My Ex-Best Friend Is My Boss

I look at the clock and the time is two in the morning. Why do I always wake up around this time? I have been doing this for months. I go to my window and look out. I look at the house next to mine and stare at the window across from mine. It belongs to my best friend, Zane Andrews. We have been best friends since I moved here back in third grade. We pretty much do everything together. I wish we could be more than just best friends. I have had a crush on him since the beginning of high school. I am a junior in high school and Zane is a senior. I do not know what I am going to do next year when he is off at college. I will miss his especially handsome face. He is one of the hottest guys I know. He is the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. He has a killer body with washboard abs and muscles in all the right places.            I know he will never notice me like that, but one can be hopeful. He is very popular and all the girls at school want to date him or sleep with him. I am a shy girl that has blonde wavy hair and a curvy body. I think I look pretty good, but I do not think I am hot enough for Zane. He always goes for the cheerleaders who have killer bodies. I am Jenny Pratt. I am not very popular and I have never even been on a date. At this point, I would go on a date with any nice guy. But I do not get noticed much. Especially when Zane is around.            I turned away from the window and get back in bed. I close my eyes and start daydreaming about Zane. I start picturing him laying next to me and rubbing on my body. I move my hands the way I am picturing him touching me. I play with my n*****s and I can feel my nether regions warming up. I started playing with myself. I picture Zane touching me in all the right places. I rubbed my c**t for a few minutes till I am wet enough to slip a finger or two in. I picture Zane filling me up with his D**k. I have heard from other girls that it is huge. I pick up my pace and use both my hands. Once inside me and the other one is massaging my c**t. Soon enough, I found my release. I try to catch my breath.            Once I catch my breath, I go to the bathroom and wash my hands. I finished my business then headed back to bed. I wrap my blankets around me like a burrito. I can’t help thinking about if Zane will ever notice me. Probably not. A guy like him wouldn’t notice a girl like me. I am the type of girl you are just friends with. I do not want to ruin our relationship, so I could never tell him how I feel. It would make it real awkward and then he might stop being friends with me. I would rather be friends with him than nothing at all. I close my eyes and even though it takes a while, I fall asleep.