Lovers and Friends
Here we go again. Its a never ending cycle between us. You either want me or
you hate me. Its always in the same formation. It always start the same way
and ends the same. Why? Why do we keep doing this?
There's a knock on my door and I know its you. You're the only person that
shows up at my place at two in the morning. Its the only time you can come over
without getting caught. There you are standing in the hallway with your blonde
hair in your eyes. I try hard to keep myself from letting this happen again.
But you just step inside. You don't say hello or ask how are you. Before I can
say I don't want you here, you kiss me passionately making me forget what I was
going to say.
This is wrong. I can't let this happen. Its too much work and basically it
sucks. Its not fair to you, me, her and him. I push you away and know you'll
get it if you keep trying. You slither your arms around my tiny waist and leave
tingling little kisses up my neck to my ear lobe. You win. I give up.
My arms start to pull off your t-shirt separating our lips for only a second or
two. You're pulling at my belt. As we undress each other, we make our way to
my bedroom. I throw my shirt across the room not really caring where it went.
My pants and your pants slid off as we climb into my bed. You lay me down on
the bed and kiss me from my neck to each of my shoulders. You slip the straps
of my bra off of me and unhook the clasp. You work your way to my newly exposed
breasts. You kiss both lightly making the nipples hard. You just love to tease
me. Lips touch my stomach and you slide your hands under my butt to remove my
boy shorts. I sit up on my knees. I pull at the waist band of your boxers and
grab you. You take a deep breath in. You slip out of your boxers and into me.
I feel you go in and out of me. I almost missed out on this great pleasure.
You feel so good inside of me and I can barely breathe. I dig my nails into
your back to show you how good it feels. I moan your name as I get closer and
closer to my climax, "James...oh James."
You start to pulsate in me and I can tell you're getting close. A few more
glides in and out of me and you're done as you whisper my name, "Camilla."
You kiss me a few times before you drift off to sleep. I know I don't want to
sleep because when I wake up you'll be gone. You always are. The only thing
that remains is the memories I have and the impressions you left in the bed.
But I can't stay awake. I'm too tired from what just happened. Your arms are
around my waist and my chest is against yours. I place a gentle a kiss on your
bare chest as I fall asleep.
A week passes before I hear from you again. Charlie is having all of us over
for dinner. Charlie explained that you would be picking me up because he had
already started cooking. My car's in the shop. Kara, you said, was going over
from work and we would all meet up later at Charlie's.
You didn't want to make us late so we left as soon as you show up to my place.
We sit in the silence knowing there is nothing you can say to the other. I hate
how we pretend like nothing is going on, but there is nothing we can do. You
love her and I love him, end of story.
We pull up to Charlie's. Kara's car is in the driveway. We walk up the flight
of stairs to Charlie's door. I find my key to his apartment and unlock the
door. Its quiet. I walk into the apartment as you follow behind me. No one is
in the living room or the kitchen. I slowly make my way to Charlie's bedroom.
I stand outside the door and hear little voices. I open the door. In front of
you and me is Charlie and Kara in the bed.
Charlie and Kara both look at us standing in the doorway. Charlie sees me,
"Camilla?"
Kara does the same, "James?"
You look at me as we both start to laugh. Things happen in mysterious ways.