Chapter 17

Bob flew Jenny home on Sunday evening after spending the day on a rented sailboat. After such a wonderful weekend, Jenny was walking on air. While she was disappointed that Bob was going out of town again, in one way, it was good. It would give her time to think. She knew that she liked Bob more than she should after such a short time. Yet, she had a lot of things she wanted to do with her life and she wasn't sure she wanted to be in a committed relationship at this time. She thought that Bob felt the same way. She decided to put those thoughts away for the time being. Erica was due in on Wednesday and that would help to occupy her mind and get it off of her and Bob's relationship.

The airport was packed as Jenny stood at the security gate looking for Erica. She checked and doubled checked the flight and it was on time, but she hadn't seen Erica in the passengers coming from the concourse. As the crowds lessened for a moment, she saw a pretty woman with a carry-on bag looking around. She stared at her for a second. Suddenly it hit her. It was Erica. "Erica," she screamed.

Erica looked at Jenny, startled. "Jenny?" she said.

Suddenly the two lost friends ran to each other and flew together in an embrace.

"My God, I didn't even recognize you," Jenny said pulling back from her friend. Gone were the horned rimmed glasses and the stringy brown hair. Erica was now a blonde. She wore no glasses, had a beautiful complexion and her face somehow looked different. She was wearing an expensive tailored business suit with four-inch high heels on her feet. She almost looked like one of the models at the agency.

"I didn't recognize you either," Erica said. "You're gorgeous."

"So are you. I can't believe it."

The two women walked arm in arm out of the airport, talking a mile a minute. The conversation continued as they drove to Jenny's apartment. They talked about jobs, friends and old times. Both had so much to tell the other that they were constantly interrupting each other.

Jenny learned that Erica was in a high-level sales management position in a technology company and was doing very well for herself. She told Jenny that she had had plastic surgery to straighten her nose and fix a hereditary double chin. The surgery had opened closed doors for her and changed her love life dramatically.

By the time the two reached the apartment, they were tired but not talked out. Jenny gave Erica towels and told her to take her shower first.

A short time later Erica came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and drying her hair. "Your turn," she said.

Jenny took her shower and put on a pair of silk pajamas. Then she got a bottle of wine and the two of them curled up on the bed to talk some more. Within a few minutes the time and distance between them had all but disappeared. They had talked non-stop for three hours about every subject but one... sex.

Finally Erica brought it up, anxious to know more about Jenny's adventures. "So tell me more about this guy whose face you were sitting when I called."

"Oh Tim," Jenny giggled. The wine was having an effect. "Well, he is tall and very handsome. However, he's only 19."

"Jenny I'm surprised at you," Erica said in mock disapproval. "He's just a baby." However, her tone quickly changed to one of excitement. "So tell me, how in the world did you come about sitting on his face?" she laughed.

"It was his idea... I just went along with it. At first I was shocked but I got over that quickly," she laughed and added, "Everyone has their kinks."

"Yes, I know," Erica said. "Now what about this new guy you were telling me about, Robert? Is he good in bed."

"You were never one to beat around the bush," Jenny said but got a dreamy look on her face. "He's wonderful, in bed and out. Also very handsome and... filthy rich."

"Handsome, rich and good in bed and you haven't married him yet?" Erica joked.

"No... we just started going out. In fact," Jenny said dropping her voice to a whisper, "we spent the weekend together in San Francisco."

"My, that sounds pretty serious."

"Not really... at least not yet. He's a little older and while that doesn't bother me but it seems to be an issue with him."

"How much older... 80?"

"No. He's forty-seven."

"That's not bad," Erica said. "I've dated older guys."

"But that's not all, there's another little issue... he owns the company I work for."

"Oh really," Erica said curiously.

"That's not why I got promoted," Jenny said, reading Erica's mind. "I didn't know him until afterward."

"I wasn't going to say anything," Erica said and laughed.

"Yeah... right," Jenny said. "Now tell me about your love life."

"Hummm," Erica said. "There's been so many." Then she giggled and poured herself another glass of wine. "Ever since I had the surgery, guys... and some women have been beating down my door."

"Women?" Jenny asked curiously.

"You'd be surprised."

"Not really," Jenny answered.

Erica looked at her funny but then continued, "I'm not dating anyone steady. I have three or four guys that I go out with. Each one has his purpose," she laughed. There's Roger, who is very well endowed. Then Frank... he's pretty kinky. And Larry... well, Larry's a little strange but lots of fun." Erica paused as if reliving some experience. Then she turned the conversion back to Jenny. "So who else are you doing?"

"Well... I probably shouldn't tell you this but since you're my best friend," Jenny said and paused. "I went out with two guys last week and we ended up having a threesome." Jenny blushed.

"Jenny Crawford, I'm surprised at you," Erica laughed. Then she said, "I have to admit, I've done that once or twice myself."

"Really... Erica Watson the wall flower, fucking two guy at once," Jenny roared. "I would have never guessed."

"Well, there's lots of things you don't know about me... even back as far as high school."

Jenny looked at Erica and narrowed her eyes. "Like what? I thought we had a pact to tell each other everything."

"Well, there were some things at the time that were better left unsaid."

"Come on Erica... like what?"

Erica looked a little uncomfortable, as if she regretted saying anything. She sighed and said, "Well, like having an affair with a teacher when we were seniors in high school."

"You had an affair with a teacher in high school," Jenny almost screamed. "You told me you were a virgin until that you met that guy... what's his name... in college."

"I was."

"Then how could you have had an affair with a guy in high school?"

"I didn't say it was a guy."

Jenny opened her mouth but nothing came out. Her lips moved but her throat was paralyzed.

"You remember Mrs. Anderson, our biology teacher?"

Jenny swallowed and nodded her head, her eyes as big as saucers. She remembered the pretty teacher. All the guys were wild over her.

"Well, I went to her house to get some tutoring. I learned a lot about biology but those questions were never on the test."

"Mrs. Anderson," Jenny finally gasped. "She was married with three kids as I remember it."

"Yep. The first time was at her house when her husband was out of town and her kids were upstairs asleep. It was right after my 18th birthday. She broke out a bottle of wine to celebrate and we sat in the living room. She was explaining the reproductive organs and... well, one thing led to another and before I knew it we were making love right on the sofa. I didn't really do anything to her in the beginning... she... she just ate me." It was Erica's turn to blush. "Obviously I had never had anyone put their mouth on me down there. We were sitting on the sofa talking and suddenly she was kissing me. I was so shocked that I couldn't move. I guess she thought that was an okay to go further. A second later she had her hand inside my blouse and was playing with my breasts. By the time I realized what was going on, she was on her knees with her head between my legs. God Erica, I had never cum like that before."

The story had a familiar ring to Jenny. "God Erica, I can't believe it. And, I'm hurt that you never told me."

"I tried a thousand times but it's not something that one can easily explain. I would have never though about doing anything with a woman. But, after that time, for several months I would go over to her house and we would study, then she would eat me. She never asked for me to return the favor. However, I felt guilty and eventually I... I did it to her on my own and... well the rest is history as they say. We did it at least once a week for the entire senior year."

Jenny suddenly realized that she never really knew her best friend. She also felt stupid. Her best friend was having a torrid affair with a woman right under her nose and she knew nothing about it. Jenny's voice was short and showed a little anger as she said, "Well, I guess we had better get to bed. You have your conference and I have to get up early for work."

Erica could tell that Jenny was hurt. Now she regretted telling her.

Jenny said good night and got under the sheets and turned over.

"Uh... Jenny, I normally sleep naked... if that bothers you I can put something on."

Jenny stayed on her side and said, "Suit yourself."

Eric stripped off her robe and crawled under the covers. She turned out the light and lay there staring at the ceiling. When she looked over at Jenny, she could tell that she wasn't asleep. Taking a big risk she rolled over on her side and snuggled up behind Jenny, throwing her arm across her.

Jenny tensed as she felt her naked friend's breast press to her back.

"I'm sorry Jenny," Erica whispered. "I wanted to tell you, I really did." Erica rubbed her hand up and down Jenny's arm.

Jenny ignored her. Then she heard a sob as Erica turned away from her. Suddenly she felt even worse. She lay quietly for a long time, listening to Erica. Finally, she turned over and saw the pretty woman lying on her back, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Erica," Jenny said and moved closer to her. She reached up and wiped tears from her cheeks. "It's me that should be sorry. Here I am a grown woman getting upset about something that happened ten years ago. You were always a good friend," Jenny said as her own tears began to fall.