me, will definitely clear that up a bit. I laugh at him and tell him to grow up, but he loves every minute of teasing me, especially when I give him playful slap in the arm.
Then before I can even see it coming, he shoves me into a corridor and starts making-out with me. Even though we have both been missing for over two hours now, I can’t bring myself to resist him. It’s also clear he can’t resist me, when he shoves his tongue down my throat. I kiss him back, loving every minute of it. It is so thrilling, impulsive and badass; all the things I am not. Finally, I pull away panting, “We are going to get caught.”
Ben gives me a wicked grin then kisses me again, “You smell so good though.”
Once again, I find myself being sucked right back into his sexual vortex. But when I start to feel his hand slide up my skirt, my legs stiffen and I pull away, “Ben stop. Do want to keep this a secret or not?” I say completely out of breath.
His hands move up to my hips, “I want whatever you want.” He kisses my cheek then adds, “But right now what I really want is to fuck you - again.”
I place my hands on his forearms, “Not here.”
“Fine.” Ben pouts, “But I just love when I get you all worked up.”
I blush, “Well you’ve always known how to press my buttons.”
Ben leans his arm on the wall behind me and smugly grins, “Now I actually know how to push all of them.”
I roll my eyes at his attempt at self-praise (which I will never let him know, was the most intense orgasm I have ever had). He rubs his finger over my cheek, and gives me one final soft and gentle kiss on my forehead.
When we approach the Theatre Bar, Jessica is leaning on Michael’s shoulder, captivated by the entertainment on the stage. Michelle and Stephanie are in an intense conversation (which I am sure has no more depth than who has the better martini), while at the far end of the table Eric and Matthew, play a game of cards.
“Honestly man? How could it have possibly taken over two hours to find your phone?” Eric shouts over the noise.
“We were ready to send out a search party, if you didn’t show up in the next fifteen minutes.” Michael adds.
“Yay! Megan!” Jessica squeals and runs in my direction. She flings her arms around me and dangles heavily from my neck. Then she points her finger in Ben’s face, “Where were you Mister? How did you two end up together? Weren’t you on a date with Steven?”
Ben and I share an awkward glance before he pipes up and feeds our fabricated story to our friends. It is frightening how easily Ben begins to divulge in our lie. It actually worries me and makes me wonder how he can hide the truth with such poise. But I remind myself this is an unusual circumstance, and I am sure he never has or would ever lie to me.
“Well one of you could have called to let us know you were okay.” Eric says when Ben finishes.
“You’re right, sorry man.” Ben says with deadpan eyes.
“Any-who,” Jessica says with a slur to her voice, “Enough about Ben’s mysterious disappearance and you somehow finding him. What I want to know is how it went with Steven? Did he kiss you?”
“No” I say steadying Jessica on her feet.
Ben’s ears perk up and he lingers beside me to eavesdrop on our conversation.
“Why not?” Jessica shouts, “But he likes you, so why wouldn’t he kiss you?”
“It’s because he’s a gentleman.” I say loud enough for Ben to hear. He rolls his eyes and sits down beside Matthew.
“Well that is true.” Jessica says, and pulls me into the empty chair between her and Michelle. “I saved it for you.” She adds, smiling proudly to herself.
I sit down and see Ben speaking to the server. He points at me and I can tell he has ordered my drink. I smile at him and think; even though we have totally trampled all over our once pure and wholesome friendship that hint of us that was recently missing is back.
I listen to Jessica ramble on and re-cap on how amazing today was with all of us, and how great it was to be together like old times. I agree with her and say I couldn’t have asked for a better