The Protege chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 4

... you've done for me. I can never repay you Alecia."

Her cheek brushed mine as her chin settled on my shoulder and her arms pulled me tight.

"You have been the best friend I could ever ask for. You've been a mentor, a sounding board, roomie, employment agency and councilor. I love you Alecia. Thank you so much for everything."

My eyes opened and the reality of what I nearly did slapped me hard. She was hugging a friend and l was ready to make love to her all night long. How close I had come to ruining everything. Thank God I hesitated, or our friendship would have been forever damaged. I replayed the kiss I gave Cynthia that night in the hotel and how uncomfortable it was when she did not reciprocate.

Her hand caressed my back and I reached around hugging her back and giving a soft friendly tap on the back. "Thank you for bringing some life to this lonely apartment."

Crushed, disappointed, angry at myself for letting my lust for Cynthia affect my relationship with Stacey, I held the hug for a moment taking in her warmth and thinking about what a great friend she has been. I thought it best to end this evening before it got out of hand, so I stood up and stepped toward the bedroom.

"I am beat," I said yawning and stretching my arms above my head. "I think I'm just gonna pass out. It has been a looonnnggg day."

"I bet. Do you have a pillow and blanket? I'll sleep on the couch." She said yawning.

"Don't be silly, you can sleep with me Stacey." I said ...

... without thinking.

That was the last thing I needed to do. Drunk, horny, I already tried to kiss her once and now I was going to lay next to her all night. Brilliant!"

"You need to rest Lecia, I'll be OK on the couch..."

"Nonsense! Oh my God. I sound like my mother." I said as I noticed she looked very uncomfortable and was trembling slightly. "We shared a bed plenty of times in college. Don't worry, I won't even know you're there. I'll be in a coma anyway. Come on Sweetie." I held out my hand to her.

As her hand reached for mine. I asked myself why I was so insistent. Her hand trembled as she placed it in mine. I felt a tingle of electricity through my body as we touched. I led her to the bedroom, a thousand thoughts all running at once. My throat was dry, my heartbeat like a rabbit's, I needed to get control of myself.

"Make yourself comfortable, I'll be back," I said not looking at her.

I went into the bathroom, closed the door, looked in the mirror and pulled myself together. My hands were shaking, and pussy was warm and engorged with blood, as thoughts of making love to my best friend overwhelmed me. I told myself, "She's not gay, she's never even thought that way. You'll ruin everything!"

I peed, washed my face with cold water, brushed my teeth, regrouped and headed to the bedroom.

She was gone, I assumed to use the other bathroom to get ready for bed. I found myself pacing and nervous, so I climbed into bed to at least pretend to be calm.

After a ...