It was about an hour before I was going to leave work when my phone lit up with a message from my best friend Keith. I assumed it was just going to be a meme or reel like we always send each other during the work day but it wasn’t.

“Hey man I have a huge favor to ask you, Jessica’s flight got delayed, I guess you guys have a huge storm over there? Anyways bro could you pick her up and let her crash at your place?”

“The airline isn’t hooking her up for the delay?”

I didn’t know Jessica all that well despite meeting her over 5 years ago. I just knew her as my best friend’s girlfriend who started dating him before we moved away. I guess this is a duty of mine for living in one of the most popular layover cities in the country.

“Nah man she’s totally screwed, I don’t want her sleeping in the airport we don’t know when the flight is going to reschedule”

“Sure man no problem, Jess and Courtney can catch up I guess”

I texted Courtney (my girlfriend) that all of a sudden we needed to be expecting company and that she should straighten up the guest room downstairs when she gets home from work when I head to the airport.

“Babe this is really bad timing but I think I’m coming down with something…I’ve been feeling off all day but I’ll do my best to straighten up and then head to bed most likely…”

Alright, fuck it.

The first big blizzard of the year, extra slow traffic and multiple cancelled flights caused the airport terminals to be a total shit show. I texted Keith to let him know I was close by and that he should give me Jessica’s number. I shot Jessica a simple text about what kind of truck I was in and she replied that she was in a tan tank top and red beanie. A tank top…? Is this chick nuts?? I guess she didn’t expect to find herself outside in a blizzard.

I found her easy enough and she hopped in my truck in a quick flurry of carry on bags and luggage. I hated to immediately cross a line but I couldn’t help that the cold weather made her nipples rock hard and poke through her tank top…I hope she didn’t notice me stare.

As Jessica hovered over the heating fans she looked a lot better than I had remembered. We caught up with the basics of small talk on the way back to my place. She complimented my music, I made jokes about Keith’s habits, how shitty air travel can be, and how Courtney was feeling sick.

Once we got to my place, I showed her down to her guest room. It was downstairs but technically it was in our basement.

“So you’re just going to lock me down here? I sure hope you don’t do anything freaky down here in your basement dungeon…”

“Oh no the freaky stuff would only come out if Keith were visiting…” I thought I’d make the typical best friend lovers joke to break the awkwardness.

“Oh well that’s too bad…What’s for dinner?”

“You know I hadn’t even thought of that with everything coming up so quickly…We do have a nice bottle of wine I’ve been wanting to try with some pasta, sound good?”

“That sounds great, I’ll come upstairs after I get settled”

Wow…that was easy Courtney would’ve probably complained until she felt like she made the choice herself. Shit speaking of, I better go check on her.

When I went to the master bedroom on the top level of the house the typical horrors of a freshly sick partner were laid out before me. Puke bucket, tissues and blankets were strewn across the room and Courtney was passed out. I figured I should let her sleep it off.

Fast forward to Dinner, I cooked up a nice bolognese, cracked the wine open and laughed with Jess the whole time. She stressed that her friends call her Jess and I’ve technically known her for half a decade now. We ate at the table and I quickly found the conversation flowing. I knew why Keith was head over heels for Jess; she was quite enigmatic. After we finished up dinner I was kinda bummed saying it but I figured I’d shoot Jess the question of if she wanted to retire for the night.

“Hell no, I’m too pent up from the day still, my flight is early tomorrow but I’m not ready to hit the hay just yet. Want to open another bottle and watch something?”

“Sure thing, you choose, I got so caught up checking on Court that I’m still wearing my work clothes. I’ll be right down” I replied as I grabbed another bottle of wine and opened it.

I got upstairs and Courtney was still sleeping like a rock and snoring up a storm. The first bottle of wine caught up to me pretty fast and I found myself thinking about Jessica’s nipples and tits when she hopped into my truck in a frozen torrent. I started to get a little hard just thinking about it. It had definitely been a while I guess. I picked out a pair of my grey Nike sweats that made my dick look the best and the little bit of liquid courage and blood flowing to the area made them fit a little extra snug. I headed downstairs and was immediately greeted with Jess pouring the wine.

“What’s cooking good lookin” she said.

Strange. I noticed she stared at my pants, was I still semi hard?

“It’s only even to stare, I mean I noticed you staring earlier too..” she giggled.

“Oh uhh, huh? When?” I awkwardly stammered out.

“I’m just fucking with you dude, we’re watching Friday the 13th, not the original the reboot!”

“Isn’t it a little late for Halloween movies…it’s the middle of January?”

“Who doesn’t love seeing college students make poor choices and get axed??”

She had a point, and I hadn’t seen the movie so I figured whatever.

I grabbed my glass of wine and sat down on the couch. Jess plopped almost directly next to me. Less than 5 minutes into the movie and we already have our first pair of tits on the screen.

“Like what you see?” She laughed out as I shifted my sitting position.

“I mean it’s not the worst thing to be watching I guess”.

As the movie progressed I realized we weren’t watching anything with too much substance. We ended up chatting more than actually watching the movie. Things got more personal. Keith’s late hours, her feeling lonely in California, me missing home and my friends.

Next thing you know people are having sex on the tv screen.

“Damn not gonna lie, that’s pretty hot…” Jess said softly.

“Is that right” I said as I turned to face her.

“Yeah I wish…”

\*Dude wtf are you doing runs through my head like a speeding bullet\*

I composed myself and our personal chats took a more risqué tone for the rest of the movie. She mentioned Keith’s timidness in the bedroom, we shared fantasies, I told her about my dead bedroom with Courtney. Fuck I must be more drunk than I thought if I was opening up like that to a practical stranger. As the credits rolled I got up and the blood rushed to my head, yeah I was officially drunk.

Two and half bottles deep between us and my smooth ass throws out “what time’s your flight again? 7am? You should get some sleep probably”

“Oh alright”

She looked bummed but I didn’t know if my drunk and ravenous thoughts were clouding my interpretation. I led Jess down the stairs as the basement wasn’t the most well lit area; last thing we needed was a tumble.

We got to her room and I awkwardly said “alright catch you in the morning!” And shot her the dumbest fingerguns point I think I’ve ever done. What was wrong with me? Had it been that long since I flirted with another woman?

“Thank you so so so much for saving me today, I can’t think of how to repay you!”

She walked up toward me and wrapped me in the hottest bear hug I’ve ever gotten. She lingered, I pulled away.

“Hey it gets really cold down here, there’s extra blankets upstairs by the couch if you need anything, I’m going to clean up and head to the top floor and hit the sack”

“Sounds like a plan, I’ll see you tomorrow morning. Seriously though thank you for today!”

I stammered upstairs replaying every micro movement we made towards each other in the past three hours. Am I just that horny that I’m looking for shit that isn’t there?

10 minutes later my phone vibrates in my pocket. It’s Jess.

“Hey I know I’m a pain in the ass…could you bring me down a blanket and just leave it at the door? Please please save me one more time today!”

“No prob, I’ll drop it off in a sec”

My dick twitched again as I grabbed my favorite fuzzy blanket and headed downstairs picturing it covering Jess’ naked body all night. I figured I shouldn’t make too much noise if she was starting to fall asleep but I noticed her door was cracked and some light was shining through.

As I got closer I couldn’t believe it.

The first thing I saw were Jess’s feet in the air and her legs spread apart. Then I noticed that she wasn’t wearing any clothes and she was touching herself. Her eyes were closed and with one hand she was circling the nipple on her left breast and her right hand was alternating between rubbing her clit and shoving a finger inside herself.

Holy fuck, I still couldn’t believe it.

Jess was going at it, she even moaned a little bit, despite being at the door I could hear just how wet she was. She was practiced at this, all those lonely nights she described on the couch led to her clinical assessment of her own body. She switched up positions and I swear she glanced over and saw me watching. This time she only lifted one leg in the air as she plunged her fingers deep in her slit. I was so hard I felt like my cock was going to fall off and the worst thoughts started to run through my head.

I had to turn around, I had to be a better person than my mind wanted me to be; I had to walk away. Maybe she didn’t know the door was cracked open and I’ve just been creeping on my best friend’s girlfriend. That had to be it, I thought to myself as I made my final journey up the stairs to get some sleep.

As I closed the door to the basement my phone vibrated again in my pocket.

“You’re going to kill me…I left my tote bag upstairs and I kind of need what’s in there for the morning, last favor I swear”

I walked over to the kitchen counter and grabbed her bag and immediately did a double take. What is that…?

A purse, different makeup, Kleenex and a big purple dildo greeted me during my second glance into Jess’ stuff. Now I’m going through her stuff? What the hell is wrong with me. Downstairs I go…

The door to the guest room was even more open now, no blanket on the floor either

I figured I should just leave the bag on the floor at the same spot but my bad judgement made me tap the door instead..

“Hey uhhh, your bag is right here…want me to leave it?”

Almost immediately the door was pulled open and I was greeted to Jess standing in front of me with the blanket wrapped tightly around her body.

“Life saver making his final drop off of the night, hope you really needed whatever is in here”

“Well yeah, if you aren’t going to take the hint and come fuck me, then I better be able to do it myself”

Jess opened up the blanket and my god was she even more astounding up close.

Perky breasts, a tight stomach, neatly kept bush and her thighs still glistening from the warm up she preformed on herself.

We eyed each other up and down and my dick was so hard I felt like it was going to shatter. Jess approached and wrapped her fingers around my waistband and pulled my pants down. She turned around as she grabbed my member like the an animal on a leash as she led me to the bed. She pushed me onto the bed, straddled me and started to kiss my neck as I explored her with my hands.

“Let’s recreate the scene from the movie that we liked so much”

She lifted herself onto my cock and started to grind slowly with intention. Her inhibitions gone, she rode me with ease soaking our thighs with every soft plop up and down.Thank god for the wine, it was the only thing keeping me from an immediate eruption.

As we switched position the primal look in Jess’ eyes really turned me on. I mounted her and really started to go all out, as I got as deep as I could into her she let out the most sensual moan and drove her fingers into my back.

During our talk on the couch I remember Jess saying “He’s never rough with me, you know, sometimes you just want to give up and let someone have their way with you..”

So I wrapped my hand lightly around her neck and started to squeeze, her eyes opened wide and I instinctively recoiled my hand

“Put it back and take me however you want….”

“Are you sure?”

“I said put it back”

Holy shit that turned me on. I did as she said and went to work reading what motions illicited the best reactions out of her body. With every thrust I fought myself from the joy of release, I wanted to savor every moment I had caught up in this crazy mess I found myself in.

“I’m getting close…should I go grab a towel or something?”

“I want all of it, I want all of you, just don’t stop…I’m too close to stop…”

I felt myself building up even more as I grabbed around her waist and pounded like I was never going to fuck again in my life.

She dug her nails into my arm as she squeezed around my thighs, as we looked into each other’s eyes, I emptied myself inside her.

“Holy fuck we might’ve gotten a little carried away huh” she said softly.

I wiped the sticky hair from her face as she smiled up at me; I finally pulled out releasing our pent up sex all over my favorite blanket.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry here I was thinking I finally made it up to you and I ruined it…”

“You didn’t ruin anything Jess you’re perfect”

“You mean that? I… I have a flight in 6 hours I better get some sleep thanks so much for all your help today”

“You don’t need to keep thanking me Jess, I’m just glad I could be there for you”

I stammered up and put my clothes back on. The rest of the night went as usual. I got upstairs and Courtney was still out cold.

I felt like I blinked my eyes and my alarm was going off. I stumbled downstairs and was surprised to see Courtney and Jess laughing with cups of coffee in hand.

“Hey Court you feeling better?”

“Yeah I guess I just needed a good nights sleep, I wanted to catch up with Jess when I still could, I’m going to drive her to the airport so you don’t have to worry about it. I got you a coffee right here, you should get some more sleep, you look exhausted”

Jess ran up and wrapped her arms around me for a hug.

“Thanks again, I still owe you one”

And just like that, life was back to normal. I went downstairs to make sure Jess didn’t miss anything and her room was neatly tidied up. The not so neatly blanket sitting on the floor stood out, a memory of the nights debauchery. I grabbed it and it still smelt like her. I went upstairs and bundled myself up on the couch and turned on some college football pre-game show and passed out.

Later that day I got a text from Keith.

“Hey man I can’t thank you enough for helping out Jessica. She said you really took care of her. Also I’m gonna venmo you $50 for some blanket she spilt wine on? She said it’s the least I could do. She said we have to plan a trip out there soon or something man; maybe Super Bowl weekend next month?”

I immediately opened my calendar…