Best guy friend

Wednesday night, I was hanging out with my best guy friend. We’ve known each other since middle school, totally platonic, nothing weird. He was making me watch Star Wars (his idea, not mine), and we were just chilling on his couch. At one point, I complained about my foot hurting from work, not expecting much.

Without hesitation, he grabbed my foot, pulled it onto his lap, and started massaging it. Then he pulled my socks off and really got into it. I didn’t think I’d enjoy it thatttt much, but the second his fingers dug into the sore spots, I let out this little whine of relief. And then… I felt it. A slow, creeping heat settling between my legs!! My body reacting in ways I definitely wasn’t expecting.

I tried to ignore it, but then he looked at me, noticed my face flushing, and asked if I was alright. I nodded, shifting slightly, propping one knee to the side, not thinking much of it until his hands slid up to my calves, then my thighs…. I didn’t stop him.

He kept going, his touch slow, deliberate, natural, like he was testing the waters. By the time he reached my inner thighs, I knew I was wet… And then he did too, because his fingers brushed against my shorts, shifting the fabric, and there it was a wet patch darkening my baby blue panties.