Look at the tape

“Uh, Melody, you might want to come over her for a second.” You say as you eye the video camera. You turn off the camera, then pop out the tape that was inside, your guts freezing at the sight of it. Yet at the same time…

Melody steps out into the room and sees what you are looking at, “Oh my GOD…no we did not…we couldn’t have! Could we?” She asks in horror, but tinged with something else.

“I…I don’t know. Do…do you want to see if we did?”

Melody bites her lip, “Uhm…I…I guess so. At least, if we did we’d know if we were, ah, good…” She trails off as she blushes, the blush matching the long red shirt she had thrown on.

You quickly move over the DVD/VCR and pop the tape in, then turn on the LCD Flatscreen. You rewind the tape while Melody takes out a container of OJ from the small fridge. She pours two cups and gives you one. Your hands brush against each other, and she blushes at the contact. A contact that just yesterday she would have just shrugged off, today makes her blush.

The rewinding stops and you grab the remote and push play. The screen comes to life, and just as Melody predicted she was riding you fast her beautiful breasts bouncing wildly atop you. At first the only sounds are wet slapping as you thrust up to meet her, and grunts and groans from the both of you with the occasional gasp.

The first words out of the speaker are Melody screaming at the top of her lungs, “Oh God, Jack that feelsh sho good! I love you sho mush…so mush…alwaysh have. Ugh, fuck me, make me cum!"

You look over at Melody whose eyes were wide open as she watches herself ride you. Her breathing was strained and her nipples poked through the red shirt she wore. She licks her lips at the sight, then sees you looking at her, “S…see? I had a feeling I was going cowgirl and rode you. Heh.” She grins at you.

The next words, this time in your voice, come from the screen, “I love you too, Melody. From the firsht time I met you. Oh, how I love you.”

“For a drunk guy you have a way with words there Jack” It’s your turn to blush, in your drunken stupor you had confessed your love for Melody…but then so had Melody.

The action on the screen reaches a crescendo as Melody cums loudly, you meeting her there a second later. She collapses on top of you, then looks at the camera, “It wash shuch a good idea the video camera. Thish way when we wake up in each othersh armsh we won’t freak out.” She turns back to you and kisses you passionately.

As your present selves watch your past selves you feel a tingling come over you. You look at Melody unable to speak for a couple seconds, “So…I guess we recorded so we’d remember…”

Melody nods, looking at you apprehensively, “So…ah…did you mean it? Do you love me?” Her face indicating fear. As if she thought you said that in your drunken stupor to comfort her.

You want to assuage the fear, so you wrap your arm around her and lift her face with a finger under her chin, and say, “Yes…I do love you. I don’t want to see you hurt again. Now, I would be happy to go back to being best friends to keep you in my life. But…I would like the opportunity to make you happy. What do you say?” You stare back into her emerald eyes, awaiting her answer.