Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

What Are Friends For? EP9

"I... I'm sorry, Sam. I'm not mad at you, but I am mad, and worse, | feel like an idiot, and there's no reason to

deny myself having sfun. Sorry if it disappoints you and what you want for me."

"I... I'm not disappointed about Jen," she said quietly. "And I'm not disappointed in you that you waited. I'm

proud of you. Honestly, Justin, I'm upset with myself for not waiting for the right guy."

"And you could still be waiting. At least you had fun and know what it's like. Besides, you used to sit there

sometimes and tellhow good Derek was to the point | would tell you to knock it off because you were

aggravating me." "Well, all the guys talked about their girlfriends. Why shouldn't 1?" Then she asked, "Why did it

bother you?"

"Because | wasn't getting any! You acted like you never cared and you never even tried to impress a guy and you

were doing it! Anyway, | called to say | was sorry and to let you know what happened and that you were right.

Now I'm going to call Cindy and see-"

"Justin, please don't! Please?"

She sounded more upset than | was, and with a sigh | asked, "Sam, why the hell do you care? You cared about it

being Jen and now | see why, but Cindy isn't going to break my heart. | know what I'll be getting, and that's laid."

"Justin, we're friends, right?"

"You're my best friend, Sam. You know that. That's why I called. I ... | needed to vent and tell someone what

happened."

"I'm glad you did. Now | am going to ask you a favor."

"I'm not waiting, Sam!" | shook my head as if she could see me. "No way."

"Justin, you're mad, hurt, and frustrated. You don't want to do it like this."

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"Letfinish. It's only nine o'clock and it's Saturday night. Neither of us have to work tomorrow, so how about |

cover and hang out for a while?"

"Sam, no offense, but you're not the girl I'm looking to spend tonight with."

"I ... I know that. You've made it clear I'm not that girl." She sounded put off, but kept going. "Like | said, tonight

you're angry, and you should at least calm down. So how about this? I'll cover and on the way I'll stop and

grab spopcorn and a couple of cheesy horror movies. We'll just hang out and have slaughs."

"Sam."

"I promise no 'l told you so,' no 'you should have known better," and | promise | won't try to talk you out of

Cindy."

"You won't? Not sure | believe that."

"I promise. If you want to talk about it, we will. If not, just you andeating popcorn and making up dialogue for

the crappy movies. Just like we used to do before you started dating Jen."

"Yeah, but-"

"And tomorrow, once you've calmed down, if you still want to call Cindy, then go ahead. But I'm asking you to at

least take one night to think about it, and I'll keep you company so you're not stewing over it. How's that?" "I... |

don't know, Sam."

"Please, Justin? Consider it a favor to me."

| closed my eyes and thought about it.

She had a point that right now | was pissed. If | did have Cindy over, it might not be as much fun as it should be.

I'd waited this long. One more night wouldn't make a difference. After brushing her off for Jen so much in the last

six months, | did owe Sam something.

"Okay. You're right. I'm probably better off with a friend than a slut right now." | laughed. "Too bad I couldn't find

a friendly slut!"

"Yeah, too bad. Guess you'll just have to settle for me."

"I'm not settling," | told her, feeling much calmer. "I'd rather spend twith you right now anyway, Sam. You've

never letdown and | appreciate you coming over."

"That... that means a lot, Justin. More than you know. You've helpedas much as I've helped you, you know."

"That's what friends are for, right?" | laughed.

"That's right, Justin. Good friends will do anything for each other. I'll be there in an hour."

| looked up when | heard Sam's car pull up and getting off the couch walked over to let her in. When | opened the

door, | was surprised to see Sam wearing the long black leather coat she had gotten for Christmas. Granted, it

was April and it had cooled down quite a bit, but it wasn't that cold. The second thing that caught my attention

was that her long brown hair, which was usually in a braid or a ponytail, was down.

"Hey, Justin!" She held up a bag. "I grabbed a couple of oldie, but not so goodies. | got the Alien Dead and Ghost

House. | figured they would be good for slaughs. Got popcorn, too!"

"Um, okay," | said as she pushed past me.

| was surprised when | smelled perfume. | wasn't sure what brand it was, but it smelled pretty damn good.

Sam walked into the living room. At the sound of something clicking on the floor. | looked down. "Wow, what's

with those shoes?" | asked, staring at the red heels she was wearing. They were high enough that | wondered

how she could walk in them, and had straps that wrapped around her ankles.

As | stared at the shoes, it dawned on| could see her calves. "Are you wearing a dress?"

"Maybe | felt like dressing up." She turned to face me. "It is Saturday night, after all."

"But you're hanging out with me," | said, closing the door behindand approaching her. "Usually, you're

dressed in-" | stopped and stared at her face, taking in her deep red lips. "What's the matter?"

"You're wearing make-up!" In addition to her lipstick, Sam's eyelashes looked longer and thicker than usual, she

was wearing eye shadow, and her cheeks had more color to them. "So?"

"Sam, were you going out tonight? Because if you were, you don't have to hang with me."

"Maybe | dressed up for you." She unzipped the top of the jacket, then slipped it off. "Wow!"

Sam was wearing a red dress that was not only low-cut enough to show cleavage, but calling the skirt short

would be doing it a favor. The hem barely reached her mid-thigh. | wondered what she would do if she dropped

something and had to bend over.

The dress featured black buttons in the shape of hearts that went down to her waist and staring at the top

button, I couldn't help notice how tight the dress was, hugging her small breasts and pushing them up.

"Is that a good "wow"?" She gavea big smile.

"I... yeah, you look great." | told her and wasn't kidding.

Sam's smile widened. When she reached up and pushed her hair back over her shoulder, | noticed that her

fingernails were painted the sshade of red as the dress. "Thank you."

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Oh, I don't know." She shrugged. "Maybe I'm tired of your tomboy jokes and wanted to show you | can be a

woman when | need to be."

"A woman?" | laughed. "You're eighteen."

She rolled her eyes. "Justin, you are one step forward, two steps back, sometimes. You givea compliment,

then you say something stupid."

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"Not yet. | want to talk to you."

"| thought you said if | didn't want to talk we didn't-"

Without waiting forto finish, Sam turned her back onand walked out of the living room and down the hall

towards my bedroom.

"Okay," | muttered.

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Sam opened the door to my room. When | entered, she was standing in front of my bed, staring down at the

nightstand.

"Oh, candles!" she said, picking up the lighter. "I love candles."

She lit the two small candles and walked around to the other side of the bed to light the pair on my desk. "You

always have candles?"

"Tonight was supposed to be, well, you know ..." | sighed. "I thought it would be a nice touch."

"They are." She pointed behind me. "Shut the light off."

"Why?"

"Because | like candlelight." She rolled her eyes. "Why do you always ask questions about everything?"

"I don't know." I hit the switch and turned back to see her standing in the dimly lit room.

"That's better." She nodded. "Nice soft light. Very romantic, very intimate."

"Intimate?" That was an odd word.

"Justin, csit down. | want to ask you something."

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