Emily wants to be friends with benefits

“I can’t tell you how happy it makes me that I’ve found you again,” Emily says. “We have a lot of years to catch up on, and I look forward to it. I’ve been needing a good friend lately, and to have my best friend ever come back into my life is a gift.”

“Thank you,” I say, feeling humbled.

“I don’t have a boyfriend right now. My boyfriend in high school went to a different university; he wanted to do the long-distance thing, but I wasn’t interested. Partly, I don’t want to be that tied down when I’m just starting college. I like the ‘regular sex’ part, though; I like that a lot—and you just blew my mind. That’s the best sex I’ve had in my life. Starting with you eating pussy like you love doing it.”

“I do,” I say.

“I don’t doubt it,” Emily responds. “But do you know how rare that is?” I nod, and she continues. “What I’m getting at is this. I’m not ready for anything exclusive right now, but I want to spend a lot of time with you as good friends, and I really want to spend a lot of that time naked and writhing with you doing wonderful things to my pussy. Does that sound like a plan to you?”

“Friends with benefits, you mean?” I ask.

“And I promise to make the benefits as spectacular for you as I can. And since I’m not ready for anything exclusive, I won’t cramp your style with your clients, either. Sound good?”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Let’s fuck on it.”

“Don’t you mean ‘shake on it’?” I ask, a little confused.

“No,” Emily replies, reaching a hand between my legs to fondle my balls. “I mean fuck on it.”