Chapter One
Doug sat on the couch in the living room, waving goodbye randomly here and there as some of the women left the room, headed in single file toward the door. His eyes began watering due to the scent of foundation, lipsticks, lip-glosses, and perfume all rolled into one. How women put this stuff on their faces baffled the hell out of him.
As the ladies filed out, they glanced back at him and giggled. What man wouldn’t dig that? It boosted his ego and gave him the warm fuzzies. At least they didn’t look at him like a piece of raw meat being lowered into a pit bull cage.
One thing did puzzle him. Why didn’t his best friend Judith look at him that way? In their over ten years of friendship, why hadn’t he ever felt the burn of her stares on his back the way he did with every other woman on the planet. Now would have been a perfect time.
Instead, he watched her flit from room to room carrying various items in her arms, almost dropping some as she cleaned up from her makeup party.
Doug thought about last night. He should have taken a chance and spilled his guts on how he felt about her.
“What a busy day. I need a bath. You talk about detailing cars and getting the dirt off as soon as you come home. Let me tell you, some of the people I deal with make me feel grimy sometimes. And those are other insurance agents.” She chuckled and headed upstairs.
Doug quickly followed. He loved being in the same room with her, hearing her voice, watching her lips move, and having her touch him when she made a point.
“Are you going to join me?” Judith asked, opening the door to the bathroom.
“Nah, I’ll wait. I’ll just sit and watch television.” And be bored out of my mind instead of scrubbing your back.
“Okay, see you in a few.” She went inside.
Seconds later, he heard the running of the water.
He sat on the bed and something clicked in his head. Did she just invite him in the tub to get freaky with her? Hell, he never knew with her. It could have been his imagination running away with him again. For that matter, they always played mind games with each other, making sexual innuendos every chance they got. But when it got heavy, she pulled back and played it safe.
Doug listened to her hum happily as the water filled the tub. When the water stopped running, he heard her getting in. The image of her nude body slipping into the tub of bubbles danced in his head, making his cock hard to the point of aching.
He tried watching television, but to no avail. He scooted up on the bed and tried concentrating again, all the while imagining her body sleek with oils from her bath.
After about thirty minutes, he heard her get out. What did she look like emerging from the tub? A bronze Venus emerging from the ocean? Her body covered in foam?
He’d branded her image so deep in his brain, he could almost reach out and touch —her tawny body slick with oils; her ample round breast glistening and water droplets beading around her nipples; her legs long, but not too thin, dripping wet; and her thighs, soft and cushy, leading a path to her opening. Her curls wet and....
Enough already! Doug got up and barged into the bathroom. Forget this Best Friend Forever crap. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her and trying to keep up appearances for the sake of others didn’t make sense.
Even his friends didn’t buy the buddies story. Friends with benefits maybe. The term repulsed him and he hated what it represented. He had that once. Never again. Judith meant more than that to him. He wanted forever with her.
But Judith wanted to keep the relationship platonic, and it killed him.
He walked in and there she stood. Dripping wet just like he imagined.
“Doug. What are you...?
He marched over to her with a determination he never felt before. “Judith, I can’t stand it anymore. I want you.” He felt like a wild animal let loose to mate for the first time in years.
“Doug!” She began franticly
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