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There’s not a friend I hold dearer or have had longer than Sue. As kids in elementary school, we chased each other on the playground and spent many days playing at each other’s homes. Sue’s herculean efforts were the only reason I passed Advanced English in high school. Then there were the countless hours in college studying together and going on outdoor adventures together. Yet, for all that time together, our relationship has remained a friendship only. Sue’s currently living with her boyfriend, Robert. They’ve been together for a little over a year, and while Robert seems a nice enough guy, I can’t help but think he’s a mismatch for twenty-seven-year-old Sue. Sue is outgoing, well-traveled, professional, loves the outdoors, and is always active, while Robert seems like a reclusive video game couch potato. Perhaps it’s a case of opposites attract, or maybe I wouldn’t think any guy was good enough for Sue. I’m Thomas. I’m twenty-seven, single, and have a promising career as an engineer for an environmental recovery company. I recently broke up with a girlfriend of two years. When Sue heard of the breakup, she prioritized cheering me up as a project and has insisted I have dinner out with Robert and her on Friday nights. I resisted at first, but now I look forward to and enjoy these dinners.This last Friday night, the idea of the three of us hiking to the summit of a nearby mountain came up. We discussed it and agreed on an early rendezvous for the hike the following morning. Thinking back, Sue and I did most of the talking and planning as Robert silently sat back. But that’s not unusual for our Friday night conversations. Sue and I usually do most of the talking, but I always throw Robert a line to include him as well.The following day, I arrive first at the trailhead parking area, and when Sue and Robert arrive a few minutes later, there was still no one else there. I notice Robert stopping bahis siteleri their car a ways off from me, and I can see them discussing something with the car running. Finally, just before I’m ready to walk over and ask what’s wrong, Sue exits from the passenger side with her daypack, slams the car door, and walks towards me as Robert does a u-turn in the parking lot and hastily drives back the way he came.I take a moment to appreciate Sue as she’s walking towards me. She’s wearing grey running/yoga shorts and a black spaghetti strap tank top. She’s trim yet athletic, and her movements convey grace. Her skin almost glows, and she has a natural tan. Her hair is long, dark, and in a ponytail that swings from side to side with her stride. Sue’s inherited many appealing physical features from her grandmother, who is Japanese. I’ve known Sue long enough to read her moods, and I can tell she’s annoyed and a little angry. Approaching me, she abruptly announces, “Roberts not feeling himself this morning so he’s going back home.””We can cancel if you want,” I replied, but in my head, I’m hoping she’ll want to stay.”No, Robert’s okay, and I’m looking forward to the hike. Besides, he told me to do whatever I wanted, and so that’s what I’ll do,” Sue responds, with a bit of determination in her voice.”That great, I’ve missed hanging out together,” I respond with a grin. “I’ve missed that too!” Sue states with a smile.Grabbing our day packs, Sue and I began the trail to the summit just before sunrise. The route is easy at first, but later, it will be challenging and a real workout nearer the top. For the determined hiker, there are spectacular views and often sightings of wildlife.As we walked, the route becomes rockier and wet, making for treacherous footing requiring concentration. However, I find myself distracted. Sue is in the lead, and as we climbed the rugged path, her shapely legs plus peeks canlı bahis siteleri of tan line butt cheek below her athletic shorts contributed to more than one stumble on my part. I swear she knows the effect she’s having on me and pulls her shorts up higher while giggling at my distraction.”Your such a damn tease, Sue!””Why Thomas, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Sue replies, barely able to keep a straight face.”Yes, you do! Guys and even some girls always giving you a second look. You know you’re an attractive, sexy, and desirable woman,” I say, revealing more about my feelings than I wanted.”So, is that the way you think of me?” Sue asks with a sudden seriousness in her voice. “Yes, but you’re also my best friend,” I say quietly. “Interesting,” is what I think I hear Sue whisper as she continues up the track. We walk on in silence, and I can’t help but entertain thoughts about Sue. Of course, there were previous occasions when I’d admired Sue’s toned body. And after meeting Robert, I indeed wondered about the sex she and Robert were having. But now I find myself thinking about her and me. It was a beautiful but hot day and a strenuous climb. We’re both breathing hard, and I feel sweat running down my back and chest as I note a damp streak down the back of Sue’s top as well. So, at the halfway point, we decided to take a much-needed break. Sitting on rocks in the shade, we drink water and share trail mix while talking. Sue asks how I’ve been doing since my breakup.”Well, I miss the companionship, having someone do stuff with, and of course the sex and physical intimacy. But near the end we hardly talked, seldom had sex, and it was apparent we were both unhappy. Breaking up was the right thing to do so I don’t feel bad about it. But I do miss having someone, the right someone, and as of yet I just haven’t wanted to look for anyone else.””Thomas, how did you know when it canlı bahis was the right time to end the relationship?””One day I realized we’d become more adversaries than friends and that’s when I knew it was game over.””Wow, that’s pretty mature for the Thomas I know. I’m not sure I could be that rational in a breakup,” said Sue.”I’ll be happy to share more of my vast mature wisdom later if you ask nicely but we need to get back on the trail now, Sue.” Playfully tossing a twig she’d been holding at me, Sue gathers up her daypack and heads up the trail laughing while calling back, “All your vast mature wisdom, Thomas, would take less than two minutes for you to share.”Grinning and shaking my head, I gather my things and slog up the trail behind her. She’s probably right about those two minutes. Two-thirds of the way up, the trail is steep, with a near-vertical fifteen-foot rock ledge requiring hand over foot scrambling to climb up and over. Sue begins her climb but misplaces a foot throwing her balance off. She’s hanging on the rock face and can’t safely climb up or back down without the danger of falling. “Hey Thomas, I need a little help here,” she calls with a bit of exasperation in her voice. It’s not easy for Sue to have to ask for help. Sue’s six feet up on the ledge, head high to me, and I can see her predicament. She needs some support so she can reposition her foot. Without thinking, I reach up, cupping her butt with both my hands to support her weight long enough for her to reposition. I feel Sue’s butt clinch as my hands take her weight, but she begins shifting to move that misplaced foot. She rotates, causing my hand to slip, leaving my fingers pressed into the softness and the heat of her crease. I hear an “Oh!” escape her lips as she regains her balance and finishes scrambling to the top. With a strange look on her face, she peers down at me and says, “Thanks for the help. Did you enjoy that?”Caught unprepared, I stammer, “Hey, it wasn’t planned, but yes, and I doubt I could hide that I did from you at this moment.”I pushed the bulge in my shorts to one side before scrambling up the ledge to join her.
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