Was I really wasting my time, there were times when I thought not? Like for instance, the last time Isaac was home, the whole three days he spent his time with me..... me! And it was wonderful. He didn't go home, and I loved it, I felt closer to him than I had for years. Don't get me wrong he always found time for me whenever he was home, and even managed an occasional phone call while he was away.

But, the last time he was home it was different, it was fantastic. We danced and watched all our favorite episodes of friends while eating pizza. And at night we lay together on my bed, just like we used to when we were kids. He enclosed me in his strong arms huddled up comfortably in his love. And it was wonderful.

His morning erection straining through his boxers, as we lay there barely awake, he wasn't even embarrassed, that's how close we are, how close we've always been. Best friends.

The last day he was here, he held me in his arms as he was leaving, the feeling was electric, I knew he didn't want to go. He felt so good, the love I'd felt for him for the past seven years was being acknowledged and in some way returned, I felt it,... I really did. As he released me slightly he leaned in and kissed me, full on the lips. His warm tongue slid across my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth willingly to allow him access. We swirled our tongues to accustom ourselves to the newfound parts we'd never before explored.

When he pulled away, he pulled my head to rest on his shoulder gently stoking my hair,his hot breath on my skin making me tingle. We stood like that in silence just holding each other for a long time, dreaming of the prospect of finally being Isaac's girlfriend with it's new meaning. When he pulled away, his warm brown eyes looked into mine with so much love, I could have melted right there.

"Penny, you know I love you don't you", he said looking at his hand as he stroked my hair.

"You've been my best friend all my life, I just want to let you know I love you so much, I want you to know that when my life is in such despair,.... and it is often. And when I'm in need of comfort, I always know that you’re here waiting to make me feel better. You always make me feel so loved and wanted, I thank you for that". I looked into his eyes he smiled leaning in to kiss me on the nose. "Thank you Isaac, I love you too". With that, he released me, and slipped silently away.

Since then I'd gone through so many emotions so many feeling of doubt and even confusion. At first I was sure he was trying to ask me to be his girlfriend, I was elated.

I spent those first few days on cloud nine. Then as the days rolled by and I hadn't heard from Isaac the lurking doubt in the back of my mind emerged and by the second week I was in complete turmoil of what he had actually meant when he said he 'LOVED ME'.

Every night I lay in my room begging the phone to ring, willing for it to be Isaac every time it did ring. One day I'd get up and tell myself, maybe he was trying to ask me but couldn't quite get the words out. But the very next minute the doubt crept in again and I'd tell myself I was sorely mistaken, why would he ask me out, after all if he wanted me he would have asked years ago.

Some days I'd tell myself he came to tell me he had some one else, some one special but didn't have the heart to tell me. It finally got to the stage it was my every waking thought; I'd constantly feel sick to the stomach from the confusion of it all. He never did ring.

It's now four weeks and three days since he left, and he rang the bell, sauntered in through the door as it opened, politely kissed my forehead and added a "Hey Penny", as he whizzed by me, plonked himself down on the sofa, and sighed. "It's good to be home, Pen", was all he had to say as I stood there with my mouth open in disbelief. I couldn't believe he'd actually got the nerve to casually walk in here after what happened last time without a word about it, no interim phone call to let me know he was coming home, nothing.

It was a blatant disregard to my feelings, and I was now edging towards the final emotion ANGER. He just sat there, his head flung back, one leg resting the length of the sofa, the other on the floor, and I was angry. "I'm going for a shower", The angry words bounced off the walls, and he never noticed the way they sounded, "Okay, I'll just watch some TV", was all he had to say.

I had to get out of there, if I didn't I would have slapped him hard...., and he would have deserved it too. But in the shower as the warm water slid down my body, making me feel a lot more relaxed, and at ease, thoughts of how unfair I was being began to flow, after all he doesn't know I'd been waiting for a call, I mean why hadn't I called him. I'd decided not to be pissed at Ike anymore by the time I'd got out of the shower.

I'd placed the clothes I wanted to wear on the bed ready, and then it came to me. I had this idea; I wanted to know how he felt about me once and for all. I wanted to know if he was feeling the same. I guessed that Ike just wasn't the type to just come out with it. I finally convinced myself this was the case, after all I knew him better than anyone else did, he was far too shy to do it, so I'd have to make the first move.

As I entered the doorway to the lounge I'd noticed he'd made sandwiches, and was currently so engrossed in his Nintendo game he didn't even notice I was standing there.

And I was standing there, contemplating my next move, I wasn't entirely sure I was going to go through with it, it was totally out of character for me to do something like this. But I wanted it so bad; I wanted him so bad.

So I edged my way in, it seemed as though he still didn't notice I was there, But he had, his arm pointed to the sandwiches but his eyes never left the TV. I sat down on the edge of the sofa, he had his back to me, I was nervous now, and I wanted to get his attention but was quickly loosing my nerve to go through with this.

I looked down, my bare legs poking through the white satin and lace wrap, the nervousness of the fact I only had a G-string on underneath, making me want to run and hide. But I stayed.

"Ike, I want you to listen to me". I said nervously, as I stared at the back of his head.

"Hmmm I'm listening pen" he carried on. "Ike, I love you". "Love you too Pen". I still didn't manage to distract him. "I want you to make love to me" if that wasn't going to get his attention nothing was. "Hmmm okay". Now I know he wasn't listening. He was lost in the world of his racing game, and nothing was going to distract him.

I stood on shaky legs fast loosing the battle of good sense to go through with my next move, but I decided I'd come this far, I was going to carry it to the end. I stood directly in front of the Tv, his head leaned to the side to look around me, as he reached out to brush me aside, "oh pen, I can't see the …T…V. He'd noticed me alright, as my gown floated to the ground around my ankles.

His eyes travelled the length of my body; it all seemed like slow motion at first, his eyes travelled up my legs. He briefly stopped when he came to the triangle shape of my G-string, then slowly his eyes raised to my navel ring, and he swallowed hard.

When his eyes reached my breasts I heard a faint moan stifled in his throat, His eyes finally met mine, as he reached out one arm and patted his crossed legs for me to straddle his lap. "Come here Pen", he said as he patted his lap again. His dark eyes were full of lust, It seemed like a long time since the gown had hit the floor, but it was barely seconds.

I slowly stepped over the discarded hand control and sat carefully into his crossed legs. My face was barely touching his, and I could feel his ragged breath in my hair. I closed my eyes savouring the feel of finally being this close to the man I'd been in love with for what seemed all my life, It was wonderful. Every part of our bodies touched, his arms wrapped lovingly around my lower back, sliding me closer until I could feel his erection in my hot centre.

He moaned softly at the contact, one arm, raised to push the hair from my forehead so he could kiss it. "I've waited a long time for this moment Penny". He swallowed, his warm eyes closed. His breath tickled my face, and I couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle at the fact we'd both wanted the same thing for so long.

His soft full lips were on mine, working their magic, creating a lust I never knew I possessed. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulled me closer into perfect rhythm with his own body. I suddenly felt desperate to have him inside me, his hands were travelling up my sides and cupped my breasts, and briefly squeezing my nipple as it travelled in between us.

Isaac's hand some how managed to undo his belt, and slipped the zip down exposing his erection into the air, he sighed at the release, and moaned at the contact with my slick opening even trough the fabric it felt good.

His hands released me from behind and I vaguely felt myself lean back, my back arching until my shoulders reached the floor. One hand slip up my flat belly, slick with a slight sheen of sweat created in our petting. As his hand slid up to cover a breast his mouth moved to kiss my navel, flicking my navel bar with his tongue. The instant pleasure travelled to my clit, and I moaned. "Hmmm, Ike", I barely registered the words leaving my lips. His hand reached down, ripping the G-string from my body in desperation.

In one swift movement, his hands lifted me back onto him, his hard penis, slid into my folds and entered me perfectly, my tightness sucking him in. As our slick bodies met they seemed to mould into one. The rhythm slow at first, we barely had to rock at all, in this position the slightest movement was all that was needed, his shaft rubbed my clit with every movement made. I was vastly getting closer to the edge.

Ike's breathing picked up the same time his thrusts increased faster and harder, so I knew he was as near to the edge as I was. His rapidly increased breathing was creating the perfect race to the edge of the cliff. His moans were all I need to be thrown over.

When I came my opening pulsing around him, squeezing his shaft deep inside me, we moaned in unison as he came hard with a loud grunt I'd never heard from him before. Our rocking slowed as we calmed down; we eventually stopped, still clinging to each other breathy, and sweaty still shaking. He leaned in and kissed me again sucking my bottom lip, "I love you penny, I always have". I looked at him and smiled, I love you too Ike, I thought i was wasting my time". I whispered softly.

NO..I definitely wasn't wasting my time.