Best Friends Forever

BEST FRIENDS FOREVER

By

L.A. Thompson

L.A.
Thompson
                                                                                              
           
Copyright 2014

BEST FRIENDS FOREVER

Grant
and Meri have been best friends all their lives.
 
Literally, all their lives.
 
Born two days apart to women who had been
best friends since childhood, Grant and Meri grew up next door to one another
and were nearly inseparable.
 
They always
had been…and always will be…best friends forever.
 
Until one fateful evening, one innocent
question, when their lives changed forever and they realized they were so much
more than best friends forever.

Meredith

“I
wonder what it would be like to be tied up and spanked.”

As
soon as the words left my mouth, my best friend…really my BFF…spewed beer all
over my coffee table and carpet.
 
Had he
been facing me, I would have been literally drenched.
 
Maybe I
should have waited until he’d swallowed?

Let
me tell you about my BFF…Grant.
 
We’ve
been together nearly thirty years.
 
I
mean, seriously.
 
Our moms were best
friends…more like sisters…and brought us home from the hospital the same
week.
 
He likes to tell everyone that I’m
older than him but really, it’s only by two lousy days.
 
Our families lived next door to each other
while we were growing up so we were together all the time.
 
Him being the youngest of three children and
me the youngest of four, we had a lot in common from the beginning.
 
What with play dates and family
get-togethers, we were inseparable all through childhood and school, with the
exception of
The Dark Years
, we have
been together literally our entire lives.

You’re
probably wondering what
The Dark Years
are.
 
That’s just what I call the period from the
end of our junior year in high school until shortly before graduation when Grant
dated Misty
Gamily…
she was a cheerleader and thought
she was all that…which she wasn’t.
 
Then
there were our junior and senior years in college when Grant dated
a lot
, mostly slutty girls who didn’t
think he should spend time with me…his best friend.
 
I don’t know why they seemed to feel so
threatened by me.
 
I mean, Grant was like
a brother to me.
 
It’s not like I wanted
to
date
him or anything.
 
But…

That
all changed about five years ago.
 
I
started noticing Grant.
 
I mean,
really
noticing him.
 
I’ve always
loved
Grant but I had never realized how smart and funny and hot he
really is.
 
Oh yeah, he is
definitely
hot…he’s six foot tall with
broad shoulders and gorgeous muscles.
 
His eyes remind me of Hershey’s chocolate kisses and
I
just love running my fingers through his thick dark blonde hair that he wears
just long enough to touch his collars.
 
And he wears the cutest little gold rimmed glasses that make him look
like a sexy professor…which he is, a college professor, I mean.
 
I could go on about Grant’s looks forever but…you
get the point.

I
couldn’t even begin to pinpoint for sure when my feelings began to change
toward Grant.
 
Even though I knew I could
never
do anything about it, I realized
that I don’t just love Grant.
 
I was
in love
with my very best friend in the
whole world.
 
And I couldn’t tell
him…because he still saw me as a sister and probably always would.

Grant

Tied
up and spanked?
 
I was so shocked when my
best friend…my BFF…said she wondered what it would be like to be tied up and
spanked that I spewed my beer everywhere.
 
Heck, I would have soaked her if she hadn’t been sitting to the side of
me.
 
Spanked?
 
Where did
that
come from?

Maybe
I should start over.
 
Meri…Meredith…and I
have been best friends literally forever.
 
Our mothers were best friends, we were born in the same hospital and
came home the same week.
 
I like to tell
everybody she’s older just to rile her up…she’s so cute when she’s angry…but
really, two days isn’t that big a deal.
 
I mean, we’ve celebrated all our birthdays together, except our senior
year in college.
 
For some reason my then
girlfriend didn’t like Meri and insisted we celebrate without her.
 
I never understood her dislike of Meri.
 
Meri is so sweet, I don’t see how
anyone
could
not
like Meri.
 
And, really, at
the time she was like a sister to me.

That
all changed after college…maybe five or six years ago.
 
One evening, I think we were in her apartment
watching some sappy movie when I turned and looked at her.
 
It was like I was seeing her for the first
time.
 
I mean
really
seeing her.
 
I’ve
always
loved
Meri but I had never
realized how smart and funny and sexy she really is.
 
Oh yeah, she is
definitely
sexy as sin…she’s only five foot four inches tall but
has these
curves
that just won’t
stop.
 
She thinks she’s fat but I…I think
she’s just right with a body that would make a monk cry.
 
Her eyes are the prettiest hazel that seem to
change color with her mood and long red curly hair that makes me want to tangle
my fingers in it and tug her head back...well, you get the picture.
 
During the day, she wears it up in this prim
little twist that makes her look like a sexy librarian…which she is, a librarian,
I mean, at the same college where I teach art history.
 
I could continue to wax poetic about Meri’s
looks but you get the point.

I
couldn’t even begin to pinpoint for sure when my feelings began to change
toward Meri.
 
Now, even though I can
never
do anything about it, I realize
that I don’t just love her.
 
I am
in love
with my very best friend in the
whole world.
 
And I can’t tell her…because
she still sees me as a brother and probably always will.

After
spewing my beer all over Meri’s coffee table and carpet, I couldn’t stop
coughing.
 
Soon, my sweet little Meri, a
concerned look on her face, was pounding me on my back and asking if I was
okay.
 
Finally, my cough under control, I
just stared at her.
 
“You what?
 
Meri…”
 
“What?
 
I only said that I wonder
what it would be like to be tied up and spanked.
 
Geez, Grant, it’s not like I asked you to do
it.”
 
Meri has this cute little way of
pouting that drives me absolutely
nuts
.
 
Her full, sexy lower lip pooches out just a
tiny bit, making me want to bite it and suck it until she moans with
pleasure.
 
Damn, she pouts and I get a
hard-on, embarrassing to say the least.
 
She’s pouting now and my heart starts to race.
 
In an effort to hide my hard-on, I jump up
and jog into the kitchen for a towel to clean up the beer.

And
now all I can think about is her comment.
 
Spanking?
 
God, what I wouldn’t
give to paddle her very fine ass.
 
My
fingers start to itch from the want and my jeans only get tighter in the
crotch.
 
I realized then and there that I
had to get out of that apartment before I said or did something to embarrass
myself and scare my best friend to death.
 
“Sorry about that, Boo.
 
You just
kind of…caught me by surprise.
 
I mean,
really.
 
Spanking?”
 
You’re probably wondering about the
Boo
.
 
It’s a nickname we’ve called one another since we were three and we both
dressed up as ghosts for Halloween.
 
We
couldn’t stop saying boo and giggling.
 
Somehow, it became our pet name for one another when it’s just the two
of us.

I
tossed the wet towel in the sink and hurried to the front door.
 
“Well, I’ve gotta go.
 
I’ll catch you later.”
 
“But what about the movie?”
 
Damn, now I’ve hurt her feelings.
 
“I’m sorry.
 
There’s something I have to take care of.
 
Can we do it tomorrow night?”
 
She followed me to the door, the hurt obvious
in her face.
 
I couldn’t leave her like
that.
 
Turning, I kissed her softly on
the cheek, knowing I wanted to give her so much more but couldn’t.
 
“Tomorrow?”
 
She sighed and smiled that tiny little smile that said she forgave
me.
 
“Okay, tomorrow.
 
But, you’re buying pizza.”
 
I grinned, “You’ve got it.
 
Love you.”
 
She closed the door behind me but not before I heard her whisper, “I
love you.”
 
I hesitated at the sound of
her voice…something was different.
 
Thinking I was imagining thing, I hurried down the hall to my apartment
for a
very
cold shower.

Oh,
did I forget?
 
Meri and I were so close, our
apartments were only two doors apart in the same building.
 
Although, I have to admit, I was in her
apartment or she was in mine most of the time.
 
At least until one of us decided to move on.
 
Depressing thought.

Meredith

Well,
that went over well.
 
I finally got up
the courage to hint at my secret fantasy to be tied up and spanked and what
happens?
 
Grant bailed on me.
 
Seriously?
 
Did he think I was going to whip out the handcuffs and paddle and insist
he have a go at my bottom?
 
Oh, okay, I
confess.
 
I didn’t just want to be tied
up and spanked.
 
I wanted to be tied up
and spanked by Grant, my very best friend, the man I was madly in love
with.
 
Darn.
 
What the heck was I going to do?

Just
being in the same room with Grant got me
so
hot and bothered.
 
Thinking about him
paddling my bottom had me nearly insane with want and need.
 
I locked the door before shutting off the
television and lights.
 
I hurried into
the bedroom for a little
quality time
with my battery operated friend.
 
I
know…I know.
 
A Rabbit is no substitute
for the real thing but I only wanted the one man I couldn’t have, the one man
who treated me like a sister.

Grant

After
two cold showers and a lot of tossing and turning, I finally managed to get to
sleep around two in the morning.
 
Not
that I slept much.
 
I had the most erotic
dream about my sweet little Meri.
 
She was
dressed in nothing but a
very
sexy
black lace bra that barely covered her plump, beautiful breasts, a matching
barely-there thong, and sky-high stilettos that just begged me to fuck
her.
 
I kissed her pink, pouty lips
gently before placing her on her stomach on a large four-poster bed.
 
Placing my mouth close to her ear, I whispered,
“Are you sure this is what you want, my love?”
 
She gave me the sweetest smile and nodded, her eyes filled with trust
and…
love
.

I
placed pillows under her stomach, raising her sexy little ass high in the
air.
 
I kissed her again before fastening
soft padded handcuffs on her wrists and ankles, then attaching them to the bed
posts.
 
Stepping behind her, I just stood
and gazed at the beautiful sight of her ass raised in the air, tempting me, and
her sweet little pussy…my god.
 
My heart
raced at the sight.
 
I picked up two
items from the bedside table.
 
Stepping
back to her side, I placed a soft blindfold over her beautiful eyes.
 
I returned to the foot of her bed and gently
caressed her sweet, sexy little ass once before raising the paddle in my
hand.
 
Bringing the paddle down, I tapped
her lightly on the ass.
 
She whispered,
“Harder.”
 
This time, I brought the
paddle down harder.
 
I heard her moan,
but not in pain.
 
My darling Meri, my
love, was aroused by my actions.

I
woke up with a raging hard-on and my mind made up.
 
I’ve never been able to deny Meri
anything.
 
And if she really wanted to
experience spanking, I would make it happen, even though it meant revisiting a
dark side I never thought to awaken again.
 
Because, if anyone was going to spank that sexy little ass, it was damn
well going to be me.
 
And maybe it was
time to let her know how I really felt.
 
Coming
to that decision, I realized I needed to be sure this was what she really wanted
and then set the wheels in motion.
 
I
quickly showered…another cold one…before heading to a nearby coffee shop to
grab our usual Saturday morning breakfast then headed back to Meri’s
apartment.
 
As I waited for our order, I
wondered…just how was I going to broach the subject with
Meri?

Meredith

After
a session with my buddy, the Rabbit, which barely took the edge off, I took a
cold shower and tried to get some sleep.
 
After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours, I finally dozed
off in the wee hours of the morning.
 
And
then some idiot began banging on my apartment door at…I looked at my alarm
clock…eight in the morning.
 
I groaned
and covered my head with a pillow, hoping whoever it was would take the hint
and go away.
 
No such luck.
 
The banging continued for several seconds and
then I heard the sound of my front door opening.
 
Only two people had keys to my
apartment.
 
My mom, who lived several
hours away, and…Grant.
 
Crap.
 
The one person who managed to keep me awake
half the night.
 
I was a bit embarrassed
and apprehensive as to how he’d act after my little bombshell the night before.
 
“Meri?
 
You awake, hon?”
 

Groaning
again, I heard him moving around my kitchen before I heard his footsteps coming
down the hallway, headed for my bedroom.
 
Double crap.
 
“Meri?
 
Come on, babe, up and at ‘em.”
 
I uncovered my head and squinted toward the
sound of his beautiful voice.
 
Standing
in my bedroom doorway, his arms crossed over that magnificent chest of his, my Grant…my
best friend…was leaning on the door frame, a goofy grin on his face.
 
“Good morning, beautiful.”
 
“Don’t call me that,” I grumped as I sat up
in bed.
 
“Why not?”
 
He tilted his head to one side, staring for a
moment.
 
“You are, you know.
 
Beautiful, that is.”
 
What was beautiful was the smile on his
face.
 
God, I loved this man too
much.
 
“What are you doing here at this
god-awful hour?”
 
He chuckled, making my
panties wet.
 
“I brought breakfast.”
 

It
was my turn to grin.
 
“Double mocha latte
and maple walnut scones?”
 
At his nod, I
eagerly hopped out of bed, forgetting that I was wearing only the skimpiest panties
and a tank top.
 
I looked down at
myself.
 
Oh.
 
Crap.
 
Although, the look in his eyes when he saw my
pajamas was very interesting…and interested.
 
Grabbing the sheet, I wrapped it around myself.
 
“Grant!
 
Please leave so I can get dressed.”
 
There came that panty wetting chuckle again.
 
“Oh, puhleaze.
 
Babe, I’ve seen you totally naked
before.”
 
I rolled my eyes.
 
“Yeah, but we were ten and when your mom
caught us skinny dipping, neither one of us could sit for a week.”
 
“So?
 
We were still naked,” he said smugly.
 
I propped one hand on my ample hip and took on my stern librarian
persona.
 
“So, then I was skinny and flat
as a board.
 
Now, I’m…”
 
“Gorgeous.”
 
“Fat.”
 

Uh
oh.
 
I don’t know why but I suddenly got
the feeling I had seriously pissed Grant off.
 
He actually growled and stalked toward where I was frozen in place.
 
He placed his large hands on my shoulders and
bent over until his forehead was pressed against mine and we were staring into
one another’s eyes.
 
“If I
ever
hear you say that word in reference
to your body again, I am going to turn you over my knee and paddle your sweet
little ass myself.
 
Do I make myself
clear?”
 
Wow.
 
I couldn’t remember ever seeing this forceful
side of Grant before.
 
I had to admit I was
very turned on by it.
 
Could he be having some very unbrotherly
feelings about me?
 
Speechless, I
simply nodded.
 
“Good.
 
Now get that sexy little ass in the bathroom
and get dressed.”
 
He spun me around and
pushed me in the direction of the bathroom, popping me on the bottom.
 
I gave a little yelp of surprise and heard
his sexy chuckle as I scurried away.

I
hurried into the bathroom, did my business and brushed my teeth.
 
When I came back out, Grant was still where I
left him in the bedroom.
 
I looked at him
quizzically.
 
He grinned and my knees went
weak.
 
“It’s the first Saturday of the
month.”
 
Suddenly, my grin matched
his.
 
“The Market?”
 
Every Saturday of the month, the town we lived
in put on the biggest farmer’s market and swap meet in the state.
 
The first Saturday of the month it was even
bigger than usual.
 
Grant and I both loved
wandering the stalls for hours.
 
“You
want to go?”
 
“Of course.”
 
He started to follow me out of the room then
stopped.
 
I heard the laughter in his
voice when he stopped.
 
“Nice…um…play toy,
by the way.”
 
“What…”
 
I turned to see where he was looking.
 
Crap
.
 
My hot pink Rabbit vibrator was lying smack
dab in the middle of the bed where it ended up when I fell asleep the night
before.
 
Grabbing his arm, I dragged a
grinning Grant out of the bedroom.
 
“Don’t say a word.”
 
He burst out
in laughter as he allowed me to drag him down the hallway to the kitchen.

After
a quick breakfast, we got ready and headed out.
 
Grant, gentleman that he is, opened the door for me.
 
I waited until he locked my door and then
proceeded him down the hallway to the elevator.
 
“Do you want to take your car or the bus?” I asked but he didn’t
answer.
 
Turning around, I caught a look
of pure heat in his eyes before he blinked.
 
“I’m sorry, hon.
 
What did you
say?”
 
Oh.
 
My.
 
God.
 
Was he checking out my ass?
 
I
hid a small smile and quickly answered him.
 
“Are you driving or am I?”
 
He
grinned and my knees grew weak.
 
“I’ll
drive.
 
You scare me.”
 
He laughed and dodged when I tried to swat
him in the arm.
 
The elevator finally
arrived and we hopped on.
 
At that time
of day on a beautiful Saturday morning, traffic was usually heavy so the trip
to the Market normally took us nearly an hour.
 
But, it was worth it to spend a beautiful day outdoors with the man I
love.
 
Now I just had to find a way to see if he feels the same way about me.

Grant

I
felt like my heart was about to burst out of my chest.
 
When Meri jumped out of bed nearly naked, I
almost lost it.
 
All that sleek skin
and…that ass…
damn
!
 
And then I nearly lost it again following her
down the hall.
 
What is wrong with me?
 
Ever
since she dropped that bombshell the night before, all I could think about was
baring that sweet ass little ass of hers and paddling it until it glowed cherry
red.
 
And after I spanked her, I’d slide
my cock into her sweet little pussy and fuck her until we were both sated.
 
Crap!
 
There I was, stuck in heavy traffic with the
woman of my dreams and a raging hard-on.
 
Talk about thoroughly embarrassing…not to mention frustrating.

Nearly
an hour after leaving our apartment building, we finally reached the
Market.
 
I paid to park and found a spot
at the back of the crowded parking lot.
 
As I opened Meri’s door and she stepped out, she suddenly stomped her
tiny foot.
 
“Oh crap!
 
I forgot a hat.
 
I’ll probably look like a lobster by the time
we get home.”
 
I couldn’t help but chuckle.
 
She’s
so darn cute.
 
“Don’t worry, I’ll buy
you a new hat when we get inside.
 
Okay?”
 
“You’re so sweet.”
 
She smiled up at me and I suddenly felt ten
feet tall.
 
I grabbed her hand and she
seemed startled when I laced our fingers together.
 
I suddenly realized that she was trying to
hide a smile.
 
Does she like holding my hand?
 
Could she be having some very unsisterly feelings toward me?
 
Man, I sure hope so.
 
Holding hands, we entered the Market and
began looking for a stall that sold hats.

Three
hours later, Meri was wearing the cutest hat that set off her delicate features
and we’d made the rounds of less than half of the stalls in the Market.
 
Stopping in front of a small café, I asked,
“Are you hungry?
 
How about we get some
lunch and sit in the shade for a while?”
 
She grinned and my knees wobbled.
 
I love her sweet smile but when she gives me a mischievous grin, it
makes me have very…naughty…thoughts.
 
“I
am a bit hungry, not to mention thirsty.”
 
We stepped inside the small air conditioned Mexican restaurant to find
the place quiet.
 
The hostess smiled and
asked us how many.
 
“Two,” I replied
while holding up as many fingers.
 
She
led us to a small, quiet booth in the back, leaving us with menus.
 
“The waitress will be right with you to take
your orders.”

After
we looked at the menus and ordered, we found ourselves alone.
 
Now’s
my chance to ask if she was serious last night
.
 
I was very nervous but had a nearly
overwhelming need to get closer to her, to find out if she felt the same way I
do.
 
“So…” I start nervously.
 
“So?” she smirked at me.
 
“I was…um…wondering…”
 
“Wondering what?”
 
It was as if she knew what I wanted to ask
her but was determined to drag it out, to make me say it aloud.
 
I took a quick swallow of my beer.
 
“Did you mean what you said last night?”
 
She looked startled and nervous.
 
“About what?”
 
Geez.
 
She’s going to make me say it.
 
“About…wondering what…what it would be
like…”
 
I could feel my face flush
red.
 
I never dreamed I’d be having such
a conversation with Meri, my best friend.
 
Meri was sitting across the table from me, a sexy little smirk on her
face.
 
“Are you sure you want to have
this conversation here, Grant?”
 
I took a
sip of my water and shook my head.
 
“Maybe you’re right.
 
This
is
something that should be discussed in
private.”