You shifted in the bed groaning softly as you began to awaken, your fluttering open, taking in the soft light of the sun rays thay filtered into the bedroom. You tried to move, only to feel strong hands pull you back, making a soft gasp leave your lips.

Oh right. You forgot. Clark was in your bed. And both of you bare and naked under those sheets. Though, that fact didn’t bother you too much. Oh no no.

See, it was a Saturday. And every weekend, you find yourself in bed with none other than your childhood best friend Clark. Each weekend was spent at the other’s house, and this weekend was the one where he’d be at yours.

That’s right folks. This is a friends with benefits situation. You honestly can’t remember how any of this started, muchless the arrangement on weekends.

Maybe it was after one drunk friday night. Or did it start after he and Lois called it quits and just decided to stay friends? Or was it that one time in the elevator….either way.

You just now know you wake up bare, sore, yet satisfied in his arms every weekend.