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“You...like me?” I asked, feeling as though I needed clarification on what exactly was going on here.

“That’s right,” he replied sheepishly. “Now, I’m not expecting much. But if you happened to like me back, then I was hoping that we could...perhaps...hangout?”

This was all too much. Simon liked me? Simon – the boy who I have had a debilitating crush on for the past few years – like me back? The emotions running through my body was making me feel like I was on drugs. Then I realised that these new emotions where having an adverse reaction with my wondering fingers, and it was turning me on. No, it was more than turning me on, it was pushing me towards an orgasm. This whole night had been steering me towards this moment, and now Simon’s confession was the final nail in my coffin. I was about to come right here in front of him and there was nothing I could do about it.

“Jennifer, are you okay?” Simon asked.

No, not hear. Simon can’t see me like this. I had to distract him, so I did the first thing that came to my sex addled brain; I threw my arms around his shoulders and began kissing him.

Simon had clearly been taken off guard by my unexpected assault, but it didn’t take him long to regain his senses and start returning the kiss. It was the feel of that return of affection which finally tipped me over the edge, causing me to unleash a moan of pleasure into Simon’s mouth. I surrendered my body to the intense orgasm ripping through it. It started at my pussy, with my cunt tightening furiously. Then like a chain reaction it began to radiate outwards causing the muscles in my thighs and lower stomach to spasm uncontrollably, which in turn caused nerve fibres to start firing off all over my body. The feel of the hard contours of Simon’s chest against my exposed and sensitive nipples only added fuel to the most powerful climax I had ever experienced. It had been bottled up and left to stew all day, and now that it had been released, it certainly didn’t disappoint.

It was at this point I began to lose my grip on reality. I’m not shore how long the orgasm lasted; it could have been five seconds or five minutes. I felt as though I was waking up from some incredible dream, because everything felt cloudy. Not a confusing cloudy, but a nice comforting kind of cloudy, where you just know that everything is okay. I could hear my heart rate gradually slowing down and my laboured breathing coming under control. My head was resting against something firm yet soft. It took me a few heart beats to realise that it was Simon’s shoulder. My body felt slow and sluggish, like when you’re in bed on a Saturday morning and you're too comfy to move. Everything just felt...nice, even the tickling sensation of Simon’s hand gliding slowly up and down my bare back. Wait, if Simon was touching my back, wouldn’t he realise that I was naked?

All shred of contentment left my body in an instant, only to be replaced by panic and humiliation. The surge of adrenalin through my body, gave my jelly like limbs the necessary strength to violently push myself away from his chest. “Simon, I...I...” Tears starting to stream down my face. I couldn't be here. This whole night had been one emotional extreme after another, and now I was completely spent. I could feel myself crashing. Without another word I dashed out of the room, with my only thought to get to the safety of Kate’s bedroom.

“Jennifer? Wait Jen...” I heard coming from behind me as I fled.

At some point, I knew I would have to confront Simon about tonight. Hell, I would have to confront myself about tonight. But right now, considering the state I was in, both emotionally and physically, I knew that this wasn't that moment. So instead, I was doing what I should have done hours ago, and ending this crazy night. Everything else could wait until tomorrow. Surely it couldn’t be as interesting as today, could it?

Epilogue

***Hay Simon, Jennifer and I are playing a game or Truth or Dare and I just sent her down stairs. This is your chance to have your talk with her. She is being a good sport and fulfilling a dare I gave her, so be discreet and keep the lights off. If you do notice anything just play it cool and most importantly, DON’T FUCK THIS UP. ***

Kate hit send as she heard the pattering of Jennifer’s footsteps fade off down the stairs. She put her phone down and stared at the soft piece of cotton she had scrunched up in her left hand, the only evidence that Jennifer had finally plucked up the courage to go on her naked stroll.

Kate thought back to the hour she spent pretending to be asleep, just listening to the sound of Jennifer tossing and turning on the floor. From the moment Jennifer came back from the bathroom, Kate could see the conflict raging behind those eyes, as she struggled to come to terms with who she really was. Kate had suspected for some time now that her best friend may have a wild side. But despite her suspicions, the moment when Jennifer stood up and stripped naked, was a surprise to say the least. However, Kate didn’t have time to get her head around this new side of her friend, because a moment later, Jennifer had walked towards the door and left the room.

As soon as Kate had begun to have suspicions about Jennifer’s exhibitionist side, she had put together a carefully formulated a plan in order to get her friend to embrace her true self. However Jennifer had just thrown that plan out, along with all her clothes. All that meticulous plotting and in the end Jennifer just skipped right to the finish line.

It was at that point that Kate debated whether to go ahead with the second phase of her plan concerning Jennifer. The girl had come so far in such a short amount of time, but was she ready for operation Simon? Kate’s mind was made up the moment she heard Jennifer start downstairs; it was just too good an opportunity to miss. Simon had been on the verge of confronting Jennifer for weeks now, and all he was looking for was an opportunity. And Jennifer could barely speak to Simon in ordinary circumstances, but with her jacked up on hormones as she was now, this would be the perfect ice breaker. So throwing all caution to the wind, Kate had picked up her phone and hastily constructed the text to Simon, instructing him to talk to Jennifer, but also warning him about the fragility of the situation.

So as Kate sat on her bed and listened to Simon’s heavier footsteps follow after Jennifer, there was nothing she could do about the doubt wrestling in her mind. She had put all her chips on the table, so the only thing she could do was to let the hand play out. She would be ecstatic if the gamble paid off, yet she would also be there to put Jennifer back together if it didn’t. But regardless of the outcome of this game, one thing was for certain, there would be plenty of other interesting opportunities to help out her friend.