Coming Home

Finishing my shift, I hastily waved goodbye to my boss as I left work. I was really excited for tonight. I had a date with my best friend Rebecca and it had felt like ages since we hung out. Rebecca was always begging me to come over, her husband was incarcerated and she was terribly lonely. I was always busy or had to work but I made it my business to see her tonight. No one should have to spend day after day sitting in an empty house, counting the minutes until she could have her husband back. She needed a friend. Rebecca and I have always been close, but lately we've spoken on the phone almost every night. I had just gone through an unfortunate break up and with her husband being gone, we leaned on each other to soothe our lonely hearts. An attraction developed between us, we began to joke about dating each other and her husband Aaron would just have to learn to share. Aside from being a beautiful and busty blonde, she had a beautiful mind. I think that’s what I loved about her the most. We dismissed the notion, after all, she was married and we both were straight.

I got off the bus and walked the three blocks to Rebecca's house, calling her from outside. She came to the door smiling. We hugged and greeted each other. The two of us walked towards her bedroom as I discarded my bag, jacket and shoes. I opened the bedroom door and paused. Standing by the dresser was Aaron. Rebecca never even told me he was coming home, let alone that he'd be there tonight. I welcomed him back and we chatted a while. The three of us decided to go to the liquor store and make some mixed drinks. Rebecca had answered the door in her pajamas and needed to change before we walked to the store. It wasn’t unusual as best friends for us to get changed in front of each other so she changed in front of us both.