Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Surprise Me

“Is it you?” Aaron’s hand ghosted over my p*ssy from the outside of my dress. I trembled, then I suddenly snapped out of my daze.

“Wait…” I turned my head away from him as a wave of regret washed over me.

Oh my G*d… What was I doing? I was worse than a w*ore at this point!

The alcohol from his mouth must’ve made me drunk.

“Huh?” Aaron looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a grin. “It’s too late for that now, darling.”

His fingers slipped under my dress, h*oked around the edge of my thong, and yanked hard. I let out a cry.

It was too much…

“Now I’m going to unwrap my gift,” Aaron whispered in my ear, making me shiver, but it wasn’t enough to distract me from his hand in my skirt. With one tug, the tie that kept my thong on came undone, and it fell limply into his hand.

“I did pay for this, darling. Give it to me.” He looked at the wet spot on the black lingerie, and he held it to the tip of his nose to sniff it. “That’s it…”

“… Give it back.” I blushed and reached out to grab my panties.

When I put them on earlier, I was imagining Aaron taking them off me, but I never thought that this was how it’d happen. I blushed as my heart raced.

I’d clearly underestimated how lustful this man was.

I wrapped my arms around myself, embarrassed. Then Aaron picked me up, pinning my arms, and carried me to the bathroom counter. There, he set me down and spread my legs apart. This time, he did more than tease me as he stroked the outside of my p*ssy with his fingers.

sensitive every time I

I was losing control, I tried to close my legs, but he pushed them away with his knees. That was when I started to

like jelly. I pressed my hands against his chest. “Aaron, cut that out!

one’s gonna bother us.” Aaron kissed the corner of my mouth, and his eyes were full of lust. “Olive,

he spoke, I felt something

His hand.

stop him, his fingertips pressed inside me, and my face turned red in

face, admiring my expression when his fingers pushed deeper

anxiously as his fingers were

and the waves of sinful pleasure made my mind go blank. I started to buck my hips subconsciously, begging for more. Then

bit my

my a*s was exposed to the

was

grabbed his hand

to press against his c*otch, where the material of his pants

I felt the sudden heat through

clicked a few times.

held my breath

managed to break in, there’d be no way to explain this situation. We’d

my back to him, he grabbed

both sides of the sink. In the mirror, I could see my a*s pressed up against his

belt, and my heart jumped into my throat. I turned my head and glared at

he wasn’t going to stop soon. He kneaded my a*s with his broad palms. “Don’t look at me like that.

“Shut up-!”

my p*ssy teasingly, leaving a wet spot on the front of his pants. Yes, I did want to have sex with him, but I couldn’t get over how uneasy I felt in this