I don't even know where this came from and I wrote it in like two hours, with proofreading.
So, um, enjoy?

I'd had way too much to drink by the time the cab dropped me off at my condo. I'd lost count of the number of drinks, but I could definitely remember that Frost and Korsak had been teasing me all night about how they knew I had the hots for Maura. I kept telling them they were crazy, that I wasn't gay, that Maura was just my best friend.

They hadn't bought it. Frost had argued, "Hey man, you probably have never had the hots for another woman, but I'm not stupid. You got it bad for the Doc. You are not just best friends."

Korsak had said his piece, too. "Have you paid any attention to how you act around her? You open doors for her, you two eat what seems like every meal together. Your face even lights up when she enters the room."

"Yeah, all that romantic crap and then some," Frost had cut in. "I've caught you staring at each other's asses and boobs. You got it bad for each other and you're both just oblivious."

I had repeatedly told them they were both full of shit, but I knew they were right. I just didn't want to admit it to them. Ironically, I simply didn't have the balls to say anything to Maura either, or to ask her out on a date.

Eventually the bartender had cut us off and sent us home in cabs. I was lucky I even had enough cash left on me to pay for it.

I stumbled up the stairs to my condo, thankfully coherent enough to lock the door back behind me. I turned on the light in the living room and tossed my keys into a bowl on a small table by the door.

I left a trail of clothes behind me between the front door and the kitchen: boots, my blazer, top shirt, and slacks. I was down to my skivvies and a bra underneath. Once in the kitchen, I pulled out my bottle of Jose with a shot glass and took two shots straight. It was fire on the way down and warmed my stomach. Deciding two would be enough, I twisted the bottle cap back on, leaving both the bottle and the shot glass on the counter.

"Fuck Frost. And Korsak," I muttered to myself after taking both shots. And then I thought of Maura. "And definitely fuck Maura, good and hard in her tight-fitting, designer dress." I laughed to myself. I did have it bad for my best friend. I'd never wanted someone so much in my entire 38 years of life.

I glanced back toward the door at the discarded clothes, looking for where I'd tossed my pants. The back of the couch. I shuffled around the kitchen bar to them, reaching into the left pocket for my phone.

I pulled it out and slid my thumb across the screen to unlock it. Pressing 2 on speed dial, I then pressed the little green send button.

I turned around and walked toward my bedroom. Letting myself fall backwards onto the bed, I bounced slightly, my knees bent and lower legs hanging off. After the fourth ring, I almost hung up, but then a groggy voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Heyyyyyyyy. Were you asleep?"

The voice was suddenly more alert and panicked. "Jane? Are you okay? Is something wrong?"

"Nah, I'm good, promise. Just a little, okay maybe a lot drunk. I just got back from drinking with Frost and Korsak."

"And you decided 1:45am was a good time to call me?" Instead of sounding mad, Maura seemed amused. That was a good sign.

"Oh you know, drunken logic and all."

Maura started to correct me, "Actually drunken logic does not –"

I quickly interrupted her. "No no, just stop. Can barely understand your Googlemouth when sober. Never gonna get it when I'm drunk."

She sighed. "How many alcoholic beverages did you have, Jane?"

I laughed. "I lost count. Frost and Korsak gave me hell all night and booze was my only way to cope with it."

"So you stayed instead of just leaving?"

"Well then they'd have taken it as them being right and I didn't wanna deal with that either. 'Course they're right anyway, so it didn't matter." I laughed again.

"Being right about what?"

"So now you gonna give me shit too, Maur?"

"Jane, you clearly are too intoxicated to be having a conversation right now. Why don't you call me back when you wake up later?"

"No! Don't hang up! Please," I pleaded.

"Then I'm going to need you to tell me what Frost and Korsak are right about so that I can properly follow the conversation you're trying to have with me."

I picked at a loose thread on the hem on my tank top. "You."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. They were giving me hell about you."

There was a long pause on the other end. "I'm not sure I understand, Jane."

"All night they were going on and on about how I have the hots for you. How I stare at your ass and your tits sometimes. How I always open the door for you, how we eat like every meal together. That we're basically dating, but supposedly oblivious to each other's feelings."

"Oh," came Maura's quiet response.

"I gotta be honest, and I'm probably only admitting this out loud 'cause I'm really fuckin' drunk right now, but it doesn't make it any less true. Sometimes the way your ass looks in a skirt does make me want to bend you over a desk and fuck you hard."

She cleared her throat, but said nothing.

"And I'm not gay, Maur. I swear to god I'm not, but you make me hotter than all the men I've ever been with combined and if that's how it's supposed to feel, then I am the biggest lesbian on the planet."

I was turned on. So incredibly turned on. The longer our conversation went on, the wetter I could feel myself getting, and I was only barely resisting the urge to touch myself with Maura on the other end of the line. But finally confessing how I felt was making me feel bolder.

Maura breathed my name into the phone.

"Are you turned on too, Maura? 'Cause I gotta be honest. This conversation has made me really horny."

"Don't stop," Maura whispered.

I smirked into the semi-darkness, the light from the living room filtering into my bedroom. "Don't stop what?"

"Tell me what you most want to do to me, Jane," Maura urged. "Tell me."

I switched the phone into my right hand and slipped my left underneath the elastic of my black bikini cotton panties. I choked back a moan when my middle finger grazed my clit. I rubbed it lightly while trying to picture the thing I most wanted to do.

"I wanna push your tight little skirt up to your waist, hoist you up onto your kitchen island counter, push your lace panties to the side, and fuck you with my mouth."

Maura moaned softly.

I dipped my fingers between my now wet folds and brought some of the wetness back to my clit, rubbing harder listening to Maura moan. "Never been turned on before by the thought of going down on a woman. But you, god, the thought of doing that to you makes me the wettest, Maur."

"Please, Jane. Please do that to me. I could even wear a skirt for you tomorrow, so you can do it."

"Fuck, you're such a tease," I moaned into the phone. "Are you touching yourself?"

Maura breathed heavily. "I'm so close, Jane. Tell me something else."

I let out a deep moan to let her know I was close, too. "I wanna fuck you in your fancy shower. Take you from behind, thrust my fingers deep inside you."

"Oh god," Maura gasped. "Keep going."

She was letting out a small moan every other second, which let me know she was about to orgasm, and it was driving me crazy. "Shit, Maura. You are so hot, so beautiful. Let me hear you come."

Seconds later I heard a soft rustling sound, which I thought sounded like her phone dropping to the bed, followed by a very long moan of pleasure. Then came another rustling sound and her voice. "Jane?"

"Almost there," I panted. I moved my hand faster over my clit and I could hear how wet I was. Only a few moments passed before I myself let out a long moan. Aftershocks racked through my body as it came down from its high.

"Shit."

"You're off duty tomorrow, aren't you?"

"Mmhmm," I replied.

"I'm going to be at your apartment around eight o'clock. How does spending the day in bed with me sound?" Maura asked suggestively.

"Mm, sounds even better than you do when you come."

"I'll make plenty more sounds for you then."

I hummed in appreciation.

"Goodnight, Jane. See you in the morning."

"'Night. Bring sexy lingerie and a skirt."

The line went dead.

I masturbated twice more before finally but quickly falling asleep with a contented smile on my face.