2 years ago
5 out of 5 stars
"I would never hurt you, Justin." She said softly. "You want your first time, and you want it with someone who cares. I care." She smiled. "And when we've talked about it, you've admitted you're worried the girl would have done it and you haven't and you'd look bad. I've fooled around before and know you haven't. We'll take our time, and you would never have to worry about me making fun of you."
"Sam, you—" It dawned on me she was completely serious.
My mind raced.
Sam had been my best friend for years. Although I did think she was pretty and once in a while had a dirty thought about her, I had never really thought of her like that.
On the other hand, I'd never seen her dressed like this. She looked damn good and I knew she cared about me. I wouldn't have to worry about experience and—
"I won't tell anyone," she added. "No one needs to know, and after, if you want to go slut around, go ahead, but at least the first time will be the right way."
"Sam, I—" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I can't do this with you. I appreciate it, but ... we're best friends. I don't want to—"
I opened my eyes to see Sam unbuttoning her dress. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to help you stop thinking of me as a friend."
Sam reached the last button just above her waist and opened the dress to reveal she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Holy shit," I whispered at the sight of her bare breasts.
Sam wasn't big on top, but they her breasts were perky, perfectly round, and her pink nipples were erect and less than a foot from my face.