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Seducing my Best Friend and Co-worker, Holly
Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
circle. We stopped facing back down the road we had just traveled. I looked at Holly. She had her eyes closed. Her fists were balled up tight and white, holding on to the seat belt strap. As soon as we came to a complete stop, she looked at me and remarked, “You bastard! You could have killed us!” “No,” I replied, “I have professional training in evasive maneuvers and high speed driving- you, on the other hand, you don’t and you could have killed us, taking that curve at 80 on the high side.” Holly didn’t say a word at that point. We sat there, for the longest time, in the middle of now here, Texas on a rural country road, listening to the Bangles, the Eagles and KISS. We eventually found our way back into the big city, and she told me her life-story. She was adopted as a child, and she had an older sister she barely knew. She knew her real mom and dad, but they had health issues and her mother had mental health issues. Holly had a boyfriend, but he turned out to be a closeted gay. She said she only found out by pure accident when she found him and another guy kissing. Holly said she turned to stripping only as a way to pay her rent and to try and take care of her indigent parents. “I have my bad points,” she declared, “but at least I am not a whore.” We both knew she was talking about Bethany. Holly dropped me off at my apartment. We sat around on my porch, overlooking the pool, drinking shots. The more we talked and the more we drank, it became obvious where we were going ... to end up. “Do you want to spend the night?” I casually inquired. “You know, if I do, what will happen,” Holly responded. “Yes, I do,” I replied, “But only of you want it to happen.” “Oh, I want it,” she responded, “I just don’t know if I can handle it.” Holly was being painfully honest and as much as I wanted to nail her, I knew the time wasn’t right. I walked her to her apartment and as we stood on her porch, I leaned down and planted a light kiss on her lips. She put her hand on my chest and smiled. “Next time,” she replied. I didn’t see Holly for several days. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I knocked on her and Bethany’s door several times over the course of a week and there was no answer. I was frustrated. I thought about going by the club where they worked, but didn’t have the heart. I had to work one night until 2am and when I got back to the apartment, I could hear voices laughing at the hot tub. I stepped out on to my porch. Bethany was in the hot tub, topless and there were two guys with her. Holly was stretched out on a chase lounge, in her bikini, with shades on. “What are you doing?” I whispered from my porch. “I’m getting a moon tan,” Holly replied. “Where have you been?” “Working,” I replied. “Do you have anything to drink?” Holly inquired. “It’s 2:30 am,” I replied. “So?” she shot back. I stepped back into my apartment and grabbed a bottle of cinnamon schnapps and two shot glasses. I saw a movement on my patio. Holly stepped into my apartment, still wearing ...