Monday, July 21, 2008

The Rule-Breaking

Sorry, I haven't updated in a while. It's been hectic at work. Deadlines have been swamping me. However now, I do have an experience that I just had to share with you...

Friendship. My favourite kind of relationship.

In a friendship there are obvious rules and not so obvious ones.

I broke an obvious one.

I slept with a friend's boyfriend. Nia's boyfriend.

Completely wrong I know, but before you write me off as a complete slut.. there is a context...

The friend in question isn't the closest friend but she used to be. We worked together for a while, she supported me through some stuff and I supported her through some stuff. We haven't spoken properly in months.

Her boyfriend Darren happens to have become a closer friend of mine since I've been drifting apart from her. We have more in common than me and Nia do. We have one particular interest in common - sex.

He'd been complaining to me for months about how her sex drive has been drying up more and more and the many times she's rejected him. I felt so sorry for him. Sex is important in a relationship particularly to a guy who has a sex drive as high as his. He also confessed he fancied me a little. After the confession we had a few indiscretions meaning a bit of fingering and oral here and there. No more than 4 times and we were only body parts to each other - there wasn't even any kissing. However it was still wrong.

One day, I was bombarded with texts, calls and emails from her asking: "What the hell has been going on with you and my boyfriend?!" We both denied everything and said we just had a flirty/horny sense of humour and all the flirty and horny texts was just joking around. She believed us since she knew we were both possibly the horniest people she knew. After that, I was feeling so much guilt that I couldn't see him anymore. I couldn't talk to him anymore. It was out of the question.

One night recently, I was at a very lavish work do and I got a phone call. It was him, he sounded so down, he needed to talk. I told him to meet me at mine.

When I arrived he was already at the reception with such a sad face, he had been crying. He looked like he was falling apart.

We went upstairs to the apartment, my roommates were back at the do. He sat down on the big sofa. I made him a cup of hot chocolate. It had been raining outside. We were both shivering so we needed a good hot drink. I handed him the mug, sat down next to him and asked him: "What's wrong?"
"She's been cheating on me." He said holding the mug in his hands. Barely looking at me.
"What makes you think that?" I couldn't believe the Nia I knew would do something like that. She seemed like such a moral person and when she accused me and him of going behind her back she seemed disgusted at the thought of cheating.
"She told me." He looked at me this time and was waiting for my reaction which was immediate - my jaw dropped, my eyes widened, I put down the mug.
"When? Who?" I said in disbelief.
"5 months. My best friend." He looked like he was going to cry again. I had worked with his best friend before and he too seemed like such a decent guy who wouldn't do something like this. In my head, I was also thinking she was such a bitch for getting so angry at the thought of us having a thing when during that time and for months before she had been the one cheating.
"What are you going to do?" I said in a sympathetic voice.
"I've said I forgive her. I just don't know how to let go of the years we've been together." I didn't know what to say to that. So I gave him a hug. We hugged for a long time. He held onto me tight. He obviously really needed the hug.

After the hug, I told him he could sleepover on the sofa bed we were sitting on. He said thanks and I went to get the blanket and pillows. He finished his hot chocolate. When I came back to the sofa with my arms and hands full, he took them out of my hands and put them down on the sofa. I took his mug, finished my drink and put the mugs in the sink.

When I finished washing the mugs, I came back, he was standing there, as a 6 footer he made me feel rather tiny with my 5 foot 5 inch medium frame. I looked up at him:
"Are you OK?" He was looking at me blankly as I asked him. He shook his head and his eyes became intense and woeful. I looked at him sympathetically. I hugged him another time and he clung to me even more.

As we parted from the hug instead of letting go, he clung to my waist and bent down to kiss me. Despite my initial thought of "this is wrong", I let him. I know he needed it. It was passionate hard kissing.

He undid my back zip and my red dress fell to the floor. I was left in my clear strap red bra and matching red thong. I took off my bra and he slid my knickers down and fingered me. After a while, he got up and got naked, he was really hard and I sucked and wanked his hard cock. After a while he stopped me and asked me if I had protection. I replied: "Yeh, wait a sec."

I went to get the protection in my bag on the table. I put the condom on his cock and he pulled me up to kiss him, it was even more passionate and harder. He then bent me over the sofa and put himself in me. First slowly then he got quicker and harder.

After a few minutes, he took himself out and sat on the sofa, I sat on top facing towards him, each of my legs on each side of his outer thighs, putting him in me. He thrusted, I thrusted. Him mostly though. Kissing each other and both of us playing with my breasts, I played with my clit too of course, in between our heavy moans. I eventually came. I collapsed in his arms for a minute or two.

When I got myself together, he stood up and took off the condom, I finished him off with a blowjob. He came in my mouth and I swallowed. He collapsed on the sofa. I went to drink some juice.

After a while I said: "Thanks for the orgasm."
He said: "No problem." We smiled at each other and after a bit of chit-chat we went to bed. I didn't sleep much though due to the fact I had just slept with an old friend's boyfriend. Yes, she cheated on him but I still had no right to sleep with him.

He went to back to Nia of course. I was expecting that. I'm not right for him and he's not right for me. We don't have any real feelings for each other other than lust.

We haven't been able to talk or hang out since. I'm sure our (platonic) friendship will get back on track soon though.

Kisses, V.V.