Cam and I are best mates. Her real name is Lauren, but I call her Cam. This name came from a joke years ago, I can’t remember the joke, but the name stuck.
We are both in our late twenties. we met in the first year of university. We have been inseparable ever since.
We have been at each other’s sides through boyfriends and girlfriends and the subsequent breakups. Many people wonder why the two of us never got together - they can’t understand how a guy and girl can be best mates without any romance.
I can’t explain it either - Cam is beautiful. She is tall, with large breasts, long red hair, and green eyes. We just never felt any romantic connection, we are just really good mates.
Anyway, I had just broken up with my girlfriend. Lucy is ethnically Chinese. She is short and beautiful. She has long black hair and black eyes that look right into you. Everyone thought I was lucky to have her. I broke up with her because I just didn’t see a future for us. To be honest, I found her a little too submissive, yet more than a little needy at the same time.
Cam is the opposite, she is kind and caring, yet fiery as all hell. She never minced words calling me a fuckwit when I was being a fuckwit.
One night, just after I broke up with Lucy, Cam and I were at the thirtieth birthday dinner of our friend Greg. I was wearing a black collared shirt and dark jeans with dress shoes. Cam, however, looked stunning in a very short red satin dress with red high heels.
There were maybe twenty people there. We had been there for about half an hour when Lucy and a friend entered. She had only met Greg twice and her friend had never met Greg. Greg had invited her before we broke up, but no one expected her to turn up after our break up.
I was feeling really uncomfortable at this point. Cam was not happy about the situation either. She liked Lucy before we started dating, but not once we started dating. Lucy never really liked Cam - she thought there was something more than friendship between us.
Cam leaned over to me and told me that Lucy was obviously here for my benefit and we should make her jealous - show her what she’s missing. So, Cam and I talked mainly just to each other. We laughed a lot. We had both been drinking - not so much that we couldn’t walk or remember the evening, but enough to relax and be ourselves in such an awkward situation. As the night wore on, Cam started touching my arm more and more. Us touching each other's arm or knee was not unusual, but it felt different this time. It felt sensual. It felt sexy. I found myself peeking down at her ample cleavage from time to time. She looked so sexy this night and she was really turning me on. She was also wearing a new perfume (she rarely wore perfume) which smelt divine.
When the dinner finished we went back to Cam’s place. This was not unusual for a late night, I was no stranger to sleeping on her couch when it was too late to go home (or I was too drunk to). I was not too drunk on this occasion, but it was very late.
We had one more drink before retiring. I lay on the couch and she went to her bedroom. After a minute, she stuck her out her door and asked me to help unzip her dress (this is something I have also done before, but I had never seen her naked - or her underwear for that matter).
When I entered the room, she was sitting on her bed, still with her dress on, looking seductively at me. Fuck she is sexy! She patted the mattress indicating that I should sit next to her. I did. She placed her hand on my knee and leaned in to kiss me. I placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her soft lips. She tasted so nice - a taste I simply cannot describe - it was like nothing I had ever tasted before. It didn’t take long for our tongues to lick up along each other and then explore our mouths.
Cam took off my shirt and rested a hand on my chest as we continued to kiss. I couldn’t believe I was doing this to Cam - to my best friend, yet I couldn’t stop. One of my hands was on her thigh while the other found one of her incredible breasts. It was firm yet soft and felt so fucking good.
