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.

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

he cleared his throat nervously. “It’s… my coworker. Karen. I

hummed thoughtfully. I wasn’t going to call him out for

one.

react to Vincent saying she was Karen. The woman

minutes later, we arrived at the party,

coming, was

Just as I was about to let go of Vincent’s arm to get

wearing a pale pink, ultra-short minidress. The neckline was even lower than mine, so half

they were big. Those

Vincent, who noticed me looking at him and hurriedly averted his

holding Vincent’s arm. I deliberately pulled his arm tighter around

for a second longer

With a beauty like you, he

he couldn’t come with me.” Emily’s smile turned stiff. “Maybe he has more important girls to be with…” Emily gave Vincent

eyes narrowed. These two were eyeballing each other right in front

are things alright now? Did you make

looked at Vincent, then back at me,

been busier lately. He seeing her much more

S*n of a b*tch…

my face stayed friendly. “So when are you going to get married, hm?

smile became

be surprised. “Ah, he’s not ready to marry

get married yet.

Just keep an eye on him, okay? You know

and assured me. “I don’t know how you see other men, babe, but I’m all yours, alright?”

a tender