Sleeping with a Friend

Just One of the Guys Nights

I wore my yoga pants, and an old beat up t-shirt standing outside Xander's apartment. From the hall I could hear how rowdy they had become already and it wasn't even nine o'clock yet. I was preparing myself to the advice that I was going to be asked, so I took a deep breath and quickly knocked at the door. I heard the chanting begin. "Lee... Lee... Lee...". As the door swung open I could see them all huddled around the TV, the coffee table littered with empty beer bottles and messy paper plates. On certain occasions, just to entertain myself, I would show up wearing a somewhat low cut shirt, just to get a stir out of them. It was all in food fun and very comical. There was Sean, he was the smartest one of the group. The "Moe" if anything. He was married with one son. Je was a complete and total sports junkie at heart. But he could dish out some sarcasm and it was a vacation to not be the only one sometimes.

Then there was a Devon, he was a little geeky. The "Larry" of the group. He was a big comic book fanatic. Would always get tickets to comic-con and cos-play events. I had gone every time he invited me. The one thing that killed me though is he had a room dedicated to video games only! So you get my point, but if it wasn't for my and my pointers he never would have gotten laid by his online model girlfriend. She's real! I met the girl, very nice, and just about as shy as he is.

Last but not least, there was Julian. The brawny heavy guy. The "Curly" of the group. Not so bright was this all-time MVP football quarter back in high school about twenty or so years ago. He relives it every day. He was horny all the time, and the first one to usually check me out from head to toe to see what I decided to wear. "There are two matches to go, be fore the final", Juilian was nice enough to inform me.

I grabbed a cold beer and planted myself into the ugly comfy chair. it was truly repulsive. It was covered in an orange and navy blue paisley print. The material had deteriorated over the years on the arms and head rest, but Xander inherited this gem from his aunt. I think she was semi blind, which would explain the purchase of this monster. When he got his own place, this was his centerpiece. I could relate to this chair, it provided a seat, comfort, and even being worn down by age, it was still the strongest piece of furniture in the apartment. He sat on the arm of the chair next to me. As much as I said I enjoyed teasing his friends wearing a "special" shirt, I would catch Xander looking down at me breasts from time to time. What could I say, he's a guy.

"Lee, I got a question... in you female opinion..." And so it begins. This time it only took a beer and a commercial. The collaboration of questions always varied, but there would be a topic. Sean would usually ask anything from an idea for an anniversary present, how to spice up his marriage, or the diagnosis of an attitude change his wife had given him. Devon was so shy, I mainly helped him build up his confidence by what topics to bring up in conversation with the opposite s*x. I wasn't there to be his wing man, although that was what Xander would usually help him out with. And Julian on the other hand, would only ask about s*x questions on how to please his girlfriend of the month. Although some of the questions seemed so simple and basic. I wondered if he knew what he was doing at all.

I gave Jules a not, "Well, I was getting it on with this girl, and she was hot as f**k, but when we were fooling around under the sheets, I think I got her exited and she... peed on me! I panicked at first and thought I hurt her and did something wrong. But she was smiling and was like all happy and s**t, so I just went along with it like it was normal. But I was like seriously freaking the f**k out!" He generally looked confused but was prepared for my explanation. "I'm sure you want to know what you did, just as much as how you did it. Well... you made her squirt Jules. That's what happens when a girls cums. And that's a good thing, well actually it's a f*****g great thing. Not too many guys can say that they've been able to do that. Look it up on YouTube for details on how to do it, but you found her spot, and have a general idea of how to get her off in bed."

I tried to hold back on the smile that was inching its way onto my face, but he looked as a childlike preschooler learning something new in life. Devon chimed in next, "Okay, so my girlfriend has been bugging me about performing fellatio on her. I've researched and looked up tons of s**t online, but I'm nervous as hell to how to initiate it, or even know the hell to do it." Performance questions I dreaded, I already knew Devon was still uncomfortable being around a female, even though he had known me for years, it hadn't changed that I was still the opposite s*x and had t**s and a p***y. It took me a few minutes to try my best at explaining it to him on his level. "Okay, so you game controller. You know how you move the buttons around with your thumbs, that's a perfect place to start for technique. You start softly with little circles. Then when she starts wiggling and moaning you know that you on to something. Study those places that cause her to make noises at least for future reference. okay so to the act itself, its like French kissing her p***y. If your not sure of a tongue technique, you could always spell out the alphabet on her c**t! At least you have twenty six letters to go through, in case she doesn't c*m quick. How to initiate it the deed... hmmm... You both like video games, right? Clearly she'll be sitting next to you, so you casually put your hand on her leg and slowly move it up. If she's not in the mood, she will tell you. Which means everything gets put on hold. Got it?" Devon was literally writing down pretty much everything I had said to him. But I knew there was more. The asking how he could get his girl to do the same thing that Jules was able to get his girl to do. I had my night cut out for me. It was sill early, and I was only starting to drink a beer number two. "That's a little more complex, especially if you just starting to explore that territory. Let's take baby steps right now D."

He gave me a big hug, and then shook my hand, before running away to his spot on the couch. Just then, my work phone started to vibrate. Xander watched me walk out of the room and into the kitchen. The voice on the phone asked, "Mistress Ziva, may I request a session tonight?" The Madame informed me that it was always best to create a persona as a dominatrix, a character to play, and to bring her to life when I needed to bring her alive. I looked back at the guys, and didn't want to leave, but clients are clients and pay my bills. I moved into his bedroom, and huddled into the corner whispering into me phone, "Follow my directions. Take a shower. Wash yourself and scrub hard. Dry yourself thoroughly. I want you to lay face down on the bed, toes pointed to the floor. Palms up, If I find that you have not followed my instructions or have paced the floor awaiting my arrival, I will know you are lying and you will be punished. You have twenty minutes". I hung up my phone and turned to inform the guys that I had to leave, but Xander stopped my at the doorway of his bedroom. He barked, "What? Your leaving!", but he couldn't say it was a straight face smiling before he could get out the last sentence, and swigging his beer in the process. I know he was busting my balls. He was also trying to get a rise out of the guys.

He told me that we hadn't spent much time together lately, and we should schedule something, just me and him. I sat on the edge of his bed and he laid across my lap. As though it was an involuntary movement, I started to stroke his hair. I could feel his breath on my thighs. "Come on, stay at least until the last match," he whined. I shook my head no, and explained that mine was work related, and I had to go. He started to pin me to the bed. He wasn't going to let me go. I wiggled and maneuvered m body, finally able to break free from his grip. I straddled on top of him, and again started to feel him poking me in the ass. He started punching me lightly since he knew that I'm not ticklish. I cried out in annoyance, but he yelled louder then me, "You promised you would touch it this time! This is bullshit!" I looked at him and got really pissed off. I mouthed to him, "What the f**k?" He smiled and whispered, "You want to play a game?" He gave me a sheepish grin, "I'm not going to but no worries Xander! The itching is normal! Just make sure that she gets herself checked before you both do anything else in the future!"

His expression was priceless, the smile was immediately wiped from his face as he rolled me onto my back on the bed, pinning my wrists and me on the sheets, "What the f**k Lee! Your going to pay for that one." I lay there in his bed, thinking that this bed had had more rides given then an amusement park. Looking up at him, as he lay on top of my chest, I felt his weight pressed against my breasts. I knew that nothing would ever come of this, we played and flirted but that was it. We had too much history together to have anything romantic or s****l happen between the two of us. "Xander, I've got to go."

WE both reappeared in the living room, and I waved good bye to the guys. They booed and hissed at me as Xander followed me to the door. He always wanted me to let him know when I made it home. He was always looking out for me. I looked back at him, "Thanks Dad. Bit I will." He leaned against the door, as I heard the guys question why the two of us had never gotten together. Especially Sean, " s**t, if I had the chance all over again, I would divorce my wife to be with that girl."