Years of Tension | |||
Author: jericho | |||
Added: Jun 10 2019 | Views / Reads: 4376 / 3538 [81%] | Part vote: 9.71 (31 votes) | |
An old friend of mine and I finally move beyond flirting, consequences be damned. | |||
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Lacie is one of my oldest friends. When I'd moved to the area 10 years ago, I hadn't know anyone; I went where the work was, and that was that. I've never been what one might call a social butterfly, either, so I made friends slowly when I made them at all. I'd met her through a friend who played in a local casual adult kickball league, and we got along almost immediately. We were both single in those days, and while there was some light flirting and occasional post-game drunken kissing, nothing ever really came of it, and that was all there was to it. Eventually, we both met the people who would become our respective spouses, got married, had kids, the whole nine. We remained friends throughout, and my wife quickly became her best friend. Her husband and I got along famously as well, bonding over sports and beer. In short, we were the stereotypical couple-based best friends, and stayed that way for many years.Lacie and I have always maintained a "playful" dynamic, for lack of a better term. We behave, but once you get a couple beers in us, things get a little dangerous. For a long time, I figured it was actually healthy; every married person I've ever met has gone through some kind of withdrawl from not being able to flirt with the opposite sex in the same way, and she and I provided a "safe" outlet for each other in that regard. We'd joke about sex, and meeting up to bang, leaving used condoms in wildy inappropriate places to screw with people, all of it, but it was all just banter; nothing ever really came out of it. At the very worst, if we were drunk enough and no one was around, we'd make ...
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