A Second Chance

A Second Chance

She had to be one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. I was sitting at the bar, feeling lonely and sorry for myself as usual when she walked in. I will never forget how she seemed to have an air about her. She walked up to the opposite end of the large oak bar and placing both hands with arms stretched out ordered a draft. It was like she commanded that the bartender pay attention to her and give her what she wanted.

I noticed her muscular arms in her short sleeve tee shirt and sporting quite a beautiful head of blonde hair and green eyes. You know the rather tall, athletic type. I watched as she slipped her hand into the front pocket of her jeans and threw a $5 dollar bill on the bar next to the bottle the bar tender placed in front of her.

She glanced in my direction. I pretended to be looking away but was actually watching her every move through the mirror directly across from me. She glanced around the bar looking to see who or what was available. Then she spotted me. Oh no, she is actually walking over in my direction, I thought. As much as I wasn't up to engaging in conversation with a stranger, there was something mesmerizing about this chick. The closer she got to me the more I realized how radiant she was.

"Hi there. Can I buy you a drink?", she said. Not a very original pick up line I thought to myself.

"Is that the best you can do when you're trying to pick up someone?"

"Well, no not really. Let me make it up to you and buy you the next one then?", she insisted.

"Maybe. But I'm still nursing this one right now."

"I'm Jaime, and you are?", she asked.

"Available, if that's what you're asking."

"I didn't think I was being that obvious".

"It's written all over you. But that's okay. You're kind of cute. What's your story?"

"What do you mean?"

"Jilted? Looking for someone on the rebound? Playing the field? What?"

"I haven't been in a relationship in quite some time now. Thought I'd check out whose available. You?"

"Kind of feeling lost since my best friend now has a steady boyfriend and doesn't spend much time with me. She's planning on getting married. Not that she and I had any kind of physical relationship, it was strictly platonic".

"So how do you mean you 'lost her'? Sounds like you never 'had her' in the first place."

"True. But somehow in my pee brain I thought some day we would wind up together. Just daydreaming about it all the time has made me believe it might happen... some day".

"Well, you know what they say, the way to get over one woman is by getting under another".

"Oh, is that what they say when 'they' are horny?'

"I don't know, maybe. It's what I'm saying right now."

"I'm flattered, really I am. Have a seat and let's get to know eachother." I said as I pulled out the stool next to me and motioned for her to sit.

There was a cuteness about her even though she was being very forward asking me to sleep with her without even knowing my name. Not that I'm a prude, as I have frequented this Lesbian bar many times and taken some of the hottest girls back to my place. I know I'm psychologically messed up as I don't really stick with any one person even though there have been some really nice girls that have fallen all over me. I'm not being conceited about it, I just never feel for them as they feel for me. I know it's because I thought I would always have Katie, who has been my best friend forever, in the forefront of my mind, whenever I'm physically with someone. I can never give up hope that someday she will want to be with me even though the logical side of my brain knows that she is as straight as an arrow.

We met in Jr. High and from the very first day I walked into that Science class, we hit it off. Katie is such a girly girl. We had to team up with a partner, as it was the day we were going to dissect a frog. To say she was mortified just looking at the dead thing pinned to the tray was putting it mildly. There was no way she would even look at it for more than 5 seconds. So, of course, I proceeded to do the actual dissection and she was eternally grateful. I was always a tomboy growing up unlike Katie who was all frills and party dresses.

It wasn't long before she invited me to her home and it didn't take long before we were 'best friends'. We shared all our secret thoughts with one another. Hung out at each other's homes and spent many summer vacations at the Jersey shore. We were always with one another and I treated her family as my own and she did the same when it came to mine.

I always kept my feelings about her to myself once I realized I wanted her physically. Probably when I was 12 or so and my hormones kicked in. I was afraid she would not want to hang out with me if she knew I had real feelings for her. I came out to her in High School and she was very supportive. She even told me she would help me find a 'nice girl' that was worthy of my love. I played along, but the reality of it was that I didn't want a nice girl. I wanted her. I don't understand why she never realized it, but I guess she didn't look at me through the same lustful eyes that I had for her. My parents weren't as acceptable as Katie was. My mother till the time she passed never gave up hope that I would marry and give her grandchildren.

After explaining my platonic relationship with Katie to Jaime, she looked at me and said;

"Sounds like you're not over this Katie chick. But she's straight, obviously and even has a boyfriend and all. I'm sorry you feel so broken hearted about it but I don't think you should waste any more time on her". With that she reached over and grabbed my hand to console me I guess.

Feeling the warmth of her hand in mine set off a slight twinge of excitement in the pit of my stomach. She was being very kind and supportive and I immediately fell for her sympathies admiring her beautiful green eyes.

"I wish it was that easy. Enough about Katie, what do you say we get out of here and spend some time together? Just you and I?" Now I was being the forward one.

"Sounds great! I live a few blocks from here. It's a nice night, I walked over."

"Well, I have a car in the parking lot, I'll drive."

We arrived at her place in a matter of minutes. She hopped out and grabbing a set of keys from her jeans pocket, unlocked the door to her condo and led me in.

"Have a seat. I'll make us a drink. What was that you were drinking?" she asked.

"Scotch on the rocks please."

"Sure. I'll just have a beer though. Not much of a scotch drinker."

"That's fine."

After a few minutes, she came into the livingroom and placed the drinks on the coffee table, wasting no time as she sat very close to me.

She picked up her drink and toasted, " Here's to a good time".

"Cheers", was all I could say.

With that she took a hearty gulp of beer and placed the bottle down. Looking me dead in the eyes she took a strand of hair that was hanging on my forehead and whisked it behind my ear. Leaning in she kissed me forcefully as she put her knee on the cushion and pinned me back as she planted kisses down my neck to my collar as I moaned softly to her touch.

Unbuttoning my blouse ever so gently she pulled it down onto my arms and placed her finger inside the cup of my bra and teased the skin that was aching for her touch.

"You have such beautiful breasts!" she exclaimed.

"Thank you."

"Can I take off your bra?" she asked.

With that I reached behind and unclasped it letting it fall as my 36-D girls spilled out onto my chest.

She was like a kid in a candy shop. Burying her face between them she licked and kissed playing with my nipples that were already rock hard the moment she touched me. I was enjoying every minute of her antics, which she seemed to concentrate on for quite some time. Saying that I was getting very turned on was an understatement as I began to moan and my body arched closer towards hers.

I grabbed at her T-shirt and let it come off noticing that she wasn't wearing a bra. I began to massage her small but ample breasts. They were so cute just sitting firmly on her muscular chest. You could tell she worked out, as her body was taunt and firm.

Leaning me back onto the couch, she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, taking my panties with them.

"Wow! You are really beautiful", she said as she looked at me totally naked, lying on her couch waiting patiently for her to make love to me. I couldn't take it any longer as I pulled her down on top of me. She slid down my torso and began to lick and suck at my belly and thighs. It was all I could take as I asked her to please, please, not stop.

With that she planted her mouth on my sex and began to suck and nibble moaning loudly as she devoured me.

I tried not to think about Katie at that precise moment, and concentrate on the beautiful girl that was trying so hard to please me. After experiencing one of the biggest orgasms I had in a long time, my body went limp under her.

She made her way up to me and asked, "Did you like that?"

"Very much so", I replied. "Now it's my turn" I told her.

She stood up and removed her jeans and boy shorts tossing them onto the floor to join the heap of clothes already in a big pile.

Just looking at her completely naked standing in front of me, made me tingle all over. As she sat on the sofa, I got down on my knees and leaned in to kiss her. Our tongues danced in and out of eachother's mouths as we both moaned in unison. There were no deep emotional feelings between us, as I hardly knew her, but there was definitely a connection. One that I would realize was something wonderful between us. She had a gentle, loving way about her that I succumbed to. For a few minutes I let my brain speed up to the future and knew that I would be spending more time with Jaime.

She seemed to enjoy me giving her pleasure as she had multiple orgasms that first night we spent together. It didn't take long for me to realize she always came more than once whenever we were physical. I think it had something to do with her athleticism, as I was usually ready for a nap after just coming once.

We snuggled on the couch for awhile when I told her I had to get home as I had an early morning meeting I had to get ready for. After getting my clothes on, she walked me to the door and asked,

"Can I call you? Like tomorrow? I know that's pretty fast since I just met you, but I would really like to get together again, soon."

"Sure. Why not?" I responded as we switched phones and I punched in my number.

"And by the way, my name is Barbara," I told her.

"Oh, sorry. Thank you Barbara. I had a great time. See you tomorrow then."

"I had a great time too!", I said as I kissed her on the lips before closing the door behind me.

Walking to my car I realized how wonderful I was feeling and that this might be the start of a great relationship if I played my cards right. I knew I had to buckle down and give Jaime my undivided attention without any thoughts of Katie if I wanted this to work. I would have to try to forget about Katie and the undying flame I carried in my heart for her at least during the time I was with Jaime. I went home that night feeling totally satisfied for the first time in quite a while.

Getting into bed that night I reviewed the images of Jaime and I and had hope that maybe she was the 'one'. Just before I drifted off to sleep, I said her name, 'J a i m e' out loud just to reassure myself that it was truly Jaime that I was thinking about and not Katie.

Early the next morning my phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was Katie sending me a text.

Katie: Good Morning Sunshine! Hope you are well. I was wondering if you would come with me to pick out my wedding dress today after work? Please oh please say you will...."

I looked at the text and immediately my eyes filled with tears. Yes, I was happy for Katie that she had met a wonderful guy and was getting married, but I felt so abandoned knowing that she was so in love with someone else. The reality that she would be going off into the sunset with the man of her dreams made me feel empty inside. Trying to push those depressing thoughts out of my mind I responded:

Me: "Of course I will go with you! I'm still your Best Friend, and your Maid of Honor aren't I?"

Katie: "Yes, silly. Meet you at 6 at the bridal boutique on Sunset. Love you Barb!"

Me: "Love you too".

Suddenly, it came to me that I had made tentative plans with Jaime to meet up with her that night. So, I had to text her and ask her for a rain check.

Me: "Hi Jaime. Hope you had a good night's rest. I forgot that I am meeting with Katie today and will not be able to keep our date. Can I get a rain check?"

It was quite awhile before she answered.

Jaime: " Sorry, I was in the shower. I was so looking forward to seeing you again. Can you maybe come over after your date with Katie?"

Immediately after she told me she was in the shower, I pictured her naked and wet. A tingly sensation buzzed between my legs and there was no denying it. I made a mental note to myself to definitely get romantic with Jaime under the pulsating water of a sexy shower.

I read her response and thought, 'Hmmm. Maybe she thinks I'm just blowing her off.'

Me: "Maybe we can all meet up for a drink after Katie and I shop for her wedding dress? I can meet you at the bar say around 8:30? I would love for you to meet her."

Jaime: "Sure. We can do that. See you then!"

Me: "Looking forward to it," with a heart-shaped emoji.

I spent the day at work thinking about the two females who captured my heart and how I was going to feel with both of them in the same place at the same time. I was confident that Jaime would love Katie, after all, who wouldn't? She was cute, smart and just perfect as far as I was concerned. Immediately I thought if Jaime didn't like Katie it would be the end of my seeing her. It was that simple. I wasn't going to sacrifice what I had with Katie, even though the relationship was only in my mind, for anyone. The feelings ran too deep for my best friend and nothing was going to come between us. Nothing and no one, I thought to myself.

Running to catch the subway uptown to meet Katie, I wondered what she would think of Jaime. It worked the same way. If Katie thought Jaime wasn't worthy of my love, then I would break it off with her in a heartbeat. Saying to myself that was a dumb way of thinking, as I deserved to be happy too. My BFF had found the man of her dreams and was living with him now. It seemed they were a match made in heaven as it seemed they got along so well. She felt that Tommy was her true soul mate and they were destined to be together for the rest of eternity. I wanted the same thing. I kept telling myself that I deserved to be happy too, just like Katie.

When I arrived at the boutique, Katie was talking with the woman behind the counter. We greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek and a hearty hug.

"I can't believe your shopping for your WEDDING DRESS!" I said trying to act so excited that she was getting married. My insides were turning that she would soon be walking down the isle and I would have to accept the fact that I will have lost her forever. Again, I tried to push those negative thoughts from my head and be happy for Katie. Her mom and Dad were retired and moved to Florida, so they weren't around to partake in the wedding planning.

"I know! Isn't it amazing? I can't wait to be Mrs. Thomas Preston." she boasted.

"How many weeks away are we now?", I asked.

"Eight weeks. Plenty of time to find a gown and have it altered if need be. So, what's up with you? Meet anyone interesting lately?", she asked.

I thought to myself that Katie wouldn't believe that I met someone that I really, really liked and that she might be the 'one', so I said with as much excitement that I could,

"As a matter of fact, I met this girl her name is Jaime and I'm kind of excited about it. There is something special about her. As a matter of fact, if it's ok with you I told her we would meet her for drinks after we shop."

"Really? Someone meaningful and not just a one night stand like your usual?"

With that comment she pulled a gown from the rack and headed toward the dressing room. I followed her trying to convince her that Jaime wasn't just a pick up one night-er. I don't think she believed me, as it was kind of true. I met her in the bar last night and we did sleep together and it was only one night. But this was different. I just knew it was as I kept trying to convince Katie and myself a little.

"OK then, we will see. I'm glad I'm meeting her. Don't worry. I will let you know if she's the right one for you."

Katie kind of sounded like she was in control of my emotions. For the first time I actually saw it that way. Prior to now, I didn't notice how critical or jealous she was about the girls I dated. She always went along with my comments about something being wrong with every one of them.

Now in hindsight I think in her own way she was jealous. Didn't want me to be that close with anyone else but her, even if we weren't physical with one another.

"Now help me try this one on please", she said and we went into the dressing room together.

I watched as she took her dress and pantyhose off. Leaving her panties on she reached into her bag and pulled out a 'special' bra that she wanted to wear with the gown. For the first time ever, she pulled off her bra and stood there naked on top. I was fixated on the beauty of her and those lovely breasts with her nipples standing rigid in the dressing room air. I always knew she was beautiful, but seeing her that way threw me into sensual overload.

Holding the lacy bra up to her body, she turned and asked me to hook the back of it. I know my hands were trembling as I fastened the hooks feeling her silky warm skin on my fingertips. Trying to banish the illicit thoughts I was having I said,

"Wow, that bra really looks great. Let me help you with the gown."

We got it off the hanger and she soon disappeared under the mountain of flowing white silk and taffeta. Turning toward the mirror, she asked me to help her with the many silk covered buttons that adorned the back of the dress.

It was finally on and together when she stepped out of the dressing room and went up onto the platform so she could see the gown in the array of mirrors.

God, she was beautiful, I thought to myself. Tears welled in my eyes as I told her she looked absolutely gorgeous and it didn't need much altering. She agreed and continued her conversation with the shop owner. I just stood there taking it all in and wishing it were me marrying her and not Tommy. How crazy was that thought? I couldn't help myself. It was so many years of watching her and wanting her in my mind that I just couldn't shake.

Katie asked the girl to put a hold on the gown, as she wanted to check out a couple other places before committing to the first one she tried on.

"Ok, let's head out to meet your friend, what's her name?', Katie questioned.

"Jaime. I know you will like her. There is something about her that's really special".

"I'll be the judge of that,' she said still using that superior tone of voice with me.

When we got to the bar, Jaime was already waiting in a booth off to the side. As we approached the table she stood up and greeting me with a kiss on the cheek as she extended her right hand to Katie and said,

"Hi Katie. I'm Jaime. I've heard a lot about you."

"Really? In just one night? That's amazing. It's nice to meet you too."

We all sat down and looking over the menus, Jamie said, "Let me get us all a drink".

"I'll have a Cosmopolitan please", Katie said placing her purse down and making herself comfortable.