Between Us In Boston

We got back from the market and Grady was in a shit mood after Wendy cock blocked. So he was going to pout for a bit upstairs. No doubt dialing through other options in his roster to fill his Saturday night.

Wendy was running off to start getting ready for her date - if that’s what she’s calling it.

Normally I would go and sit in the lounge upstairs and relax but since Grady was in a mood I went a jumped on Wendys bed and clicked on her TV to bother her while she was getting ready.

“So what’s this guys name?” I called out over the noise of her hair dryer. The hair dryer clicked off for a second and she paused. “Uhhh Duke… Forrester… or something like that?” She said from the cracked door of her bathroom. “Fucking Duke….” I said to myself under my breath with a smirk.

Just as I said it, I caught a whiff of her pillow I was lying on. I loved laying in her bed she had such a girl smell. Lavender and fresh linens. All of her laundry smelled the same so anytime my stuff got mixed in with hers by mistake I loved having that scent with me when I wore it.

“Where are y’all even going?” I called out again. “Boozey Rooster - ya know that place Grady went a few weeks ago and said it had a cool vibe? But was disappointed because he thought it was a strip club??” She said as she leaned out of the bathroom as she was still curling her hair. “Yeah?” I responded “That place.” She confirmed. I rolled my eyes.

“For a first date he’s taking you to a questionable coffee shop? Sounds like a fucking winner Wendy” just as I said that, she strutted out with her hair half curled and she was standing in her bra and sweatpants glaring at me with a smirk.

God damn.

Wendy was like my bro and my best friend so it was hard to really see her through a sexual lens. But I wasn’t blind. She had an incredible body. Strong core, full tits and long gorgeous muscular legs.

Her lips were naturally full and her eyes-piercing green.

She knew she was beautiful, but she was also hilariously awkward. The kind of awkward that put people at ease, that made them laugh and feel instantly comfortable. She also had an air of professionalism, but there was also something boyish about her charm—despite the fact that she turned heads everywhere she went.

“He’s not someone I expect to see after tonight so I don’t really care where we meet. I haven’t been on a date in a minute and I need to have some fun.” She said very matter of fact. I rolled my eyes and just looked at her. I had to catch myself from really scanning her full body.

She laughed and said “I’m serious I’m not keeping this one. He’s too edgy to be a keeper. I’m tossing his ass back!”

And then there was her laugh, unapologetically loud, silly, and utterly contagious. It spilled out of her with ease, filling every space she entered. You could pick her out of a crowd just by the sound of it. It was joyful. It was bright. It was Wendy.

I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about sleeping with her - of course I have. I think I would if she really wanted to. But I’m not seeking it out. She’s Wendy. She is more than a best friend. She was family. She was apart of all of my plans and ideas for the future. I couldn’t see a future without her in it. Yeah I guess I’d get a wife or something but ideally Wendy would move in and live across the street from us.

As she continued to get ready I rolled out of her bed and went to make some lunch. Grady was coming down the stairs with a pep in his step and I could tell he filled his evening with someone else to fill. “So what’s her name?” I asked already regretting the question. “Samantha… I think or something with an S - if she’s the one I’m thinking of, she doesn’t have pierced nipples, FUCK YOU AGAIN FOR THAT WENDY” he said shouting towards her room, “but she has nice tits so I’ll still get the same fun.” He said like a cat that ate the canary. “Your dick is going to fall off before you’re 30 if you continue at this rate.” I said as I gave him a high five. He was a total womanizer without a doubt, but he was my best friend and it was amazing to see how easy it was for him to just claim women anywhere he went. Not my style, not at all. But I definitely respected his game.