Closing Time

1 0 0
                                    


Waiting for the elevator door to open it's a good time to begin my creeping on Mr. X. He is so tempting.Why does he have to be married. "Another gift huh?" Seth said behind me. Fuck, I thought. "Yeah it is, I've lost count." Laughing it off. "Figure out who they are from yet?" he says. "I have a good idea," I reply, as we enter the elevator. Thank god there are people inside already. I couldn't deal with the (What should I do) questions. I continue to look down at my phone, pretending to be busy. I feel Seth's eyes all over me. The door opens to the parking garage and I exit quickly as I can. Meg is leaning on my car as I walk around the corner of the parking garage. We have been close friends for so long that everyone assumes we are lesbians and deny it. "I see Mr. NHL, Prince Charming strikes again? What is it this time?" she giggles. "Didn't open it, he wants to see me tonight," I say as I load my things into the car. "Damn, you going to go?" She replies. Rolling my eyes, I shake my head and laugh.

Meg has been working here for about 2 years now, she loves it as much as I do. Her infectious smile was wide as she bit her lower lip. I have kissed her so many times that it almost felt normal. Maybe I'm more bisexual than I admit to myself. Meg and I grew up in the same small town two hours from here, mostly blue-collar, everyone knew everyone. We were accepted to the university here in the city at the same time. As roommates from the first day of college, we shared an apartment that overlooked the beautiful city. When Lilly had turned one I decided to move out of the apartment leaving Meg alone. Lilly and I moved to a neighborhood 30 minutes north of the city. It's an expensive part of the city but after Lilly's dad passed away my parents started talking me into moving closer to them. I was convinced when I realized it was 4 minutes to Patrick's house when he is here during the season. Meg moved in with Lilly and me about three-weeks-ago, she was losing the apartment and trying to finish college. It was the right thing to do as a friend. Considering she hardly stayed at the apartment anyways.

"So I see you made it to work!" I say as we climb into the SUV. "Oh my gosh! I totally slept with that guy I sent you photos of last night," She says covering her face, "Let's see what's in the gift," She takes it from me. "No! I can open it!" I grab it back. My mouth drops open, as I pull out a small rectangular box it's the first thing on top. "Holy shit!" I say. The writing was in a different language on the top of the black valor box and I felt my stomach sink. These gifts are getting out of hand, I didn't even understand his intentions, let alone what the hell (Goal 1) meant in the card. I look over at Meg with her shitty little grin on her face. "Nope, we are going home." I shove the box back into the bag and sit it in the back seat. Meg is the only person who knew about Patrick. Laughing she says, "Onward to the wine!"

"Lilly is at my parents' house until Sunday," I explained to Meg. This means a nice break for me. It also means I can see Patrick. Meg turns on Pandora, we begin to sing like teens to every song that comes on. Why do I need a man in my life I thought? Isn't this life okay the way it is? It has always been okay for men to sleep around and be single, why can't I?

Meg calls the local Chinese place and orders dinner; we picked it up before going home. Also grabbing two bottles of coconut rum. We pull into the house at 6:45 p.m. These kinds of nights were my favorite. It was nice to be able to spend time with Meg alone and be a little reckless. Unloading the car, it kills me to grab the gift. It's going to be expensive and not needed, I know it. Meg disappears into the house so I decide to be sure Patrick was still free tonight. He replies to my text almost immediately, "Of course I'll pick you up later." A sense of relief fell over me. Why does he make time for me?

Meg is standing in the kitchen in her socks, and dark gray boy shorts, no top, stuffing her face with Lo Mein noodles. I giggle and strip off my clothes as well. This is the true definition of best friends. "Living room?" grabbing the bag and walking away. "You do know your ass is perfect right?" Meg says as she follows behind bringing the bottle of wine from the cooler. We chat about our day; I tell her about Seth and how I saw Alison. She informs me Tim would be over to see her. I felt a sense of relief brush over me, that means I have no problems leaving her here alone with Tim.

We down the entire bottle of wine, it tastes so good after my day. I get up to put the food away, really just wanting to text Patrick back. Meg comes from behind and wraps her arms around my waist. I feel her breasts press up against my back. I turn to grab her hips and place her right nipple in my mouth and gently suck, going back and forth between the two I give her a good spank on the ass. Our mouths meet, playfully I bit her lower lip as she spanks me back. I let go and laugh. "You better go get ready to leave!" she says with a sexy giggle, "I already knew you want to go see him." My head tilts, "You think you know me?" Grabbing my gift from the counter I head to my room.

The full-length mirror stood seven feet tall, trimmed with a modern pattern colored black and gold, just fits in my room. It was a gift from my parents from Italy when I moved in. I stood looking at myself naked in the mirror. A grin curled up my face as I pulled my hair down. Why did I always feel so confident when he wanted to see me? Probably because half the women in the world would die to be in my shoes. I guess I have to opt out of the warm bath, definitely not enough time. A quick shower will do. Once out I wrap myself in a towel and do the same to my hair.

All the Queens MenWhere stories live. Discover now