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By Michael Date: 2005 Jun 12 Comment on this Work [[2005.06.12.00.35.32642]] |
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The shit really hit the fan last week. Tanya, a fiery self-proclaimed control freak, freakin' lost control of everything. She and her boyfriend Steve broke up, and since Tanya had been living at his house, this meant she now had no place to stay. To make matters worse, she lost her job the next day. Tanya's best friend was Ben. They were the same age, twenty-four. Ben and Tanya grew up next door to one another. They went to the same schools. They even looked alike. Both had brown hair and brown eyes. The pair was inseparable and often mistaken for brother and sister. It was almost midnight now. Tanya had left Steve's house an hour ago and was driving aimlessly in her car. She wanted to go over to Ben's place but he wouldn't be home from work until after 3AM. Then she remembered Ben had given her a key to his apartment in case of emergency. This definitely qualifies as an emergency, she thought. So she drove over and let herself in. She was exhausted. As soon as she got inside, she headed straight for the bedroom. She took off all her clothes, found one of Ben's bathrobes, put it on and flopped onto the bed. She was asleep in minutes. Ben had relationship problems of his own. He and his girlfriend Sheila had been together for several months. Sheila was always suspicious of Tanya. Her twisted reasoning was that if Ben was cheating, Tanya would be the one he would be cheating with. But in all the times she had spied on them and no matter where she looked she never found any proof, of course, because there wasn't any. Sheila decided she had to keep closer tabs on Ben and she needed to feel more secure. Her conniving mind reasoned that she would have to move in with him. For two months she hinted at how much money they could save, how nice it would be and that it was the next logical step in their relationship. Ben was hesitant, and managed to keep the issue at bay. Finally he gave in. She had him make a copy of his key. He gave it to her and she told him she wouldn't start moving in until the end of the month. It was Saturday night. Ben worked the graveyard shift. Sheila was all alone, staring at Ben's key. The temptation was too great. She invented a crazy idea. She would go over, let herself in to make breakfast for him and surprise him when he got home from work. She packed a grocery bag with breakfast food and picked out her sexiest nightgown to change into later. At 2AM Sunday morning Sheila was pulling up at Ben's apartment. Sheila let herself in and went straight into the kitchen and made breakfast. When that was done she went to the bedroom to put on her nightgown. The night was about to get a whole lot worse for everybody. Shelia turned on the bedroom light. She faced the dresser mirror, oblivious at first. She began to undress. Her suspicion overwhelmed her. She began snooping through Ben's dresser. Tanya stirred but Sheila did not notice- she was rifling through the dresser, bent on finding something, anything. Tanya woke up from the noise. In a meek inquisitive voice she called out; "Ben, Ben? I'm so glad your home." Sheila darted around speechless. Tanya rolled over to face the dresser. The robe she had put on fell completely open, exposing most of her torso. Squinting from the light Tanya realizes who is in front of her and jolts up to a sitting position. "Sheila! You don't have any clothes on!" "You aren't wearing much either, Tanya. What are you doing here!?" "What are you doing here Sheila?" "I knew it!" Sheila yelled. She bent down, frantically trying to pick up her clothes. "How did you get in here?!" Sheila barked. Nervous and shaking she drops her clothes on the floor, exposing herself to Tanya once again. "Shit!" she screamed, as she crouched down to pick them up. As she flailed Tanya made a break for it and moved into the den. She threw herself onto the sofa. Sheila rushed in after her. Tanya looked up at her and thought; well at least she managed to put her blouse on. She looked in a panic though. Her top was buttoned up crooked and she was trying to put her skirt on backwards. Tanya said to herself; this really looks bad. Christ, she really looks bad! Tanya chuckled out loud. "I don't think this is funny Tanya! I've always known about you two." "Look Sheila, I know this looks bad, but it's not what it seems. I've had a really, really shitty night, and I needed a place to stay." Sheila finishes dressing; she adjusts her skirt with trembling hands. "I'll say it looks bad. How often do you need a place to stay? This is why Ben was being so difficult. Isn't it?" Tanya puts her head in her hands. "I really don't need all this tonight Sheila." "I could say the same thing to you Tanya! And since when do you have a key to his apartment?" "I've always had a key. Ben asked me to keep one in case of emergencies. Honestly, this is the first time I ever used it and boy was tonight ever an emergency." "Well when Ben gets home have him call me immediately!" She storms out and slams the door behind her. Tanya stayed at Ben's place all week, and he watched her as she amazingly created a new life for herself. She was always bold, but this time she seemed fearless as she set out to change virtually everything in her life in just a matter of days. She took a job offer in Seattle. She found an apartment and wired a deposit to the manager. She and Ben packed up all of her worldly possessions and put them into a U-Haul trailer. Ben hitched it up to his old Chevy van and they got onto the highway north to Seattle. It seems as though they're the only ones on the road. Ben peers ahead to read the signs. He decides to ask her what he has avoided asking all week. "You know you still haven't told me what happened with Steve that night?" She sighs, and looks over at Ben. "Well it all started about a month ago." In a last ditch effort to spice up their relationship Tanya got Steve to try role-playing with her. The Saturday night events had been going on for a month now, in order to get things off on the right foot, Tanya offered to be the subject of Steve's fantasies first. Steve's attempts at role-playing lacked imagination and seemed juvenile to Tanya, still she thought he could learn. His first fantasy was predictable; he wanted her to play the part of a stripper. To protest his lack of creativity she dressed up in granny garb. Tanya wore wool plaid and orthopedic shoes. It was hilarious. The next week He wanted her to play a prostitute, also predictable. Disappointed she mocked him once again. She bought some ultra sleazy clothes at the second hand store, got them filthy dirty and ripped them to shreds. Then she blacked out one of her front teeth with make-up and drew dark circles under her eyes. "I guess he was expecting Julia Roberts. Boy was he let down." She was trying to get a message across. It was no use though Steve was just too dense. By the third week Steve had lost his enthusiasm, still she managed to get him to try again. She could have guessed, Steve asked her to play cheerleader. Judging from the previous weeks he was afraid of what would happen. He was having his doubts about this role-playing thing. "Its just your latest way of fucking with my head." He told her. Saturday night rolled around. She called Steve from Ben's house. She told him to get ready and she would be right over. When Steve opened the door, Tanya stood before him in full cheerleader gear. She asked him; "Are you the new quarterback for the football team?" Steve said yes and invited her inside. "I'm here to pep you up for tomorrow's game! I'm the commando cheerleader!" She began with an old routine she remembered from the pep squad back in high school. Each time her skirt flapped up Steve could see she was wearing no panties. She was indeed the commando cheerleader. She finished up her routine shouting; "Eat me raw. Eat me raw. Eat me raw raw raw!" Steve was gawking as Tanya did the splits. She then got up and cart wheeled over to where he sat, stood over him and squatted down on his lap. The rest of the night she submitted to his every whim. Needless to say he was very impressed. "So last Saturday it was finally my turn. He had to do what I wanted!" "I was hoping it would be fun. I dressed in a short toga that stopped at the knees. I was an aristocratic Roman lady and Steve was my eunuch slave." Ben is trying unsuccessfully to picture this. "What did you make him do?" "Well he had to wear a robe and sandals, and do everything I wished. Except, you know the one thing eunuchs can't do." Ben could have guessed Tanya would dream something like that up. Tanya always let others think they were leading, when in fact she was always controlling events from behind the lines. Steve was a classic alpha male. Born to lead and dominate. She will always be attracted to that type, Ben thought. But eventually it always backfires and blows up in her face. "I can't believe you made Steve do that!" "He had to. He owed me for three weeks!" Ben starts laughing. "So I gotta know, how long did you lead him on? What broke the camel's back?" Tanya begins to giggle. "I can't." Ben insists, as they both start laughing out loud. "Well I let my toga down to my waist, I had him start off massaging my back. I turned over for him to do the front, but he wasn't allowed to touch my breasts. Then I had him do my legs and feet. All the while I was letting him have a glance up my skirt. It was driving him wild. I had to keep reminding him that eunuchs had no such desires. And because of that I was able to do and act freely, without the fear of how a man might react." Ben is floored at the amount of thought she had to of put into such a devious plan. "This is twisted, even for you Tanya!" Laughing Ben asks her to go on. "Well, then I made him lick my pussy, slow and sloppy at first. He had to pretend like he didn't know what he was doing. Which was easy for him because he really doesn't know what he's doing when he's down there. I'd have him stop and then I'd order him back to work. To my surprise it was getting real good! But then he got impatient and whipped out his cock. I don't think I'd ever seen it so hard. I got mad and told him to keep it in his pants and play along with the game just a little bit longer, but he blew up and stormed out!" "Come on Tanya, you have to admit a guy can only take so much." "Well maybe it was too much for him, but I was almost there damn it! It would have been so sweet!" "Instead he left you high and dry!" Ben smiles. "But that's not the best part." Tanya continues. "I wasn't aware of it, but the doorbell was ringing over and over. I guess Steve was so mad he didn't know what he was doing, he stormed over and through open the front door, and yelled 'what!' It was his boss Ray. There had been some sort of emergency at work. They had tried calling for an hour but we turned the ringer off. There we were in togas, Steve's pecker sticking straight out! His boss was floored." Ben burst out in laughter. "I don't believe this!" "The only thing his boss could manage to say was: 'Is this a bad time?' I ran into the kitchen as Steve slammed the door in his bosses' face." Ben is now roaring in laughter. "We argued for about a half an hour after that. It all came out then. He's a son of a bitch! He thinks he's always right! Then we started throwing our anger back and forth, soon we had said all the things you can never take back when you're in a relationship and I left!" "That's some story Tanya." "Well that's it, I'm done with men for a while! I don't need 'em in my life right now." They had been driving for many hours. The plan was to find a motel and rest, but they hadn't seen anything that resembled civilization in over an hour. Ben was visibly tired and Tanya suggested they pull over at the next rest stop. When they came to a stop and turned off the head- lights, darkness enveloped them. The rest area was pitch black and silent. Tanya was uneasy in the darkness and asked Ben to turn on the interior lights. Tanya moved into the back of the van. Ben struggled to get comfortable in the front. Tanya slipped off her shoes and sweat pants, unrolled a sleeping bag and got inside. "So Ben I told you about the last time I had sex. Now it's your turn." "I can't top that story Tanya." "Well if you ask me, that story sucked. It lacked a proper climax. Know what I mean?" Ben seems perplexed for a moment. Then says: "The last time Sheila and I had sex wasn't much to talk about." "Then tell me about the first time you guys got together, I don't care." Ben thinks for a moment. "Well, the first time Sheila and I got together was really unexpected." Ben is still struggling to get comfortable. He stares blankly out the front windshield and begins his story. He was at the bar alone that night, just minding his own business. He couldn't help but notice a very boisterous table of three girls. One of them was Eve, Gary's ex-girlfriend. She would whisper something to the others and then they would all giggle and look over at him. This went on for about a half an hour. He said to himself enough is enough, and he decided to leave. First he had to take a leak. So he got up to go to the head. Sheila got up and followed him, when he got out she was waiting right outside the men's room. She introduced herself and said; 'Let's get out of here'. They left out the back door. "Ben I'm waiting for details." Ben could hear Tanya rustling in the back. He glanced in the rearview mirror, and could just barely make out her silhouette as she pulled her legs out of the sleeping bag and spread them wide, each foot against either side of the van. "What are you doing?" "Never mind, just get to the good part Ben." "Well, it's a short walk to where my van is parked." Tanya interrupts. "You guys did it in this van?" "Yeah, in the back." "Okay, now we're getting somewhere. Go on." Before he can continue he hears a muffled moan come out of Tanya. Ben turns to face the action. Tanya is oblivious at first. Ben's eyes burst wide open. Tanya is lying there with her head back, both hands between her legs! He startles her. "Tanya what are you doing!" She suddenly sits up. "What's it look like I'm doing? Turn back around, or watch if you want to, I don't care at this point, but for Christ's sake don't stop with the story!" Ben is shocked. "Jesus Tanya, I haven't seen that thing sense we played; I'll show you mine, if you show me yours, just before puberty!" Tanya starts to laugh. "Well it looks a lot different now doesn't it?" "I'll say, and back then I don't recall ever seeing you put your fingers in it either." "Ben please, you're not helping. Quit gawking and get back to the story." Ben tries to look away. He turns to look out the front window again. "Shit, where was I?" "I'm asking myself the same question, God damn it!" He stumbles to find words. He can hear her breathing get heaver as she squirms around in back. "Ben, come on!" She pleads. "Well we got back to my van and climbed inside. We kissed deep and hard, it was almost violent. She wasted no time in going for my crotch, groping and squeezing. She was wearing a short one-piece skirt. I lifted it over her waist, grabbed her panties and pulled them off" Tanya is getting increasingly louder. Ben starts to stutter. Finally he gives up and turns to face her. "Oh God!" She cries out. Tanya was hoping she could do this quietly, but she feels wild and lets herself go. She starts to moan and she pushes her legs outward hard against the sides of the van. "Oh shit! Oh shit!" She screams. "I didn't know you were such a screamer Tanya!" She moans some more, her hands stroking and flicking away between her legs. "Have you always been this loud?" "Ben, stop it! I'm starting to laugh, and I'm almost there!" "I can't concentrate. What do you want from me? Do you want me to coach you?" "Yeah, oh yeah! Do something like that!" She pants. "That's it girl play with it. Play with it hard! Okay, how good does it feel?" "Very, very good!" "Okay now, breathe deeper." She tries to breathe deeper but stops. "No! I don't want to breathe deep. I want to pant!" "Okay, pant faster." She resumes her panting. "That's it pant like a dog for me. Christ! I feel like I'm in a delivery room. I can see the head, it's a boy!" Tanya bursts out laughing. "I feel like a dog in heat." "You sound like one too." "Come on Ben try and be serious." "I can't. This is unbelievable!" "Oh God I'm gonna come! Ben! I'm gonna come!" Tanya screams and shudders. She throws her shoulders to the floor of the van. Spasms follow as she grunts, then moans quietly. "Oh I needed that, big time!" She sighs. "I certainly didn't need that." Ben chuckles. "Well, I hope you enjoyed the show Benjamin. You certainly weren't very helpful, cracking jokes and all." "I can't believe I just watched you do that!" "I can't believe I let you watch. It's been awhile. I needed that release. I feel like I'm freeing myself from men. I'm tired of depending on them for sex." "Do you want to hear the rest of the story? I never even got to the good part." "Nope. Too late Ben, I'm going to sleep." Ben is in a mild state of shock. He turns to face the front. Tanya climbs back in the sleeping bag and closes her eyes. Ben is restless. He realizes he has an erection. She's his best friend; this isn't supposed to happen. It had never happened before. He tries to rationalize it as reflex or impulse. He doesn't want to admit that she could arouse him. But the truth was pressing hard against his jeans. He couldn't deny that fact. "Shit!" He groaned. "Now I can't sleep!" "Do you feel like masturbating?" Tanya asked. "Maybe, I don't know." "Well go ahead. I'm not stopping you." "Why do you want to watch me do it now?" "Nope. I'm tired, and now I'm finally gonna get some good sleep. Good night Ben." He turns back towards the inside of the van. "See that's messed up! Why was I compelled to watch you, and you're not in the least bit interested in watching me?" "It's not that I wouldn't be interested, I would probably be disgusted. No I'm just kidding Ben." "That's not fair! Why is that?" Ben murmurs. "I don't know why it's that way Ben, it just is. Now shut up and jerk yourself off if you have to. I'm going to sleep." Ben convinces himself that he is in control of his urges. Tanya's apathy towards his masturbation made him decide not to share his experience with her. No he would force himself to wait. He turned back to the front and rolled down his window. After a few deep breaths of the cool night air he set about pushing the evening's events from his mind. The morning came and the two friends got onto the highway to finish their journey. For the most part they skirted the issue and talked about what lay ahead for Tanya in Seattle. But Ben just couldn't help himself and brought up the subject a couple of times. What she had shared with him was in his mind, ground breaking. He was confused, flattered and aroused. Why had she done it? Was she trying to take things to a new level? Could they ever be more than friends? Did he want her to be more than a friend? If he were compelled to watch her do it, why wouldn't she be interested in watching him do it? His brain was rolling over all this, while they drove. Finally she admitted that she was always curious as to how men did themselves. Her boyfriends had always been too embarrassed to let her watch. She told Ben that next time they had the opportunity she would like to see him do it. All under the guise of education and how close and unique their friendship had become. In the backs of their minds they both wondered if it was possible for them to be in a relationship together. Had they missed out on something? They were about to be separated by hundreds of miles. A long distance considering they lived next door to each other from fourth grade on. Even when they moved away from home they were never more than twenty minutes apart. In silence they flirted with the idea of a romance between them. For now anyway, neither of them were ready to talk about it. The afternoon was hard work, as they unpacked Tanya's things and got her moved into her apartment. She invited Ben to stay for a couple of days, but he declined. He had to be back to work Monday night. They ordered out Chinese food. Afterwards they collapsed next to one another in exhaustion. Early the next morning they woke. Tanya walked Ben to his van, and the two friends said goodbye. "You better not tell anyone when you get back!" Tanya warned. "No one would believe me if I did." "If you do I'll deny everything. I'll tell 'em I watched you masturbate!" "Well maybe if you're lucky, you'll get to some day." They both smile. "Poor Ben. No Sheila to go home to." Tanya chides. "I'm glad it's over. I spent so much time trying to please her." "Well if there is one thing I learned this week, It's that we spend too much of our energy trying to please our partners, and not enough energy pleasing ourselves." Ben takes a step closer to her and says, "After last night, I know I'm leaving you in your own very capable hands." They laugh and hug briefly. Tanya kisses Ben on the cheek. "Bye, bye. Call me, and Ben, thanks for driving me to Seattle." |