Ep1Ch1 – Stupid Idea

It’s Friday, like almost zero o’clock already. As I’m mindlessly scrolling through Twitter on my computer, I see my phone light up from the corner of my eye. Cassy texted me.

“In 10 Mins at mine, the date was a disaster, need you.”

Rolling my eyes, but can’t help a slight grin as I tuck the phone into my hoodie. So, I shut down the computer and head to the bedroom.

Quickly throw on some sweatpants, grab my jacket, and slip on my shoes before clumsily stumbling out of my apartment. Cassy currently lives just about 2 minutes away from me, which has proven to be quite convenient for both of us several times. I even got my own key to her place by now, just in case. Glance around outside briefly and dart across the now barely trafficked street. It’s still relatively mild, but without a jacket, it’d be a bit too chilly. Look around once more before disappearing into the entrance of the apartment building and entering Cassy’s apartment.

“Cassy? You here yet?” I call out into the apartment.

No answer. So, I plop down on the couch and scroll through Twitter a bit more.

A key hits the door from the outside before the cylinder turns and Cassy stands in the doorway.

“Dude, that guy, seriously?” Cassy groans annoyed.

I grin at her. “That bad?”

“I swear, he keeps checking out other chicks all the time and seriously thinks I don’t notice. Then he goes on about dream girl, cuddles deluxe.”

“Yikes. So, the evening was a bust?”

Cassy shrugs nonchalantly.

“Eh, not a big deal, you know me. I danced, flirted a bit with the bartender, and maybe, just maybe made out with him until that guy came back and called me a ‘slut’ and stormed out of the club. But then the bartender got all whiny, and I got fed up, so I left.”

“I don’t even want to say how much that sounds like you.”

Cassy drops her bag and walks into the living room. She looks incredibly hot as always. Blouse, tight jeans, and her black Vans. I just love that kind of style.

Cassy comes over to me, grabs me by the sweater and gently pulls me up to her. She looks straight into my soul through my eyes.

“Off to bed. Now.”

Jackpot, I knew it. If the guys don’t pull it off, the best friend can do it again. But the main thing is to claim to be straight.

I get up from the sofa and follow her into the bedroom. She kicks her Vans into the corner, takes off her blouse and jumps out of her jeans before lying down on her bed and crossing her arms behind her head. I know my place. I lie down, take off her panties and start the pleasure program. As always, she puts her blanket over me and lets me work until she moans with satisfaction and climaxes. I lie motionless for a moment before she pushes me aside with her foot, gets up and disappears into the bathroom to freshen up.

I also disappear briefly into the guest bathroom to at least wash my face a bit. I look at myself in the mirror and grin. It’s actually crazy how happy my role makes me, even though I would actually wish for so much more.

When I finally come out of the guest bathroom into the living room, Cassy is already sitting on the sofa with the TV on.

“Come on Sophie, I’ve been dancing all evening, wanna take a sniff?”

I don’t need to be told twice. I nod and lay down in front of the sofa as usual. Without paying any further attention to me, she puts her left foot on my stomach and presses the right one directly to my face before turning back to her anime. And I just love everything about it. Especially her arrogant way of just letting her best friend lie under her feet. Cassy is happy, I’m happy – total win-win.

After just under 20 minutes, the episode is over and Cassy puts her feet up on my stomach before sitting on the edge of the sofa and looking down at me.

“Have you thought about what you’re going to do when I’m gone?”

“Nah, no idea. But you know how I am.”

“Exactly, that’s why I was thinking earlier whether I should just help you.”

“Uh… Can you do magic? Or clone yourself?”

Cassie starts to laugh.

“You silly. I could take you to the club and introduce you to some girls.”

“Yeah, sure, like that’ll work. Hi, I’m Sophie and I’d love to be under your feet because my best friend is moving away.”

“Oh come on, even you’re not that dumb when it comes to flirting. And why not give it a try?”

“Don’t know. You know how hard it is for me. Besides, I haven’t flirted in years.”

“Come on, you have nothing to lose. Besides, you look really good, girl. You can definitely score something. And by now, I already have a rough idea of who’s always making out in the ladies’ room. Once can happen when drunk, but repeatedly? Then she must at least be bi. And if nothing works out, you’ll get my feet in your face for comfort at home. So? Do we have a plan?”

“I really don’t know if I can go through with it.”

“Oh come on, I’ll take care of it. I’ll just introduce you to the girls. If necessary, I’ll even hold your hand all the way to the bathroom. But I’m out when it comes to kissing, hehe.”

I can’t help but let out a slightly annoyed groan.

“You just don’t know what you’re missing…”

“Don’t even try it, girl. So tomorrow evening, 9 pm in front of the Steigers Club. Got it?”

And before I can say anything, she puts her foot over my mouth. I roll my eyes and nod slightly annoyed because once again, she gets her way. As usual.

Cassy holds out her arm and helps me up from the floor. We have another cocktail together before we both say goodbye for the night and I go back to my apartment.

At home, the thought crosses my mind that going to the club might not be such a good idea after all. I’m just not that type. And like I said, I haven’t flirted in years.

Ah, damn it, Cassy.