Sweet Reverb · A Friends with (Spanking) Benefits Story

Kali is Chris's biggest fan. He's an amazing guitarist, song-writer, and

singer. She's been helping him and supporting his career for years. They've

been friends for five years, but they've never crossed that line, despite

their attraction to one another. But when there's enough sexual attraction

between two people, it's nearly impossible to keep that at bay forever.

Length: 5000 words

So Kali decided to test this theory, just for fun. She wore a short black

skirt she knew Chris had never seen her in, an equally black halter top, did

her brown hair up nice and curly, and caked on some extra make-up than she

would normally wear. A pair of dangly silver earrings and a matching necklace

that accentuated her cleavage was the icing on the cake. She got quite a few

looks on her way from her dorm room to the car and a couple of wolf whistles.

Guess that meant she looked good.

Chris was getting his equipment set up as Kali walked into the bar that

evening. She ordered herself a drink and him a beer before heading back toward

the stage.

“Hey,” she said, setting the drinks down on the table. His back was turned to

her as he set up his speakers. “How’s it going?”

“Pretty good,” he replied. “How about…” He stopped mid-sentence as he turned,

his mouth still open.

“Yes?” she asked.

“Uh…how, how about you?”

“Good,” she said with a smile. Guess that answered her question.

“You look nice,” Chris said.

“Thank you. You look pretty nice yourself.”

“I look the same as always.”

“That doesn’t mean it doesn’t look nice,” she said.

He nodded with a slight smile. “Well, thank you.” He turned back to his

equipment, finishing setting everything up. He hopped down off the stage and

picked up his beer. “Thanks.” He took a sip. “You’re pretty awesome, you know

that?”

“I know.” She grinned.

Chris had a great show per usual. He had a way of getting random stranger

interest and into the show, cheering him on. He kept making eyes at her the

entire time, singing some of his sexiest songs, and it warmed her blood and

sent a tingling between her legs she hadn’t felt in a while. She wasn’t sure

if he was doing it on purpose or if she was just noticing it more tonight.

He sold five CDs at his show, without any prodding from Kali, and she could

tell he was riding high by the end of the show.

Chris’ car was parked all the way at the corner of the parking lot, under a

broken street lamp. He used his cell phone as a flashlight as he put his stuff

away. He shut the trunk on his car, turning to face her with a grin. “This was

the best show I’ve had in months.”

“I know,” she said with a grin. She threw her arms around him, hugging him.

“I’m so proud of you.”

He pulled her close, hugging her tightly. He pulled back and searched her

face. “You look really, really nice tonight,” he said.

“Thanks, Chris.”

Her heart began to pound the way his blue eyes dashed back and forth between

her brown ones. His arms were still around her as he leaned down, his lips

touching hers. She hesitated before kissing him back. He pulled back, inches

from her face, breathing heavily.

“Wow,” she said breathlessly.

He turned, shoving her against his car, gathering her up into his arms and

kissing her hard.