Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Homy Stut

“What took you so long? We’re gonna be late.” The moment i opened the door, Vincent put his phone away and

complained impatiently.

It was obvious he was just texting Emily. I cursed internally. Vincent knew that by irritating me and calling me slow, I wouldn’t bother asking who he was texting.

Maybe all men were this manipulative.

The moment Vincent looked up and saw me, his expression changed, and his jaw dropped in disbelief.

“Wow… You’re beautiful.” Vincent came up to me, his eyes glancing down to my lips. “Too beautiful. I almost don’t wanna take you to that party now.”

“It’s been so long since I’ve gone out with you… I don’t want you staring at other women while we’re there.” I saw Vincent’s expression falter for a moment.

But he was back to normal in a split second. “And I’m worried one of the guys might try something with you dressed like that.”

I raised an eyebrow, pretending to be surprised. “Wouldn’t you feel good knowing you’re making all your friends jealous? After all, I’m your…”

Vincent’s face twisted with smugness. “But what if you fall for one of them? You know how Aaron is.”

“Hm… about that…”

“Aren’t I enough for you, babe?” He lowered his head and moved slightly closer to me.

My stomach lurched as I scrambled to avoid his kiss. “Stop! We’re already late! I don’t wanna make everyone wait for us.”

Regret flashed in Vincent’s eyes, and I snickered internally. I couldn’t care less how he felt. I simply turned around and went downstairs. Within a few seconds, Vincent caught up with me. When we reached his car, I smelled the familiar scent of perfume. Emily was here not too long ago. They must’ve planned to go straight to the party after I said I wouldn’t be going.

smell grew more revolting by the second. “Why does it smell

wheel tightened, and he cleared his throat nervously. “It’s… my coworker. Karen. I gave her a ride on her

I wasn’t going to call him out for

one.

Vincent saying she was

later, we arrived at the party,

wasn’t coming,

let go of Vincent’s

ultra-short minidress. The neckline was even lower than mine, so half

were big. Those couldn’t

at Vincent, who noticed me looking at

hand holding Vincent’s arm. I deliberately pulled

my breasts for

so jealous of your date. With a beauty like you, he must be the

turned stiff. “Maybe he has more important girls to be with…” Emily gave

other right in front of me! Did

was kidding, but are things alright now? Did you make up with

Vincent, then back at me, and her smile became more natural. “Yeah, we made up. He’s

Vincent’s been busier lately.

S*n of a b*tch…

are

her smile became

be surprised. “Ah, he’s not ready

any plans to get married yet. I

eye on him, okay? You know

don’t know how you see other men, babe, but

wore a tender expression. “I know, baby. And I’m