I'd be lying if I said I didn't always have a thing for her.but the trade-off of the friendship had been well worth the sacrifice of the fantasy.
Unfortunately for me, there was a very solid friend-zone vibe straight from the beginning, and like many guys before me in the history of the world, sometimes you sacrifice the intensity of a crush in order to develop an amazing friendship. She had attended a different middle school than I, but we had loads in common and it became very quickly clear how amazingly we were going to get along. We'd met during our freshman orientation and hit it off immediately. I sat across the table from my best friend from high school, Arielle, and her charming husband Dean.Īll through school Arielle and I had been inseparable. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy occasionally reliving it, on those days where wistful daydreams dance upon the distant horizons of my spank bank skies. I obtained permission from all parties involved to put it down in words.
This is the first story that I have written in the first person narrative for Literotica.Īnd that is because this is the first story that is absolutely true and without embellishment, as it comes directly out of my own sex life.īesides the names, nothing, and I do mean absolutely nothing else has been changed.
