Jenny and Charles had been friends for a long time. They hung out most weekends, ate junk food, watched movies, and talked about everything. But lately Jenny was frustrated. Her last hookup left her unsatisfied, and she kept complaining about it to Charles over drinks at her small apartment.
That night, after a few glasses of wine, she sighed and said, “I just need to get f****d properly. No drama, no relationship bullshit.”
Charles looked at her from the couch, his eyes lingering on her tight tank top and shorts. He had always thought Jenny was hot — curvy hips, full breasts, and that easy smile. He smirked and joked, “I could help with that. Friends with benefits. We f**k when we want, no strings, no feelings. Just good sex.”
Jenny laughed at first, but then she saw he was serious. Th
