My Best Friend's Hot

[Marissa Jacobs]

Marissa hugged Tommy back and put her tiny Claires bang into her huge Guess purse. She looked up at Jessica, the dirty look only making Marissa smile wider. She couldn’t hide the fact she was happy! Jessica fucked Tommy. Jessica is dating Danny. Tommy is greater than Danny. Her jaw dropped as a small chuckle came out when Jessica threatened.

“Jessica, honey bunches, sweetie pie…” she started and walked closer to her, linking their arms together. “Why on Earth are you threatening me? Do you really think I will tell anyone, like Danny? I don’t even talk the tool. I just want to know details, like how big he is. And if he says weird things. He seems like he would,” she said as they walked out of Claires.

[Jessica Andrews]

Jess rolled her eyes as Marissa linked arms with her and started calling her a bunch of nice names. She sighed at Marissa's needs as they continued to walk through the mall trying to find a store that would spark their interest. "Why do you want to know? Do you want me to hook you up with him or something?" She teased with a laugh. She wanted to spill her guts to her best friend but she needed guidance. Marissa would take Tommy's side over Danny's and would probably convince Jess to leave Danny which is why she didn't want to tell her anything. Not that Tommy probably even wanted a relationship. Her head was all screwed up.

She stopped walking which caused Marissa to stop walking since their arms were intertwined. She took a deep breath, "I'll tell you everything IF you promise not to tell ANYONE about any of it. That includes Danny. And the only reason I'm gonna spill on the details and whatever is because I can't keep it inside anymore. So, tell me that you promise you won't tell any of these details to Danny and we'll sit down and have a chat," she said nodding in the direction of a nearby bench.

She knew telling Marissa about this might be a bad idea. However, Marissa was good at keeping secrets. The problem was, she had never done anything like this before and since she knows Marissa hates Danny, there was a high chance that she wouldn't keep her promise.

[Marissa Jacobs]

“Yeah, because I want to date my candy man,” Marissa countered, wiggling her eyebrows before fake gagging. No offence to Tommy. He’s a good looking man. Just so not attractive to Marissa in that way. She looked at Jessica, waiting for a little bit of information on what happened with Tommy. She was getting real anxious.

Marissa rolled her eyes and stopped walking. “Jessica Andrews. Why would I tell anyone?! C’mon. Just because I hate your boyfriend, think you should date Tommy and I’m real happy you cheated on him doesn’t mean I’m going to tell anyone! So, I promise. Now spill,” she said and dragged Jessica to the nearest bench and sat down. She had a list of questions she was going to end up asking through this little chat.

“Is he big? Does he talk dirty? What position?” Like that.

[Jessica Andrews]

Jess just laughed at Marissa's little comments and sat down next to her on the bench. She had no idea what she was getting herself into, but that seemed to be common nowadays. She didn't know whether or not she should just lie, it would get her out of this much quicker. She could simply say, He was horrible. So horrible that it makes me sick every time I look at him. Okay let's go to Charlotte Rousse! But for some reason she couldn't do it. She just won't tell her every single bit of detail that she knew Marissa wanted to hear. She knew she wouldn't tell anyone, at least she hoped not. But just to play it safe, she decided not to spill too much dirt.

"Well.." she started and then took a deep breath, "First of all, you're reading way too much into this. So don't get your hopes up. Tommy's just a friend. Second of all, it's actually a funny story. We went out last night for drinks and he had to make a deal. Then he took me to Cream and drank some more... I don't really remember what happened after that. The next thing I remember is we were dancing and then we were upstairs about to have sex and then I just blacked out." She laughed at the thought. "Right there was a sign. I mean, I think he was about to put it in but I just passed out! Then the next thing I remember is puking my brains out on the sidewalk and then we went to his place..."

She stopped and then smile, "It was really sweet, though. He took care of me and every thing. The next thing I know I wake up next to him in his bed and he made me pancakes and every thing. Then, I just kind of... kissed him. And we, you know." She shrugged like it wasn't a big deal but to her, it really was. She just wasn't going to say that out loud. "I have to give him props, he knows his way around a women's body and that's an understatement. Now, are you satisfied?"

[Marissa Jacobs]

Marissa was all excited and ready for some kink-filled story. She could see Jess and Tommy doing some shit that Marissa would never even have the guts of doing. She could see Tommy spanking Jess and calling her a few dirty words while Jess took the Lord’s name in vain. She didn’t exactly want to picture that but when Jess decided to spill what happened, how is Marissa not supposed to picture what she thought happened? It’s like the old trick. Someone asks you what you’re doing. You answer you’re in the shower. They look at you funny and you say, ‘stop thinking of me taking a shower, ya fucking pervert!’ Except this was more realistic. Since it was happening.

When Jess stopped, Marissa took a sip of her smoothie. Her eyes moved from the floor to Jess a she nodded a little. She too ka breath in between her teeth and in a sing song voice said, “boring!” She put her hand on Jess’s shoulder. “For someone who is such a slut, that was such a disappointing story. For anyone else, it’d be cute and amazing. But not for you. Like, what the fuck, pancakes?! If you said you fucked while he made the pancakes, then that’d be a Jess story. This is like… weird. ” She paused as her face twisted.

Marissa just wasn’t disappointed in the story. She was disappointed that Jess didn’t see what a difference their was between the morning after fucking Tommy and the morning after fucking Danny. Danny is an asshole. Tommy is an asshole but he has money and treats Jess like a princess. Why was Marissa the only one who saw it? It made her want to punch a wall. And she’s expert at that. “Question!” Marissa put her finger up in the air as she turned to look at Jess again. “When was the last time Danny made you pancakes?”

[Jessica Andrews]

Jessica laughed at Marissa's reaction. "Okay now how is that fair? How come it's not cute and amazing for me?" She pouted for a second and then asked, "What are you trying to say?" She raised a brow and then sipped on her smoothie waiting for an answer. She laughed once she mentioned the pancakes and then just shrugged her shoulders. "They were really good pancakes," was all she said. She could have said that she attacked him while she was washing the dishes but decided not to. Marissa didn't have to know everything. Jess was never really one to kiss and tell, let alone fuck and tell. But Marissa was curious at times and considering the fact she was her best friend, she ended up telling her... well, not everything but most of it.

"Anyway, that was my night slash morning. We should really go find cute costumes for the party," she told her trying to move on from the topic. Since Tommy's party happened to fall on Halloween and everyone knew Jess loved dressing up, she was actually really excited about it. Not to mention the free alcohol. "Do you know what you're going as? Or are you going to be lame and not dress up? I can't decide what I want to be but you definitely have to help me pick it out."

She continued slurping on her smoothie and started to daydream about what she should dress up as. All she knew was that her costume had to be sexy. That was a given. She wanted to be the girl who walked into the party and everything stopped because of her. She loved having all eyes on her. Her daydream was cut short when she heard Marissa's question. Jess scrunched her nose and shook her head a bit, "Danny doesn't cook." She shrugged her shoulders a bit and then asked, "Why?"

[Marissa Jacobs]

Oh, right. Costumes. Marissa rolled her eyes instantly. Unlike her best friend, dressing up is something she wasn’t a fan of. She liked it when she was younger. She’d always go as a Disney Princess then kick the snot out of some kid to get some more candy. But now she just didn’t seem the point in dressing up. She was really just going to wear her Giants Jersey, draw two thick black lines on her face and some short tight spandex shorts to the party. She would be going as Eli Manning if he took female hormones.

Jess was Marissa’s go to girl for everything. Obviously when she’s in jail. But also for when she needs help with makeup or clothes, needs to calm down from her anger and to just back her up when she’s in trouble. It was the other way, as well. They went together like Scooby and Shaggy. “I wasn’t going to get all dolled up. But if you find a costume that would look good on me, then I will.” She took a sip of her smoothie - it was more like a gulp - and got a brain freeze.

“The pancakes are symbolic!” Marissa squealed. Let a Lit-freak find symbols in every day things in life. “Danny takes you out to breakfast, correct? And you get pancakes, like always. Tommy, however, makes you the pancakes.” She put her two hands out as she talked, as if she were weighing the situation. “And I would never make you pancakes because I don’t like you like that. Pancakes are a symbol of love and you’re way oblivious to the feelings that are covering Tommy’s pancakes; the syrup.” Marissa wasn’t sure if she was making sense but when did she ever care?

[Jessica Andrews]

Jess smirked at Marissa's deal and nodded her head. "Sounds like a plan. We'll head over to Ricky's after we're finished with our smoothies. You know we're not leaving until I find something absolutely perfect for you, right?" she said with a grin. "I can't walk into the party without my arm candy looking as sexy as I know she could be. What kind of friend would I be?" she smiled as she sipped on her smoothie. She wondered what Marissa would look cute in. She had a great body that she didn't show off as often as she should. Jessica's life lesson to live by was if you got it, flaunt it and Marissa sure had it.

"Oh, speaking of. I think we should get ready and head over to the party together on friday. I think Danny's going with his sister or something so he'll just have to deal." She would make sure to see as less of Danny as possible just in case something came up about what happened with Tommy. It was just safer that way. Hearing Marissa's comment come out of absolutely nowhere made her eyes widen, "Symbolic for what?"

She nodded when she asked if Danny took her out to breakfast wondering what that had to do with anything. This was almost as hard to follow as her smoothie analogy from eariler. Jess stared at Marissa with a blank expression and tried to understand what she was saying. "Sweetie, you know that Jess dropped out of school early remember?" She laughed to herself then continued, "I don't get symbolism as most people do. Explain in english, please?" She finally finished her smoothie and threw it out in the garbage can by the bench they were sitting on.

[Marissa Jacobs]

Marissa just scoffed. Sexy and her don’t go in the same sentence unless she was having a dream with Johnny Depp and he was screwing her. Or if it was Chris. But that’s a whole different other story. Yeah, Marissa could walk down the street, rocking her skinny jeans and a cute shirt and she’d get a few stares and whistles. But that’d just make the guy end up in the hospital. Now, if she was with Jessica, everyone would just see her as the best friend that’s friend to the hot one.

“Uh, unless you wanted me to look like a complete idiot, I was planning on us getting ready together,” Marissa told Jess with a tiny smile before she took a sip of her smoothie. She really wished there was some alcohol in it. It’d make it taste so much better. But of course, that wasn’t allowed. “You’re doing my makeup to make me look like an absolute fox!” Marissa quickly posed, trying to look like Jess in her model pictures before laughing.

As Marissa sipped the last few sips she could out of her cup, she listened to Jess complain about how she didn’t understand. “Okay, Tommy takes the time to make you happy. He puts you before anything else. I’m assuming you came before he did,” she said with a little grimace. Now, it wasn’t seeming so hot, the two of them fucking. “How many times has Danny come to you after one of your infamous fights, with a necklace or some shit. Then her lures you into sex, YOUR FAVORITE THING, and most of the time he cums before you. And don’t you dare deny that because I have my ways of knowing.”

[Jessica Andrews]

"That's actually a really good impersonation of me," she said with an approving nod and a laugh after Marissa struck a pose. "Oh, I can't wait. By the time I'm through with you, you'll be able to get any guy you want." Jess could turn the ugliest duckling into a beautiful sexified swan. She just had a good fashion sense and knew exactly what looked good on different people from clothes to make up and even to hair styles and colors. Lucky for her, she didn't have much work to do with Marissa. All she needed was a little bit of Jessica's confidence and she was ready to go. Maybe a good push up bra too, that always helped.

Jess raised her eyebrow at Marissa's little speech. How the hell did she know about this stuff? "Wait, wait, wait. You have your ways of knowing? How in the hell could you possibly know about any of that?" she laughed a little but tried to figure it out herself which didn't work. The only thing she could think of was that Danny told her which was impossible because Marissa hated Danny and they didn't talk... well, she didn't think so any way.

"Actually," she said quickly, "I'm not too sure I want to know the answer to that." She thought for a second about what Marissa had said and shrugged her shoulders, "Hey I'm not complaining about Danny's gifts. Sure, he lures me into it but it's always good. What's wrong with him cumming first?" She paused for only a second and continued, "You are right about Tommy though. I'll kill you if you repeat this but I'm pretty sure it was the best sex and orgasm I've ever had." She smiled a little to herself but then quickly dropped it, "You're reading too much into this though. It's pointless. Tommy's just a friend." she did her best not to frown because she knew her last statement was true. Tommy wasn't really the settling down type. He liked to party and have a good time and there was nothing wrong with that.

[Marissa Jacobs]

Marissa smirked when Jess asked how she knew, shrugging innocently. She knew from Chris. He kept his mouth shut around everyone but not Marissa. He was so different around her, not a bad different. Marissa felt like there was a comfort with him. She felt like she could be her true self, not the crazy bitch people know. It made her feel good. Not that being Jess didn‘t give her that feeling. It was just different when it was a boy and you liiiiked him. “What can I say,” she said, putting her finger and thumb on her chin. “I’m the modern day Nancy Drew.” She laughed and stuck her tongue out at Jess.

“THERE’S SO MUCH WRONG WITH HIM CUMMING FIRST!” Marissa screamed. It earned her a few dirty looks and she just made them right back along with a very rude finger gesture. She looked back at Jessica. “If he cums first, it means he doesn’t care about your pleasure or… not you, per say but you.” She sighed, not knowing how Jessica was going to take that little statement but it was the truth and Marissa had to let it out. Well, it was the truth to the bitch herself. She knew the asshole would have a complete different story but that’s expected.

Tommy’s just a friend. Not in the same way as Jessica, but those words definitely hurt Marissa. “Girl, you need to open those heavily painted but beautiful make uped eyes and notice that Tommy is definitely feeling you. But I’ll let you notice it on your own time. In the mean time, let’s just focus on the party and how you’re going to make Chris notice me in my costume so maybe he’ll fuck me or hell, even kiss me!”

[Jessica Andrews]

Jess laughed at her Nancy Drew comment and just rolled her eyes. When she screamed out loud, Jess jumped and widened her eyes looking around at all of the people who were giving her dirty looks. Leave it to Marissa to flip them all off. Jessica giggled and then paid attention to Marissa's little lecture. She frowned a bit at what she said and bit her bottom lip to think about all of this. What the hell was she supposed to do in this situation? Was there really even a situation though? Apparently Marissa thought so. Jess was more than happy to hear her move on to the next topic, because this one was driving her to insanity.

"Good idea, all this talk about cumming is making me horny," she teased with a laugh. "Seriously, though. I'm going to make you look so hot that Chris is not going to be able to keep his eyes or hands away from you. Come on, let's go find you a costume." She stood up and walked over to Ricky's. They had all different kinds of costumes in there, but Jessica immediately gravitated over to the sexy adult ones. She looked through each and every one of them, trying to see which ones would look the cutest on both her and Marissa.

It was nice to have something to do to get her mind off of Tommy and Danny. She needed to just clear her head and this seemed like the perfect way to do that. It only took her a few minutes to pick out a few things for each of them. "Okay for you I have either the 2 piece prisoner of love costume which we can zip down to show all of your perfect cleavage and I'll let you borrow my black high heeled leather boots. Or I think you'd look cute as the sexy cowgirl, or in the Officer Naughty costume," as she talked about each costume she held it up so Marissa knew which one she was talking about.

"As for me, I'm either gonna go as the school girl, the sexy nurse or the black dominatrix one," she said holding each of them up and comparing it. She smiled to herself, "And if you don't like any of these we could always go in sexy lingerie."

[Marissa Jacobs]

Marissa watched Jess walk right on over to the more revealing costumes and she closed her eyes, groaning to herself. Of course. Why would she say to Jess, 'oh, pick out my costume and I'll wear it' when there wasn't going to be a costume; just a piece of fabric hanging over her lady parts. She took in a slight deep breath and followed Jess with a smile that was most definitely fake. "Okay, no cowgirl for me." She looked between the other two, laughing a little. Okay, maybe this WAS going to be fun. "I think I'm digging the prisoner of love one." She took it out of Jessica's hand and walked over towards a mirror. She held it up in front of her. If Chris didn't end up touching her while she was in this, she was seriously going to spike his damn drink.

Okay, maybe not. She liked him too much.

"No, no, no. I'll wear this. No lingerie for me. No, no, no." Marissa was a Hanes girl. She owned only clothes from Victoria's Secret. No undies. Way too sexy for her taste. She looked at herself in the mirror, shaking her head. People are going to know Jess picked this out. "Everyone's going to know that you picked this out for me. I mean, it's obvious. I don't even like showing my shoulders," she said. Marissa wished she had Jess's confidence. Even when Jess was bloated, she flaunted her stuff. Her confidence was sexy. Marissa didn't have that. She was probably never going to have it either. "Should I try this on?"

[Jessica Andrews]

Jessica laughed at her cowgirl comment and then held up the other two that she had picked up for Marissa for comparison. She giggled at her selection and put the other one away, "I must say I approve. That costume definitely suits you." She finally picked up the school girl costume, deciding it would be the sexiest. She went to stand beside Marissa and held up the costume against her body. She laughed at Marissa's little rant about lingerie and rolled her eyes. This girl seriously needed to wake up and see just how sexy she could be with a little bit of confidence. It really wasn't even that hard. All you had to do was walk with a sway to your hips, you head in the air and think that you're the hottest thing in the room. It always worked and guys really loved it.

"I'm going to convert you over to lingerie if it's the last thing I do with my life," she laughed and then started to walk to the dressing room but stopped when she heard Marissa's complaints. She groaned and rolled her eyes, "Marissa, seriously. You're the one who needs to open her eyes and realize that she's gorgeous. Who cares if people know I picked it out? You're going to look hot in it, Chris is going to bang you and everyone's going to be happy."

Yeah, it was true. Jess really couldn't stand Chris. He was such a downer. But, if he's what made Marissa happy by giving a little sexual healing then so be it. "What kind of a question is that? Come on," she said and slapped her butt then laughed as they both walked over to the dressing room. Instead of going to two different rooms, they both walking into the handicapped one since it was larger than the normal dressing room. Jessica got dressed in her little school girl get up and then laughed. "This is definitely perfect," she turned to look at Marissa and her jaw dropped. "Damn girl! If Chris doesn't fuck you then I will," she teased with a giggle. She gave Marissa compliments as many times as possible. She really wished she wasn't so down on herself and didn't understand why she would be. She was beautiful and anyone who didn't see that was oblivious.

[Marissa Jacobs]

Marissa just rolled her eyes. She would never believe someone telling her that she's gorgeous. It was just something she was never told when she was little so she couldn't believe it now. "My eyes are open, Jess. But all I see is red hair and a flat chest," she countered before sighing. But before she could get mad, she began to breathe in and out of her nose, a therapeutic tool her doctor told her to do when she felt like she was going to go over the edge.

Right when Jess and Marissa shut the door of the handicapped dressing room, Marissa just ripped off her clothes like the hulk and slipped into her costume. She zippered it up all the way but then moved it down so she could see some of her tits from her eagle view. She looked up at her best friend, unsure about this whole get up. She didn’t' even see herself in the mirror yet. Call it low self esteem. At Jess's statement, Marissa raised her brow. "Now, I'm secretly hoping he doesn't end up screwing me," Marissa said before laughing a little. She turned to look at herself in the mirror and titled her head to the side. Okay, maybe she did look a little hot. But this costume could make anyone hot. If you put it on Ron Jeremy, he'd look hot and Marissa would get down on her knees in a minute.

Marissa looked over at Jess again, looking at her own little costume. The little lesbian part of Marissa's brain was definitely acting up and she had to close her eyes. Why can't I see her as my sister? "That is perfect," that's all Marissa could say. She shook her head quickly, slapping the side of it. "Why can't you be ugly?" She snorted a laugh before picking up her shirt and unzipping her costume. If Chris didn't fuck her in that, she wasn't sure she was ever going to get laid by the man of her dreams.