Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

A mistress?A lover?

Of course, Vincent didn’t mention Aaron’s upcoming party to me. As for him ditching me on our anniversary, he just kept telling me that his work needed him to do overtime. He even whined about his customers and his manager. I had to hold back my bitter laugh.

Aaron’s birthday was a little less than two weeks away. During that time, I hadn’t seen anyone other than my coworkers and Cinder. Vincent fed me more excuses about how busy he was with work, and we hadn’t spent a night together for the entire two weeks. I didn’t have any contact with Aaron either.

The truth was that a couple of days after the charity gala, I didn’t want to go anymore, but something interesting happened a week before Aaron’s birthday.

Vincent and I had been lying in bed next to each other, both of us on our phones. He was texting in one of our shared group chats while I was scrolling through the news. After a while, he suddenly turned to look at me. “Have you been talking to Aaron?”

I was stunned for half a second as my heart began to race. “What?”

“Look at the group chat.”

I frowned and pulled it up on my phone. I went to read the conversation from the beginning, but Vincent reached over and scrolled to a certain spot about halfway through the log.

Amorris: Dont forget my party next week

Amorris: You can bring your family if you want \_(‘)_/ ̄

xXpatrickXx: i live alone man

Amorris:Then bring your mouth, I hired catering

xXpatrickXx: i HiRed CaTERinG

Matt87: did you pay like $800 for cheese on sticks?

Amorris: Shut up Imao it’ll be good

Amorris: Anyway everyone just rsvp so I can order

Matt87: i’ll be there

xXpatrickXx: yeah I’ll go

Vxncnt: Im going

3mily: me too!!

over Vincent’s head. I glanced at him, but he didn’t seem

continued reading through the

What about

just ‘leave his girlfriend out, but I rarely texted in it. I never really hung out with his friends either, so it was just as rare for someone to mention

chin on my shoulder and grumbled, “Didn’t know

I felt his fingers scratch at me through the fabric of

answer. Instead, I sighed and moved

i’ll go with

continued texting amongst themselves,

I could close it, the messenger app lit

deleted my old messages from

beside me,” Ooh… Who’s

pulled my phone away and looked at him,

me and pinned me underneath him. Then he smiled and asked, “Is it some admirer I don’t know about?” I felt his hips grind into me slightly, and his eyes were half- lidded with temptation. Staring up at

have a mistress, but I’m not allowed to

his composure. “A mistress? Are you just mad I haven’t been around to

that, his hand slipped past the hem of my short nightgown

his fingers between

but it always used to make me feel safe. Now, the instant his hand touched my skin, I thought back to the night

was his hand

I didn’t stop Vincent’s advances. Maybe my time with Aaron had cured my usual sex aversion. Maybe I could even o*gasm with Vincent. If I slept with him more-gave him what he wanted-he’d give up on Emily and be all

could rip that away from

his abs weren’t as defined as they used to be. He narrowed his eyes and leaned down slowly. The mattress sunk under his elbows at my sides as his hands trailed up

nightgown as they pawed at my breasts, but still, I didn’t respond. Vincent was much more excited than I was. At my lack of

always so beautiful,” he breathed, but his

my collarbone was followed by Vincent’s hands kneading my breasts. I felt

I felt nothing.