I looked down at my ringing phone, hurriedly pushing the earring through my ear to answer it before the call ended.
"Hey, bitch," I greeted my best friend, Benji, who was visiting me from Alaska. He had moved there last year for work and I was finally getting to see him again. He was only here for a few days on a business trip, but he planned on spending today with me since they let him have it off. I put my phone on speaker and placed it on the desk to finish up my makeup.
"You about ready, princess?" he asked, chuckling.
"Mm, I think so, just finishing up my face paint," I joked. "Are we still on for the movie and then dinner after?"
"Yep, that's the plan. Do you want fancy or just nuggets?" he questioned.
"That's a tough one. On one hand, I love nuggets. On the other hand, it feels like we should be doing something special seeing as how we've been apart for an entire year." He paused for a moment, seeming to think.
"Bestro has fancy nuggets," he suggested. "About $40 a plate, but I'm buying, so don't you worry your pretty little head." I laughed.
"Alright, sounds good. We can have our cake and eat it, too. Oh! Do they have cake?" I asked with a serious tone. Benji burst out laughing.
"Yes, yes, they do. I'll pick you up in a little bit, Alright? Be ready."
"Alright, see you in a bit!" I replied, ending the phone call. I finished applying the last bit of mascara and hopped out of my vanity seat, stepping into my walk-in closet. I had fibbed a little when I told Benji I was just finishing my makeup, I also needed to get dressed. Fortunately, I already had an idea of what I wanted to wear. A strappy tight black dress, hugging every curve from my cleavage to my knees. Paired with a grey cardigan and black heels. It seemed appropriate for the fancy movie theater and restaurant Benji was taking me to.
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I was standing on my tippy toes, in only my simple grey T-shirt bra and black undies, trying to reach the nude heels that were on the top shelf of my closet, when I felt a warm body standing behind me. I screeched, then calmed down and laughed a little bit.
"Benji, I know you said a little bit, but I didn't think you'd be that fast." I kept trying to reach for my heels when I saw a pair of hands easily reach up and snatch them off the shelf. I gulped. Benji's hands are not that big. Plus, I could see a thin layer of the dark brown hair that covered the top on his arm and I know for a fact that Benji waxes. I gasped and turned around, gripping my grey cardigan to my my body. Grant places his arms on the clothing rack behind me to support himself and trap me between him.
"Now, princess, this Benji you're talking about better be a dog." I glared at him.
"I don't have to tell you shit, Grant." He leaned down even further, his lips so close that I could feel his minty breath on my mouth. I tried to lean away, but his arms kept me from doing that.
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"P-please, stop it, Grant," I begged pathetically, teary eyes staring up at him. He had my arms pinned above my head with one hand, as the other slipped into my shorts. I bit my lip, refusing to moan, as his finger slipped inside my folds. "Oh, you...