Friends with benefits

Aron POV

"Sara, I now understand what you were trying to say when you used example 69." In the morning, I made fun of her. Without delay, she averted her face to conceal her blush.

"Why are you running away now? You didn't want to be even a few inches away from me last night." She attempted to get out of bed, but I grabbed her hand to stop her. Because I had such a firm grip on her hand, she lost control of her body and fell onto my chest.

"Do you wish to experience it again?" Her one hand accidentally touched my junior, and it hardened again upon feeling her touch.

"No, sorry, it happened accidentally." She immediately took her hand from my junior.

I'm baffled by the sudden change in her behavior. She changed from being a shy woman in the morning to being so bold during the night. I couldn't help but laugh at her sudden change in appearance.

"Sorry, Aron; I don't have any idea what happened to me last night." She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It's all right. Sara, you have nothing to be ashamed about." I took her hand and gave it a gentle pat.

"It's unacceptable—friends should keep their distance. If your partner discovers you're having sex with a friend, how will she feel?"

Oh, so she took my lie too seriously. I was immediately moved to inform her that she was not only my friend but also my love. However, I decided not to confess my love for her until I had revealed Aunt Jerry's secret to her. I will first reveal to her all of my dark secrets, and only if she agrees will I then tell her how I feel. I remained friends with her until then.

"It's all right. Sara, you are a special buddy of mine with extra perks, so you don't need to worry about my lover." When I talked about my imaginary partner, I tried not to chuckle.

"What? friend with benefits?" She gave me a perplexed expression.

"Yes, we do become friends with benefits when we pursue friendships to receive certain kinds of benefits."

"Oh, that implies that our friendship is confined to sating each other's appetites for physical comfort." She raised an eyebrow at me.

Why she constantly becomes so serious when we talk about sex is beyond me.

"No, we complement one another like yin and yang, and we are not just together to satisfy our sexual appetites."

"Yin or yang?" She asked me again.

"Sara, I'll tell you more about this later on. I have an urgent meeting at the workplace, so I have to get dressed now." I sprang out of bed as soon as I noticed Selena's message on my phone.

My thoughts drifted back to the events of the previous evening as I stood under the shower. What suddenly happened to her? Why has she been acting so aggressively for the past three days when she has never behaved so lustfully?

Last night, she gave my junior a hard blow. I've always wanted to have sex with her, but I'm not sure why. During the past several days, her behavior has seemed so strange to me.

"You have completely forgotten about me, Mr. Finge." Rosy came up to me as soon as I came out of my bedroom.

"Let me go now; I have a crucial meeting to attend." I requested that she not obstruct my way.

"But why didn't you visit me last night, Mr. Finge? I had been anticipating your call." She grabbed my hand and slipped it around her waist.

"What are you doing?" Angrily, I snatched my hand away from hers.

"Don't you find me appealing now?" To entice me, she licked her lips.

"I have to go." I urged her to clear my way.

I finished my breakfast and left for the office after giving Sara a goodbye kiss on the forehead. I adored the way my touch on her forehead made her body tremble.

While I was working at the office, her actions from the previous evening kept coming back to me. I have to ascertain what is causing her behavior. She never seemed to be that interested in having sex, as far as I know, so I'm not sure what changed so quickly in her.

I returned home and kept a sharp eye on her every activity. She interacted with me in a typical manner. She did not attempt to approach me during our talk. Throughout the entire time, she was staring at my face. Her attention did not once land on my dick. I touched her thighs in an attempt to arouse her, but she blushed as soon as she felt my touch on her body, rather than reacting lustfully. I'm certain now that something is off.

Rosy was coming toward me with a cup of coffee as I was making my way to my study room.

"Please have some coffee, Mr. Finge." I don't know why she would continuously come to me with a fresh excuse.

"No, I don't want it." I would have no interest in conversing with her.

"Please at least take a sip. I made this especially for you." She insisted that I taste the coffee.

"What's happening here?" When Sara entered the study, she gave her a stern look.

"Madam, Mr.Finge, asked me for a coffee, so I came here to deliver it to him." When she saw Sara, she bowed her head anxiously.

"She is lying; I didn't ask her for coffee." I'll explain things to her so as not to aggravate her.

"Aron, it's okay. If you don't want to drink this coffee, please give it to me. Right now, I'm so exhausted that I desire coffee.

Rosy, thank you." She took coffee from her hand.

"No,Madam. I made this coffee just for Mr. Finge." She tried to stop her from drinking the coffee.

"Oh, come on, what's so special about this coffee? You can brew another coffee for him." She sipped coffee from the mug.

Rosy glared at me and walked out of the study. I don't know why she thinks that coffee is so special that I should sip it.

Sitting on the couch next to me, Sara shared her new story. Thirty minutes later, she started flirting with me once more. I now know what Sara's problem is. I immediately wanted to go to Rosy to find out what she had mixed in the coffee, but for now, I have to deal with Sara first because her lust has driven her crazy.