he could count. Even after he had treated him, he was still looking out for him. After the incident at the apartment, Martin had come to him and tried to square things up. It had taken three weeks, but after his own mother would not take him back, he realized he was stuck here in New York. Martin gave him the keys to the apartment, told him he could live there rent free. Maybe he had felt guilty for taking Chris's girlfriend away, but it was something Chris was not expecting. Now Roxy and Martin lived together in some high rise apartment. As the door to the elevator opened, he walked out and began handing the mail out to the people in their office's. Martin had not just stopped there, he had also given a good word to his work place, and that was how he got this job. Chris remembered it was here, that Martin had started. Working in the mail room. Now he was upstairs with the big wigs. So if Martin could do it, so could he. Well if he did not mess it up. He already was on bad terms with the boss, as well as many other people. "Hey!" someone shouted. "Mail boy!" a voice shouted. Chris turned round. One of the office people, handed him a large box. "This needs to go out tomorrow, first thing." he said. He was back in his office closing the door, before Chris could say anything. "Don't pay any attention to them." a female voice said. "Hey Andrea." Chris said. He looked back at the elevator. Andrea was one of the other mail runners. "I just finished my load, heard you took the last one. Figured I would give you a hand." she said. Chris sighed a relief. "Just don't tell the dough man." she said with a smile. Chris liked her, not in the way she liked him, which was obvious but he still had feelings for Roxy. The two ran through the rest of the mail easily. "What are you doing this weekend?" Andrea asked him as they walked towards the exit. "Have to look for another job." Chris lied. He knew she wanted to ask him out again. "Rent is killing me, and these hours are not cutting it." he said. She nodded. "Well see you Monday then." she said as she turned away. Chris turned and walked towards the bus stop. It was not like she was ugly. In fact she was quite attractive. The thing was, She was black. Not that he had a problem with black women. But they had always intimidated him. She had short black hair, hazel eyes and was quite thick. But mostly around the hips and ass. He loved looking at her walk away. Her ass swayed just the right way. She had a nice pair of tits too. Not as big as Roxy, but there was not many women as big as Roxy. He sat at the bus stop, looking at his phone, when a car pulled up. "Get in." Andrea said. "It's no big deal. The bus..." he began to say. "It was not a question. Get in." she said. The other people at the bus stop looked at him. He got up and climbed into the car. "Look. It isn't often. I fall for a guy. So let's talk. What's up?" she asked. Chris quickly pulled on his seat belt. Her erratic driving made him nervous. "Nothing. Just got out of a ..." he began to say. "Don't even. I know all about that." she said cutting him off. "You left her and him, in the same apartment. No goodbye, no nothing just up and left. If you did that to me, with a guy like him, right there. My legs would be in the air touching the ceiling too." she said narrowly missing a car. "Well..." he began to say. "No well anything." she said back. "Did you? Or did you not leave?" she said with authority. She looked at him. "Yes. But.." he began to say again. "But nothing! Soon as you left, you gave up all rights to what you had, with both of them. You just wanna waltz back in and pick up where you left off. Motherfucker please!" she said. He had not seen this side to her, and it was not pleasant. "Look. I don't usually get all mad. But yes. I like you. For some reason, I still don't know. Maybe it's the Eminem look, you got going on. But I do. And I have seen you checking my ass out. Plus I know you have a thing for big boobs. And I got em." she said letting go the steering wheel and giving her boobs a squeeze. "So this is how it is going to go." she said pulling up to the subway station. He looked at her. "Tomorrow night. You will meet me here. Around Ten pm. We will go out. My treat. See where it goes. If nothing then, so be it. But if there is something, then we go from there." she said. "Ok." Chris nodded. "Again it was not a question." she said as he got out the car and headed down into the subway. He began to wonder what he had gotten himself into. What would happen if he did not show up. He could just say something came up. He got onto his train and sat there pondering. His phone rang. "Hello." he answered. "Hey Chris." Martin said. "Hey." he replied. "How is it going?" Martin asked. "What do you want?" Chris said. He had no patience for his old friend. Even though Martin had done a lot for him. He knew it was out of guilt, more than anything. "Fine. Let's get it out in the open. Roxy and I are thinking of getting married." Martin said. The news hit Chris like a punch to the stomach. "You guys barely know each other." Chris said. Which was not true. They had known each other the whole time, Chris and her had dated. Now it had been months after. People had gotten married in a shorter length of time. "Well, it's a thought. Has not been written in stone. But I thought you should know." Martin said. "Well I could do with a car. So if that guilt thing is still working. I will take a car and we can call it even." Chris said bitterly. "Fuck you. Call me back when you grow up." Martin said hanging up. Chris gripped the phone hard. He wanted to throw it, but without it, he would not have a way to be contacted in case of more hours. The apartment felt so empty. Now that it was just him. He popped a frozen dinner in the microwave and sat at the table. He remembered the times, the three of them sat here eating dinner. It was so quiet now. He knew Andrea was right. It was his fault. He did leave. But he thought she would chase him. But she did not. She did not even ask about him. Now that he thought about it, why would she? They never really hit it off. They were put together on a blind date, and it had been great the first few weeks. But then things just went sideways. When she lost her job, he offered her to stay with him, of course she was going to take it. Then things just got worse. He made his mind up, he was going to go with Andrea. Maybe he could get his mind off them, for a while. The cold air was biting him as he stood waiting for her. He was going to give her a few more minutes then he was going to go. He looked at his watch it was thirty-five minutes after ten. A car raced to a stop right in front of him. A car behind it beeped it's horn. "Beep that fucking horn, one more time." Andrea said getting out of the car and walking towards the back of the car. Chris ran and stopped her. "What?" she said as the car passed her. Chris smiled. "What are you smiling for?" she said with a smile on her face. "You. You're so quiet at work." he said as she got back in the car. He walked around and into the car. "That's work Andrea. This is the real me. My parent's told me to stick up for myself, cause no one else will. So.." she shrugged. "Where we going?" Chris asked. "Some new night club. I heard about." she said shrugging. Chris quickly put his seat belt on as she dashed in and out. "Who taught you to drive?" he asked. "No one." she said with a smile. "But I haven't had an accident yet." she shrugged. "Yet being the key word." Chris said holing on for dear life. There was a line to get into the night club, but as Chris lined up in the back of the line. Andrea grabbed his hand and began to pull him to the front. "Boy sometimes I wonder about you." she said. As she got to the front of the line. "Excuse me there is a line." A lady began to say. "I know but..." Chris began to say. "Who are you talking to?" Andrea asked. "I was telling him, there is a line." the lady said. "And I choose to ignore it." Andrea said. The bouncer at the door, looked in their direction. "Back of the line. Please." he said. "No. Get Anthony please." Andrea said. "I said back of the line." The bouncer said ducking under the rope. He approached Chris. Andrea stepped in front of Chris. "And I said. Can you please get Anthony. Before these people see a big ass white boy get his ass handed to him by a black chick." she said. "Andrea!" a large black man said coming from inside. "Hey Cuz." Andrea said. "Let them in, this is my cousin." Anthony said. The bouncer opened the rope and let the two of them in. "What's up with your boys? Got to teach them respect." Andrea said. "I'll talk to them. But you got to watch that attitude." Anthony said walking them in. "Got me this far." she said as they got in. The club was packed. Three floors, huge dance floor. "Enjoy yourselves." Anthony said. "No trouble!" he pointed at Andrea. They walked over to one of the tables. She took her short coat off. Revealing a purple dress that stuck to her curves like a second skin. "Glad you like." she said catching him staring at her deep cleavage. "Yeah. I do." Chris replied looking away. "Oh you can stare all you like." she said. "I didn't push these girls into this tight dress for nothing." she smiled. They looked around for a while then his eyes locked onto something. He gave her an evil eye. "You knew." he said. "Yup." she said. "I am going to get us some drinks." she said walking away. The other lady began walking up to the table. "Hello Chris." Roxy said. "Roxy." Chris replied trying to sound not interested. "Don't." she said. "What?" he replied. "That macho, thing you try to pull. Don't do it." Roxy said. "Oh I am glad to know, it's not something new." Andrea said returning. "Hey Andrea." Roxy said giving Andrea a hug. "Hey Girlie." Andrea said returning the hug. "Heard you got into it with Jeno outside." Roxy said smiling. "Yeah that mother..." Andrea said before calming herself down. "What am I going to do with you?" Roxy said. "Same thing everyone else does. Leave me the fuck alone." Andrea replied. Roxy smiled. Chris looked stunned. "Yeah me and your ex, go way back. You're not the only one with ex best friends." Andrea said. "When Andrea. Told me about some guy at work she was interested in. I knew it was you. So I told her to bring you here." Roxy said. "Now. You two done?" Andrea asked. "I am. Maybe you can help him grow up and realize people eventually go their separate ways." Roxy said. Giving Andrea another hug. "Go do your thing. I got this." Andrea said. She looked back at Chris who looked mad at the world. Andrea said nothing. "So what else do you have in store. Go to Martin's new apartment?" Chris asked. "First off. Drop the attitude. I am the one with the attitude. It does not work with you." Andrea said. "Second. No. I brought you here so that we could have a good time. And so that you can see that eventually friends do go their own way. Maybe Martin and you had the best friendship either you will ever have, but if it's over it's over." She shrugged. That was a hard thing for Chris to accept. They had been through so much. "You going to ask me to dance?" Andrea asked. Chris snapped back to reality. "Yeah, but I am not good at it." he said standing up. "We will see." Andrea said. Leading him to the dance floor. She grinded on him, as he stood there. She took his hands and glided it over her hips and thighs. He started to grind back on her. "Well someone want's to say hello." she said grinding her ass backwards on his groin area. He was definitely getting hard. She took his hands and moved them upwards over her stomach and just below her tits. She quickly turned around facing him. They looked at each other face to face as they got close. "How am I doing?" he asked. She smiled at him. "Not too bad for a white boy." she said. Rubbing her leg between his. "Not too bad at all." "May I cut in?" Roxy said. "Sure go at it girl." Andrea said. She walked away and saw what she was looking for. "So your the big deal, everyone is up in arms about?" she said as the large guy came towards her. "Could say the same thing about you." Martin said. "How so?" She asked. "Big attitude in a small package is what she calls you." Martin said. Andrea smiled. "So you going to dance or insult me?" Andrea asked. Martin smiled grabbing her waist. The two couples danced for a while then went back to a table. "You two sorted out now?" Martin asked. "Yeah we are good." Chris said. "Good." Andrea said. "Cause I am tired." she said getting up. "One thing." Chris said as he nodded towards Martin. The two of them walked outside. "I don't want to be friends anymore." Chris said first. Martin nodded. "I can't see the two of you together, one day I might be able to, but I doubt it." Chris added. Martin nodded back. "That's understandable." Martin said. Chris reached for the apartment keys. "No keep it. I did not give it out of guilt. You were the one that picked it out when we moved here. So it yours." Martin said pushing the keys back. Chris nodded. The girls came out of the club. "She is a good woman, rough around the edges." Martin said. "But she will keep you out of trouble." he said. "Or get me into it." Chris said. "No. You need someone like her." he said. "For too long you been the person to get yourself into trouble, now you can be the person to get someone else out of it." Martin said. Chris nodded with a smile. "You're always looking out for me aren't you." Chris said shaking his head. "Always have." Martin said. "I knew it was at it's end. So had to find someone else to take over. And well I knew about her, and..." Martin said. "You can stop now." Chris said walking away. "I'm good." Martin watched the two walk away. "Think he will be ok?" Roxy asked. "Nah." Martin shook his head. "But he is on the right road. Up to him now." Martin and Roxy walked back into the club. "So this is the famed apartment." Andrea said as she got in. "Yeah this is it." Chris said throwing the keys on the table. "It's much bigger than my place." she said walking into the kitchen. "Two bedrooms upstairs." he said. "Are you hinting something?" she said turning to face him. "No, just was saying..." he began to say before she kissed him. "Too bad. Cause I was going to ask where they were." she said. They locked lips again. "Right up here." he said racing up the stairs. They went into his old room. The bed was still there. She pushed him down on it. She quickly took off his jeans. "Definitely not too bad for a white guy." she said as she engulfed his dick into her mouth. "Fucking hell" he exclaimed as she took all seven inches into her mouth easily. Her head bounced furiously on his dick. "Oh my fucking god!" he said looking down at her head bounce up and down without stopping. "Fuck that feels so fucking good." he said gripping the sheets as she sucked the life out of him. Her hand gripped his balls and began squeezing and massaging as she sucked him. "Fuck gonna cum." he shouted loudly. She began faster, which he didn't even think was possible. "I'm cumming fuck cumming." he repeated over and over. As he began to cum in her mouth. "Sorry" he said as she got up. "For what?" she said kissing him. "Cumming so fast." he said. She shrugged. "It happens. Just means you got to please me first before I please you." she said. He reached down for her top. "You did not listen did you." she pulled up her skirt. Revealing her black thong. He took the hint. He pulled it down quickly and began to lick and finger her. She was already wet. This was something he had gotten good at. From nights of not getting Roxy off. But Andrea was already close. She began rolling her hips on his tongue. Her legs spread wider as he increased his pace, "Fuck you got a tongue on you." she said out loud. She reached down grabbing his head. "Right there, right fucking there." he licked faster, flicking his tongue all over and around her clit. "Damn boy you know what ya fucking doing." she said grabbing her boob with her free hand. He grabbed her waist and began pushing another finger into her. Slowly he inserted another finger into her ass. "Oh fuck." she said climbing the bed. He began to finger her ass and pussy while eating her out. "Fuck you, you pussy eating mother fucker you." she began swearing as she tried to control herself. Her back began to arch as the first orgasm crashed over her. "Don't stop" she said as another came he began to slide his finger in deeper. Another one came following the last. "Enough!" she screamed out loud pushing him away. She was sweating, beads of sweat dropped down her face and his. She reached for his dick which was still not hard enough yet. "Stand up" she ordered. Taking off her dress revealing a black bra. She quickly un hooked it. Then knee led down in front of him. She took her big boobs and slapped them around his dick. He began fucking upwards into her tits. He squeezed her dark brown nipples. Watching his white dick, poke in and out of the top of her boobs. "Fuck yeah. Push them together tighter." he said. "Nu uh." she said. As she pulled them apart. "I want to fuck this." she said as she pulled him towards the bed. She spread his legs wide open as he laid on his . She climbed on top, with her back to him as she buried his white dick inside her as she bounced back and forth on it, he had the perfect view of her big ass bouncing on his dick. She started going faster and faster. Her ass was a blur bouncing on his dick. "Like the view of your white dick going inside me don't you." she said back at him. He was speechless, trying to concentrate on not cumming. She bent forward almost laying down between his legs, her ass raised in the air and back down on his over and over. Clapping as she rode him. "Fuck I am cumming." he said. She quickly rolled off of him and spun around. Taking his dick between her boobs again. His cum shot upwards, splashing on her tits. She climbed up next to him. Best Friends Girl Ch. 03 "So as first date goes? How bad was it?" she laughed. He gave her a kiss. "Ok so not bad." she said as they both laughed. Later than night Chris got up. He left her laying there. He walked into Martin's old room. Everything was gone. He stood there remembering everything they had been through, Then he saw it out the window. He walked towards the window. A smile filled his face. Martin waved back at him. Chris waved back. Martin got back into his car, and raced away. "What ya doing?" Andrea said. "Nothing. Thinking about turning this room, into a studio. I always wanted to make music." Chris said. "Come back to bed." she said smiling. The End. Or is it? "So what do you think will happen now?" Roxy said as we drove back to our place. "Don't know." I shrugged. "He is on his own now." I said. "Meant with us?" she said slapping him. She knew he was avoiding it. "You really think we should." I asked. "Yes and no." she replied. "The yes part?" I asked. "We are compatible, in every way, you can't deny that. And well we know each other and it is the next step." she said. Martin nodded. "And the no part?" I asked. "There is only one thing you don't know about me." she said. I looked at her. "What's that?" I asked. Afraid to hear the answer. "I'm bi." she said half closing her eyes. "I knew that." I said returning my eyes to the road. "How?" she said in surprise. "The way you look at other women." I said back to her. "Well that's good." she said in relief. "So you're ok with me bringing a woman home and with us then?" she asked. "As long as she is good looking and I get to have fun with her too. Why not?" I shrugged. "Well there is only one, I have in mind right now." she said with an evil grin. "Who?" I asked. "You will have to find out." she smiled.