Friends With More Benefits by Luke Young Read Free Book Online

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is or reply in any way. Just turn and run away. Got it?"
    Jillian nodded like a frightened child. "I
understand. Again, I'm so sorry."
    "You haven't told Brian have you?"
    "No, I swear."
    "I believe you. Now, I want you to go. I need to
be alone."
    "Sure, I'll…" Jillian said as she got up and
rushed to the door. She looked back. "Is there anything I can do?
Should I talk to John and apol—"
    She shut up when Victoria glared at her. "If you
see John or Mary, you run away. Don't speak to them because you
obviously cannot be trusted.
    "Okay."
    "Tell no one."
    "I won't mention it again."
    Jillian walked out and closed the door. Victoria
skipped back to bed, slipped under the covers, and burst into
laugher. She felt guilty, but it was the most fun she'd had in
months. Okay, so her life was pretty boring now—mainly because she
wasn't having any sex.
     

8
    The next Monday, Victoria began the fall
semester at the U. She was incredibly horny and walking on a campus
full of attractive men was not helping her situation at all.
Luckily her classes featured mostly women and had only a few not
terribly attractive guys. The workload was heavy, but she found it
pretty easy to focus with no man in her life.
    Brian kept himself busy at work and also spent a
lot of time trying to come up with the perfect gift to give to
Jillian as a wedding present. His job at the bank was thoroughly
boring, and he found himself craving some form of creative outlet.
When he was younger he had excelled in art. He could draw
competently and also had some experience with watercolors. He had
never been great at drawing the human body, but all the times he
spent studying Jillian's perfect body made him long to improve. He
signed up for a night class at the community college without
telling Jillian and told her he was working late on the nights he
had class.
    It was an intermediate class in drawing the
human form, and his goal was to complete a drawing of Jillian and
to give it to her on their wedding night. The class met twice a
week and on the first night the students drew a female nude with
charcoal from a large video screen of an image of a live model.
    At the second class, Brian sat at his station,
along with the twelve other students, and waited. A young man in a
robe entered the room, approached the chair, slipped the robe off,
and sat on the stool completely nude. He was a shower—that was the
first thing Brian noticed. The three male students, including
Brian, sighed as the nine female students widened their eyes in
anticipation. Brian reluctantly drew the man, focusing on all the
parts except his junk until near the end of the class, when he made
a halfhearted, smaller-than-scale drawing of the man's parts.
    On the third night of class, the same nude male
model sat on the same stool, but this time the video camera was on
and focused directly on his penis. The large television screen
displayed it in extreme close-up detail. It appeared to be about
two feet long. The assignment was to draw it in exquisite detail.
Brian once again sighed and had no choice but to give it his
all.
    When he returned home late that night, Jillian
still didn’t suspect that anything was out of the ordinary. On
nights he was class, Brian would leave extra early and work through
lunch. That night as he attempted to fall asleep, he found it
difficult to get the image of the giant member out of his mind. He
and Jillian had just had sex and she was sleeping naked. When Brian
woke that next morning he found her resting in a beautiful pose and
stared for a few moments. Then an idea hit him, he ran outside
wearing only boxers, rushed to the car then grabbed his drawing pad
and supplies.
    Back in the bedroom, he found Jillian still in
the same position laying on her side sleeping soundly with her hand
lying gently under her beautiful face with her gorgeous breasts in
a perfect position. Brian carefully slid the covers off her a
little more to expose the rounded curve of her