Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Behind The Curtain

We exchanged a deep, romantic kiss.

Before, I never understood how other couples could be so attached to each other. To me, they were like animals in heat- all over each other wherever they went.

Now, it made sense to me.

“Okay, okay. That’s enough.” I gasped for air and pushed Aaron away. “Stop it.”

We both were panting violently. Aaron’s eyes, like those of a starving beast, were full of aggression. My lipstick had smudged from his lips to his chin, like a red beard, and I burst out laughing.

“What?” Aaron didn’t know what was so funny. He tried to move closer, but I held him back with a smile.

“You did this,” he grumbled as he held my hand against his erection. “Don’t you feel sorry?”

“No way.” I rolled my eyes and pulled my hand away.

I turned away from Aaron, took out my lipstick, and started to fix my makeup in the mirror. Most of my lipstick was on his face now, and my lips were swollen from his kisses.

Aaron leaned against the wall behind me as he watched. When I saw him in the mirror, my chest felt… odd. Right now, I felt like I understood Aaron completely. At this moment, he was no longer an unpredictable p*ayboy. In fact, I was sure that the only thing on his mind right now was sex.

I can read his minds now. I laughed at myself.

I glanced down at the bulge in his pants, which looked hilarious sticking out of his well-tailored trousers. I laughed. “I’ll go out first. You come when you’re ready.”‘

When Aaron realized I had no intention of helping him, he reluctantly agreed to wait a while before coming out.

I went to the door, but before I opened it, I turned back around and walked back to Aaron.

me with bright blue eyes, hoping I’d

a smile and

wiped his mouth for him. “See you

turned and

against the door as I reminisced about Aaron’s disappointed expression. My heart swelled with joy. I won this time! That look on his face was worth

would’ve taken a

“Huh?! Who’s there?!”

laughter echoed down the empty corridor, and I didn’t expect

I was tense.

pretty out-of-the-way.

party. I needed to make sure that whoever

so long, I couldn’t be exposed like this. I wanted

was something familiar about the voice, so I crept around

Olive.” I swallowed.

are you doing here?!” I cried as my heart

more thrilling than seeing your boyfriend

some fresh air. You know how stuffy it is back there…” He rambled breathlessly, and his face was flushed.

strange to find that Vincent was

large French window with a baroque frame. Heavy curtains hung on either side. Vincent was leaning

further. If anything, I felt lucky. If he wasn’t so out-of-sorts,

suspicious of me.

leave, but when I glanced at the window

something was

the window closed if

I just closed it. Right after