His hands moved to her breasts and cupped and squeezed each and then as the nipples hardened he pinched them hard making her winch. His hands moved d...own further and unbuttoned the shorts she was wearing and pulled them down showing her panties. “You need to wear better looking panties.”“I had not been expecting company tonight otherwise I would have dressed for you.” She knew what he liked and she actually liked the clothes her wanted her to wear. The clothes sort of turned her on and sex. Then something happened between us. Leslie had broken up from her last romance about a year and a half after we got to know each other. After a couple of years of us being just friends, things changed.Understand, when you were in bed, Leslie would tell me about her preference, and I was full of questions about what happens between two women and a multitude of questions about such relationships. So, I was well informed, and my feelings for Leslie had been building.But it took time. Until one. I just couldn't think of anything. I was so in my own head, caught up in my thoughts. Wondering if he actually felt the same way about me. I hadn't noticed him "practically drooling" over me, like Abby had described. What if she was just saying that to boost my ego? What if I made a move, but he didn't reciprocate? Then what? I just don't think I could handle that.So I did nothing. He just drove me back to my apartment. Nothing but the sounds of the radio to break up the obvious silence. I. ‘Why?’ she asked out loud. ‘Why?’ She knew the answer. It was because she was in love with Matt. She had been in love with Matt for a very long time, since college. Yes, in love with her best friend’s boyfriend then husband. For Susan it was almost love at first sight but for Kris, her love for Matt grew slowly. The more time she spent with him, the more in love she became. And the more she did, she knew it was wrong. Matt was Susan’s love and would always be. It was difficult as there were.