Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Be my girlfriend

Hearing him say my name surprised me. Usually, I’d only ever hear him call me “darling” or “lovely”-some cheap pet name he can throw around interchangeably. This, I knew, was a common practice for cheaters. Calling someone by anything other than their name made it less likely you’d slip up and get caught. Maybe Aaron even had a s*upid code name for every woman he was seeing. What would mine be? Red head? Number fifty-one?

“What is it?”

He looked at me for a few seconds before speaking, “Well… My birthday’s next month. On the first… Do you want to come over?”

This question was a bit strange, but I didn’t think much of it. “I don’t think Vincent would take me with him to your party. He wouldn’t wanna give up another chance to spend the night with Emily.”

Just as I said that, I frowned and stared at Aaron. Was he really going to create another opportunity for Vincent to cheat?

Aaron met my stare with an innocent smile, “What’s with that look? Did you change your mind? You can still stay here if you want.”

“I don’t have time,” I insisted. “But how long are you going to keep enabling them?”

“Ha! I never actually set them up.” Aaron laughed dryly, “It was all him.”

He gave me a sly wink, and I felt like he was all too entertained by my

situation. Like I was a clown in a secret circus only he knew about. “I never wanted him to do… that,” he continued. “At least back then. Now, I’m a little more willing to let them do as they please.”

I leaned against the door, arms crossed, and grew more and more irritated as he went on. He seemed happy to help Vincent get away with his filthy backstabbing. I clenched my fists. If Aaron had the audacity to call me a b*tch one more time after saying this, I wouldn’t waste a second before punching him right in that handsome face of his

“Oh, calm down, babe. I can hear your teeth grinding from here.” He folded his arms behind his head as he leaned back. “If Vincent’s fooling around with her, I get you all to myself. Ever since you came to me last month I’ve only ever had eyes for you. This is me giving myself an opportunity. Not him.”

“Yeah. I’m sure your girlfriend would love that.” I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t deny being delighted by his sweet words.

a cheap getaway. A quick fix. Now that I’ve indulged in it myself, I can somewhat understand: in these moments, you can leave your life behind and lose yourself in someone else’s infatuated pandering. There were no

long as the sex was good, none of

at me, heavy with lust, and I felt my heart race at

as well be my girlfriend. I could never

of the hotel’s luxurious air freshener-marketed as “aromatherapy”-mingled with the erotic smell of sex, leaving me breathless. What shocked me the most, however,

to himself, and eventually, the sheets slid down off of his abs, revealing his c*otch. My eyes flicked from his face to his abs, to his d*ck that drove me crazy. All at once, his perfect body displayed in front of me. I swallowed at

the sheets off of himself. I immediately

laugh was low and husky. “It’s not about your

to tease me-to see how embarrassed I get-but I wouldn’t let him have his

and dropped my bag right on the

He raised his eyebrows, pupils dilated, as if

I climbed onto the bed and leaned toward him with my eyes narrowed. He was quick to wrap an arm around my waist as

bringing

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didn’t expect you’d be back so soon.” He was quick to bury his face in my cleavage while his free hand got to work

as my skirt was off, I took his hand and wrapped it around his

voice started

firm grasp on his hand as I made him stroke himself, and obediently, he let me continue. No resistance or protest

in the bedroom, you mean.” I rocked back and forth on his lap, following the rhythm of my hands with my body. By now, I understood that

“You could use some more practice, so mostly in the bedroom. But I did mean it. I want to be with

to

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But that was fine.

his own hand and aggressively pushed mysell off