Passion desire Lust

Story 15 Nina

“Happy hour is over in five minutes!” The bartender said over the PA system.

Jason signaled him for one more round of drinks and then turned to his friend.

“Do you think you will get the promotion?”

Valerie finished off the Mojito she was drinking and pushed the empty glass away. “I hope so, I have certainly earned it.”

“How long have you worked there?”

She sighed, “since you went off to college, I guess.”

“Wow, that’s like ten years. It’s about time they acknowledge all your hard work.”

The bartender put down their drinks in front of them, a Mojito for Valerie and a vodka tonic for Jason. He swiveled the ice around with the straw and then took it out, tapping it against the rim before placing it on the bar. After taking a long drink he said, “I hope you get it.”

“God, so do I. How was your week?”

“Pretty good, actually. I made some good calls and made the company a few million.”

“Of which you will get a few percentages off?”

He grinned. “Of course.”

Jason was a hedge fund manager at one of the bigger firms in town and Valerie worked at a department store. The promotion she was hoping for, was Visual Merchandising Manager. She had begun as a makeup girl after High School and worked hard over the years. She had done a stint as a model also, but after a car accident, she couldn’t continue. She had to have glass taken out of her left cheek and it had left scarring. Jason never noticed it, but the cameras did.

Valerie was taller than Jason with long dark brown hair in heavy curls falling over her shoulders. Blue eyes and a full wide mouth made her very attractive. Her body was strong but sensual with wide hips and a rack that most men only dreamt of touching.

Jason was blonde with a finely chiseled face. He had a button nose and a small cupid mouth and green eyes. He spent hours at the gym bet never bulked out. His body was light with a washboard stomach.

The first time they had met was when they were very young. They were neighbors and went to the same school. At the time Valerie had been a tomboy preferring to play war, baseball, and football with the neighborhood boys. She had two older brothers while Jason had none. The summer they graduated from High School disaster had struck and Jason’s parents had died in a car accident. While the lawyer dealt with the estate he went to live with Valerie’s family across the street. The house he had grown up in was sold and so were the rest of the family’s assets. When it was all done with Jason had half a million in his bank account, but that didn’t help the young man with the loss of his parents.

During that summer, Valerie and Jason had grown even closer and when she was in the accident that damaged her face Jason spent most of the days by her side at the hospital. Her parents both worked and her brothers had moved out and begun their own families. It was when she was released from the hospital it had happened. They had found solace in each other and had spent the summer together.

At the end of the summer, Jason had gone off to college and Valerie continued working at the department store. They kept in contact but because of the distance between them, their affectation slowly went away and both found other partners. When Jason graduated and moved back to town they took up their friendship again, and that had been three years ago. Now they often met after work for a drink and a talk. They had never spoken about taking up where they had left off, they both respected their friendship too much to risk a split if they broke up.

“I wanted to ask you for a favor,” said Jason.

“Sure.”

“I had a water leak and they will begin work on Monday. Could I stay at your place for a few days?”

“Yeah, that would be great.”

“Thank you so much, you are a lifesaver.”

Suddenly there was a commotion behind them and they both turned to look. A young woman in her early twenties stood in front of a man a few years older who was sitting at a table with his friends.

“Don’t ever grab my ass again, you asshole,” she screamed.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Why not? You sure like to show it off.”

“I wear what I want because I want to feel good, and not so you can feel me up.”

She stormed out of the bar followed by a friend and the men at the table laughed.

“Good for her,” said Valerie.

“What? You don’t think she was asking for it dressed the way she was?”

The girl had been wearing a mini skirt and a very tight top. She had worn stockings and the straps to her garter belt had been visible between the stockings and the skirt.

“No, she has the right to wear whatever she wants without being pawed at by men.”

“Oh, C’mon, she liked to show off and she has to expect some kind of reaction.”

“You are wrong. Women dress up because we like to, and of course, we like to be looked at, but not to be touched by strange men.”

“Bullshit.”

Valerie took a drink from her Mojito. “No, the thing is that you don’t know how it is to be a woman.”

“No, I know how it feels like to be a man, and it’s pretty good.”

She looked at him over the rim of her glass and a devilish grin grew on her face. “I think you would make a pretty good girl.”

Jason coughed on his drink and put it down. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

She giggled. “All I am saying is that if you were a woman you would know what it feels like having your ass grabbed and boobs bumped into.”

“But I’m not.”

“No, but I bet I could make you into one.”

“Why the hell would you do that?”

“So you can have the experiences I have had.”

“No way, forget it. It’s not going to happen.”

“Oh, never say never. I remembered that you liked to play dress-up when we were young.”

“Sure, I was the cowboy and so were you.”

“Excuse me, but there was that other time also.”

Jason’s face reddened. “Don’t even go there.”

Valerie grinned. “Why not? You know what they say, inside every man, there is a bit of a woman, and vice versa.”

“Look, all I did was to put on my mom’s wig, and it happened once.”

“Yes, but you looked so cute in it. And you also tried her heels.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Yes, you did. I remember because you tripped and fell and I laughed my ass off.”

Jason finished off his drink and shook his head. “You must remember it differently.”

After Valerie finished her drink Jason paid and they walked out into the night. Valerie lived close by but Jason had to take a cab to get home. While they waited for his cab, Valerie said, “So, I’ll see you on Sunday?”

“Yeah, and thanks again.”

“No problem, I’m sure we will have a great time.”