Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Vxnent: Im gonna be home late. Somebody invited me out for drinks with the guys

Vxnent: Dont bother waiting for me babe

Vxnent: Get a good nights sleep before work

I fumed silently. I’d asked him where he was hours ago, and he was just replying to me now? Emily must be in the shower if he somehow found time to pay attention to me.

heyOlive: Somebody? who’s that?

Vxnent: Just aaron, the Tomcat.

I glanced at the man in bed next to me, surprised to find him staring right back. He smiled before pushing himself off the bed, “I’m gonna shower real quick. Sit tight.”

“Oh, okay,” I replied. It felt so natural that I felt puzzled. Why should I wait for him? It’s not like he’s my boyfriend or anything.

“Good girl,” he said, ruffling my hair before walking to the bathroom.

My eyes were glued to his back as I watched him disappear behind the frosted glass door.

The sound of running water reached my ears and I gulped, thinking about the last time I slept with Aaron. I could clearly imagine the hot streams of water dripping from his hair and down the bridge of his

nose, past his lips and chin, across his collarbone, over his chest and abs, and eventually reaching his gorgeous c*ck. I nearly drooled at the thought of every inch of his skin I’d once felt against mine.

But we weren’t anything more than f*ck buddies, and even that was

over.

I looked down at my phone and replied to Vincent.

heyOlive: ohhh have you two made up?

Vxncent: Lol weve been brothers for years. One drunk scuffle isnt gonna change that

Vxncent: Im used to it by now so it doesnt bother me but hes still the same casanova hes always been, always so noncommittal

Vxncent: But at least he has the skills in bed to make up for it

There he was, cheating on his own girlfriend in the room next door, yet still having the audacity to criticize his best friend. This hypocrisy was exactly what I despised about him.

heyOlive: how do you know what he’s like in bed??? have you slept with him before????

Vxncent: NO

years ive seen his you-know-what a

why do you ask? Am i not good

i only have eyes

Vxncent: Good girl

me the same butterflies in my stomach

Aaron was back from his

his hair, Aaron climbed into bed. I set my phone down, not replying to Vincent’s last text, and just

made up really fast. After what happened at the bar, I’m surprised.” I

something we want from each other. He can’t

ambiguous. Was Vincent attracted to his best friend? Was Aaron just another outlet to satisfy his lust? I looked Aaron up

stroking my hair. “Don’t think too much about it, darling. It

from his touch, brushing

Things did return to normal between you

quickly…”

jealous?” Aaron moved closer to me, and I responded by pulling

back

he’d calmed down, he poked me in the side,

and groped for the phone he’d left on the nightstand, holding it out to him without looking. In my peripheral vision, I saw him reach forward, but instead

wrist.

I could snap at him, I looked and saw he’d resumed towel drying his hair, so

away and placed

I was starting

A slow, lustful laugh.

and looked at

his head and laughed, “The

could be better.”

be better? It was absolutely

ask, “Aaron. Have you

for them?”

at me innocently, “You have to leave the sugar out if you wanna

was Aaron who introduced Vincent to Emily in the first place. I remembered that the first time they met was at their college graduation ceremony. Emily had been part of a sister sorority to Aaron’s fraternity at the

her.

the Instagram post that initially tipped me off to Vincent’s betrayal. What did she caption

Night?

them get together the same day

It’s been a year.

them spent time together regularly, and I never suspected their relationship. I thought back to every time Emily smiled at me. In her head, she must’ve been cackling