"...a friend with benefits..."

He liked to play. He liked the game rather than the sex...he knew the sex was always there...the ending was the ending....but, how to get there.

Actually...it made the sex even more enjoyable....so it was a lie to say he didn't enjoy that carnal indulgence. 

There was no time for a relationship. There was not time to invest in another. It did make him feel lonely at times and thus deciding to try this modern phenomena called..."a friend with benefits"...

Hell. 

To find the girl that would know what it meant....no attachment, no questions asked...no demands.

Of course it would work both ways...but, he took it upon himself to want to treat the girl he chose with spoils and care....not wanting her to feel resentful or used...sex could do that to any type of relationship.

She would have to be that sort that understood his desire to spoil her was nothing more than an act of a true gentleman appreciating good company.

She did come along. Brazen...in a nice way...forward thinking yet possessing old values that he liked...carefree enough to understand what he needed but, not an exhibitionist or pushover....modern yet old fashioned in her behaviour...and had no hangups that modern society seemed to bring out in most women these days.

They had found each other at a party hosted by a friend of a friend of a friend. Both making a choice to rather be bored somewhere else  than at home.

It was destined....

She instinctively knew his needs...and that evening, on arriving at her place...it became a tease most erotic...kissing him softly...nibbling on his lower lip while asking him what he would like to drink....asking him to take her heels off...exposing the top of her lace stocking and a slight view of sheer panties as she lifted her leg to make it easier on him as he went down on his haunches....and as he went to pick  her heels up, she stopped him and bent down doing it herself...leaning in and kissing him deep and complete.

He felt his head spin...lost in the moment.

And as the evening continued she introduced him to new ways of play...an image that would stay with him....she standing and pouring a drink...in nothing more than her brassiere, pantiless and a pair of new heels that had appeared from somewhere at some point in the evening. She looked casually delicious and flirty playing 'barman'... 

 

That was the start of a most rewarding relationship without any demand for attachment...and the start of complications most unexpected.

It became clear that she understood the concept of "...friends with benefits..." better than he did.

He found himself wishing to call her...and  he did...and when her phone just rang and rang and there was no call back...he became resentful and angry.

When she responded with short curt messages stating she was not able to see him cause she was out with her friends, it frustrated him that she preferred her friends to him, considering, they didn't see each other too often.

And then it dawned on him....there was no such thing as.."friends with benefits..."....it shocked him that he of all people wished that things were different between them....he wanted more.

RB.