Becoming Charlotte – Part 5: Making the most of it 2 of 2

Over the next few days we prepare for the date, each of us doing our best to work up our respective parties excitement. By Saturday Sally is wishing the hours away til our night out, chatting excitedly as the stylists work on our hair, practically skipping as we walk back to the institute and arriving at mine and Andy’s room nearly 10 minutes early looking like a million pounds, the dress hugging her figure, her high heels accentuating her legs and ass, the bra and slightly loose top showing off her ample chest and cleavage (If Josh doesn’t make a move on her tonight he’s mad. Hell, I’m tempted to myself and I wouldn’t blame Andy if he did!).

Thankfully Andy and I are just putting the finishing touches to our outfits (though I did have to lock myself in the bathroom to put my dress on as I could see he was barely keeping control after seeing me in the freshly laundered red silk set again and we didn’t have time for any naughty business). We meet Josh at the entrance, his jaw literally dropping when he sees Sally. Regaining his senses he offers his arm to her which she gladly takes and we walk outside looking like the belles of the ball hanging off the arms of our respective tuxedo clad man until we climb into the limo (the boys being perfect Gentlemen) and it whisks us away to the most exclusive restaurant in the city.

 

(Well, dear reader, you re-join us near the end of the date, I really don’t want to bore you with insignificant details, suffice to say, it is going extremely well to say the least).

 

Every time Sally leans forward to talk to me, Josh’s eyes are immediately drawn to her chest and his face flushes with desire, though the same happens every time they speak to each other which, to be honest, has been a lot. In fact, Andy and I may as well have not been there as they’ve been mostly talking between themselves and asking questions about the each other. We don’t mind though, as it’s a good sign our plan is working.

Just after we order our desserts Sally gets up, saying she needs to use the little girls room and asking me if I’d like to join her. It’s obvious that she needs to speak to me so I follow her, both of us getting some very admiring looks as we pass by the other patrons. We enter the ladies room and Sally leans back against the expensive sinks, looking at me with a hint of apprehension.

“I have a problem…” she begins, blushing. “I have an itch… down there.”

“An itch?” I look at her quizzically “Time of the month?”

“No, a different kind of itch…”

“An infection?”

She shakes her head, biting her lip.

“An itch only Josh can scratch…” she says, hintingly.

“Ohhhhhhh!” it finally clicks, I chuckle slightly. “So let him scratch it then.”

“I want to but…” she looks at the floor. “I don’t want him to think I’m some sort of a slut.” Looking back up at me “I want it to be the start of… us… as a couple… You know?”

“Do you want me to do a little probing? See if he’s going to ask you out?”

“Could you… please?” she looks at me with pleading eyes “I’m not brave enough to bring it up.”

“Leave it with me,” I tell her reassuringly “I’ve got your back.”

“Thanks Charley, I really appreciate all you’ve done for me.” She hugs me, I can feel how nervous she is.

“What are best friends for?” I say, gently rubbing her arm. “C’mon, let’s get it sorted.”

We head back to the table and I whisper to Andy that I need a minute alone with Josh.

“I’ll get us some fresh drinks…” he says getting up and turning to Sally. “Care to give me a hand, Sal?”

She nods and they head to the bar, I sit and watch as Josh stares at her retreating form, completely engrossed.

“She’s something special, isn’t she?” I ask, breaking his revelry and making him jump.

“She sure is…” he begins, his cheeks turning bright red at being caught gawping at her. “Charley… I…” he looks down at the table, sighing.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m not sure it’s something I should talk to a woman about…” he says “I don’t want you to think negatively about me for it.”

“You do remember what I used to be, right? I understand the male side of things. You can tell me.”

He takes a deep breath, looking at  me nervously.

“OK, I’ll tell you,” he says after a pause “the thing is… I want her, not just sexually, I want her completely, to be her boyfriend. The more I get to know her, the more I see… I just don’t want her to think I see her as a piece of meat, another notch on the bedpost… I want to be with her, like you and Andy are.”

I nod, showing my understanding and chuckling a little internally at how easy this problem is to solve.

“Just tell me one thing,” I look at him sternly “if anything happens between you and her tonight, it’s definitely the beginning of a proper relationship. That there’ll be no ditching her in the morning.”

“Charley, I’d marry her tomorrow if I could.”

“Good enough for me.” I tell him with a warm, friendly smile. “Go for it.”

“Really?” he looks surprised and a little apprehensive. “You think she’ll agree?”

“Really. Don’t tell her I told you this, but she wants the same as you, and to be your girlfriend. She’s just worried you’ll think she’s easy if she sleeps with you tonight.”

“Not a bit! I know she’s not like that.”

“So do it, ask her out.”

“I will.” He responds with a grin and a wink. “Wish me luck.”

“You won’t need it.” I reply with a knowing smile.

As Andy and Sally approach the table, Josh gets up and speaks to her, gently taking her arm and leading her to a quiet spot in the restaurant, just out of view. Andy puts the tray of drinks on the table before sitting down and giving me a quick kiss.

“What’s that all about?” he asks me, nodding in the direction the others have taken.

“Wait and see.” I reply, a sly smile on my face.

A few minutes later, Sally and Josh return to the table, Josh wiping lipstick marks from his mouth and cheeks with a tissue as Sally grabs my hand and apologises to Andy as she needs me for ‘girl talk’.