Free Just Friends With Benefits by Meredith Schorr Page A

surprised you don’t love this song considering that Luke ‘put a ring on it’! Second of all, you don’t waste any time, do you?”
     
    “You started it, girlfriend. What’s up?”
     
    “Okay.” I paused dramatically. “Since we were on the subject of my love life—”
     
    Interrupting, Suzanne said, “A subject I promised I’d drop!”
     
    “Yes, but if I initiate the conversation, it’s okay.”
     
    “Okay, I am now fully aware of the rules. Keep going.”
     
    Raising my voice facetiously, I said, “Please, no more interruptions! What I’m trying to tell you is that I actually had a little fling in New York.”
     
    Looking at me with surprise, Suzanne said, “Really? Wow. Who with? One of the attorneys?”
     
    “No. No one from the firm. Someone I went to college with. Have I ever mentioned Hille to you?”
     
    Suzanne shook her head in answer, but then her eyes widened. “Hille! Yes! The serious one who’s the Tony Randall to Paul’s Jack Klugman, right?”
     
    “Nice memory, Suze! Yes, that Hille.”
     
    “You fucked him?”
     
    “You’re so crude, but yes, we had sex.” Suzanne wasn’t one for beating around the bush.
     
    “This is definitely turning into a more interesting drink night than I was expecting. I might have to tell Luke not to wait up. Give me the scoop. How’d it happen?”
     
    “Well, Hille put his penis in my...”
     
    Crossing her eyes, Suzanne said, “Du-uh! I know how it happened. You know what I meant, loser!”
     
    “I actually thought that was pretty funny but, yes, I know what you meant.”
     
    Suzanne looked at me expectantly. “So?”
     
    I started to tell her what happened the first night.
     
    “He’s gay,” Suzanne interrupted.
     
    “What the fuck are you talking about? He’s not gay!”
     
    Suzanne stood up. “A guy who turns down sex with a girl who is not a dog is gay. Period,” she said, matter-of-factly.
     
    “Can you let me finish? And, by the way, I’m so flattered you don’t think I’m a dog.” We stared each other down for a few seconds before I broke the silence. “Um, why are you standing?”
     
    Suzanne sat back down. “Finish.”
     
    “As I was saying, he initially turned me down since Paul and I used to date.”
     
    “A hundred years ago!” Suzanne cut in again.
     
    “Which is exactly what I said, but he was adamant.”
     
    After interrupting me several more times, Suzanne finally allowed me to conclude my story.
     
    “We started kissing and, before I knew it, we were drenched in post coital sweat.”
     
    Suzanne raised her eyebrows. “Before you knew it?”
     
    “Figure of speech, Suze! No, it was really good. Really, really good.” I felt my face flush and a tingle in my pants as I flashed back to Hille’s body hovering over mine, my hands gripping his firm butt cheeks.
     
    “Damn, Stephanie, you’re full-on beaming right now!”
     
    “I know,” I said, smiling. “Weird, huh?”
     
    “No, not weird. I like seeing you excited about a guy!” Leaning over the table in interest, Suzanne asked, “So, what was so good about it?”
     
    “Suze, it wasn’t just the sex. Kissing him was like butter. Literally, his mouth was smooth like melted butter and my lips practically slid off his. So many guys have rough lips. I don’t know why soft lips aren’t as important to guys as they are to girls!” I closed my eyes. If I concentrated hard enough, I could still feel Hille’s lips on mine.
     
    “Stephanie!”
     
    I opened my eyes. “What?”
     
    Laughing, Suzanne said, “I lost you there for a minute. Tell me more!”
     
    Feeling the heat rise in my face, I said, “Oops. Where was I? Oh, yeah, his mouth tasted like butterscotch. A butterscotch flavored Altoid!”
     
    Looking at me skeptically, Suzanne repeated, “Butterscotch?”
     
    “Yes, I tasted butterscotch.”
     
    “Maybe he ate a bag of Werther’s Originals before he got to your hotel,” Suzanne said smiling. “So,