THE FRUSTRATION

Amelia beckoned me over to the living room. "Aww, come on Sook, stay and watch the movie with us. It'll be fun. It's a chic flick and the guys have agreed to watch it with us." Great, just what I needed. More frustration heaped on a huge stinking pile of frustration living within every molecule of my body.

I sighed. "Okay, just let me get changed." Cause someone left me high and dry, well not exactly dry. I glared again at Eric as I went upstairs and saw him chuckling under his breath.

I could smell that the pizza had arrived before I even got back downstairs. I had put on a pair of baby blue sweats and a white t-shirt. I looked around for a place to sit, and the only available spot was next to Eric on the loveseat. I wonder who planned that. I looked over at Amelia and she flashed me a grin. I flashed back a look of annoyance.

I also noticed that Pam had come home. She must have brought the pizza. We dug in and pigged out first, so we wouldn't be interrupted while watching the movie. As we settled in and someone pressed play, I looked around the room and noticed that Pam and Bill were sharing the other loveseat rather closely and Sam had Amelia tucked on his lap in the lazyboy. I guess our little group was pairing up. It made me a little sad and I wished Eric would grow up and just act like a normal guy.

The curtains in the living room were drawn shut and as the movie began, someone reached up and turned off the lights, so we were pretty much in darkness.

I tried to scoot as close to the arm of the loveseat as possible. The last thing I wanted was to be close enough for Eric to touch me. I was fed up with his games now. I really did like him, and wanted him in the worst way, but I could only take so much of his player moves. It was beyond wearing thin.

The movie we were watching wasn't a new one. It was The Wedding Date. I saw it about fifty times already. I was just sitting there, minding my own business, watching the screen, when I felt a hand gently wrap around my thigh. I closed my eyes for a second and then placed my hand on top, moving it away.

Eric was nothing if not persistent. He placed it there again, only with a firmer grasp. I tried to move it away, but couldn't. He did manage to slide it up almost to the apex of my thigh and hip though. No more…I just couldn't take it. I reached down again and dug my nails into the back of his hand. Hey, he was a soccer player, he didn't use them anyway right?

He yelped a little and withdrew immediately. In a huff, I got up and excused myself. "Sorry guys, but I'm bailing. I've seen this movie more times than I can count, and I'm kind of tired. I'm just going to go upstairs and lay down. Enjoy the rest of the movie."

I trudged upstairs and practically slammed my bedroom door behind me and lay down. I'm sure they heard it, but I didn't care at that point. I was done with him. If he wanted to play, he could play with someone else, or better yet play with himself. I went down to the bathroom and decided to take a shower and get ready for bed.

The rush of hot water felt good over my body and I closed my eyes and relaxed. My thoughts drifted to those broad shoulders, those strong arms, that hot mouth. I let my hands wander down to my nipples and rolled each one between my fingers. A quiet moan escaped my lips. I didn't care if anyone was downstairs or not, I needed relief and fast. My fingers brushed lower toward my center and just as I was about to pleasure myself, I heard a knock at the door. I pulled my hand away and silently cried out. Was I ever going to get rid of this pent up frustration?

"Go away, I'm taking a shower."

"Sookie, it's Bill. Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Was he kidding? "I'm kinda busy at the moment. Can you wait until I'm through?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess."

I finished washing up and dried off with a towel before wrapping it around me. As I pushed my bedroom door open, I jumped about ten feet. I wasn't expecting anyone to be there.

"Bill, what are you doing in my bedroom? You scared the crap out of me." I was a little flustered from being caught off guard.

He was sitting on the edge of my bed and looking rather nervous. He ran his fingers through his hair a few times before looking up at me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I was just waiting for you to get done."

I sighed. "I didn't mean for you to wait in my bedroom. Is it so urgent you can't wait until I get dressed?"

He stood up and slowly walked towards me. "I know what he's been doing to you, Eric I mean. I know he's been playing games with you."

I can't say as I was shocked. Bill and Eric were roommates, teammates, and best friends. I'm sure he was very familiar with Eric's ways. "Color me surprised. Is that all you wanted to talk to me about?"

He shifted his stance. "Not really. I wanted to tell you that I hate the way he's treating you. You deserve much better than that."

You're preaching to the choir here, Bill. I was starting to get annoyed by his presence, and well over my embarrassment of being in nothing but a towel. "You're absolutely right, Bill. But now is not the time to discuss this. Can we table it for another night?"

I turned and was about to scoot him out, when he spun me and pressed me against the door, hands on either side of my face so I couldn't escape. What was it with guys and doors? "Bill, what are you doing?"

His face was mere inches from mine. "Sookie, you're so beautiful. Eric doesn't deserve you."

"And you think you do?" I should have been very angry at Bill for what he was doing, but dammit, I was actually getting turned on.

It wasn't like Bill was ugly or anything. He was actually very handsome. Not quite as tall as Eric, but he had dark hair, green eyes, and full pouty lips. He was what I would call, devilishly handsome.

"Besides, won't you be missed downstairs? I mean, you were getting a little cozy with Pam there, weren't you?" I was trying to distract him as best as I could.

He leaned all the way in and ran his lips gently up my neck and nibbled on my earlobe. "She just dropped off the pizza for us. She actually has a date tonight. I told Amelia that I would come up and check on you."

Wait, what? Pam has a date? I thought she and Bill were hooking up. I guess I was wrong. "Bill, I don't think…"

His lips met mine in a very passionate kiss and I found myself responding back. I didn't want to lead Bill on, but gawd, I needed some relief. As long as he knew the stakes, and was willing, who was I to argue?

I was the first to break the kiss. "Bill, I don't want you to get the wrong impression. I like you, but as a friend."

"I know. I also know you like Eric, even though he keeps playing games with you. However, I'm here and you're here, and I'm not playing games. I can see how frustrated you are." His fingers ran lightly across my collarbone. "I just want to help you, ya know, like buddies?"

Oh I knew exactly what that kind of "buddy" he was talking about. I had a fuck buddy the summer before I started college, and a little past that. It was Edward. He was a good friend of mine, and sometimes we hooked up when we were bored or frustrated, but it never went beyond that.

The question was, could I do that with Bill? My question was answered for me when I looked down and watched as he pulled apart the towel and let it slide to the floor. I reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, along with his boxers.

So there we were, standing in my room, naked as the day we were born. I scanned him up and down, slowing to take in all his assets. My, my, he certainly had plenty of assets. I picked up his hand and led him over to my bed. "Bill, do you have any protection?"

He chuckled and reached into his jeans for his wallet. He pulled out a small foil wrapper. "Never leave home without it."

We lay down on my bed and began touching each other intimately. His hands and lips were everywhere and anywhere I wanted them to be. He felt so good against me, that all I could think about was getting even closer to his body.

Bill brought me to several quick orgasms, but I wanted more. It was incredible that his only concern was bringing me pleasure, so I decided to give him a little pleasure in return.

I pushed him back onto the bed and settled myself between his legs, and showed him just how grateful I was that he was my special friend. His moans were setting me off, and it was too much. I grabbed the condom and ripped the package open, rolling it down over his hardness.

I crawled up and straddled him, then lowered myself onto his length. We rode ourselves to mutual orgasms before collapsing back onto the bed.

"Wow…that was just…wow! I so needed that." I was panting and a sense of contentment washed over me.

He laughed and winked at me, panting almost just as hard. "You're quite welcome. Anytime you need a friend, you just let me know."

I heard some movement in the hallway, and sat up. "So do you think they know what's going on up here?"

"Nah. When Pam was leaving, Eric left too. I'm pretty sure Sam and Amelia were otherwise occupied."

"I guess we better get dressed and head back downstairs or something." I didn't want anyone to see him leaving my room.

By the time we dressed and went downstairs, Amelia was the only one home. Bill kissed me on the cheek and left without speaking to her. I sighed and went into the kitchen to grab some leftover pizza.

"So, you two have a good talk?" She was grinning at me like a Cheshire cat.

"Uh, yeah. He really helped me." More than you'll ever know.

She snorted, "Oh, I'm sure he helped you all right. I could hear just how much he was "helping" you." She made air quotes as she spoke.

My jaw nearly dropped on the floor. "Oh my god, you heard us? Did anyone else?"

She continued laughing. "Don't worry about it. Sam and I were the only one's here, and we weren't exactly paying attention. I just happened to be heading to the bathroom when someone let out a particularly loud moan."

My face flushed red. That was probably me. Sometimes I had a hard time controlling the volume of my voice, especially in the throws of really good sex. "Please don't tell anyone. Oh god I'd die if anyone found out."

She cocked her eyebrow. "Anyone…or Eric?" I gulped. "Hey, don't worry about it. Eric is a jerk for playing these games with you. You're only human, and Bill isn't exactly a slouch in the sexy department. Hell, if he asked me I'd probably consider being his fuck buddy too."

I flopped down in the chair opposite her, my face resting in my hands.

"Sook, we've been friends for a long time now. I know you. You don't play around and you certainly don't sleep around. Eric hasn't been fair to you, with all these games he's playing and he's got you wound up tighter than a Timex watch. He's acting like a kid in the school yard. You remember the ones. They tease the girls they secretly like."

"I know that, but we aren't kids anymore. He's graduating college this year for Christ sake. He needs to grow up and stop playing games."

"If it helps, when Bill went upstairs to "talk" to you, Eric left looking rather dejected. Maybe he realized he's played one too many games with you. I think he really does like you a lot, and I'm sure he knows how much you like him."

"Amelia, he's had me since the first time I met him. So what should I do?"

She smiled and laughed quietly. "I have an idea, but you'll have to do exactly what I say. It's time you stepped up your game. It's time the player truly got played."

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AN: Thank you guys so much for reviewing and reading my story. I'm still overwhelmed at all the attention it's getting. Not bad for something that started as a little late-night fliclet.

So in this chapter, I was just going to have Bill talk to Sookie a little about Eric's player ways and leave it at that, but wasn't in the mood to take the easy way out. Poor Sookie has been so frustrated and needed relief. Don't we wish we all had a "special friend" LOL. Just remember that this is human Bill, not book Bill… totally different and a good guy (am I being convincing enough *grins*). If it helps, next chapter Sookie gets her revenge thanks to Amelia's plan :-).