She hit it off with everybody I knew. She was funny and smart, which have always been the two qualities I look for most in a girl. Everybody loved her. And I was now in love with her although I hadn’t said it yet. Everything was finally perfect in my life, I had never been happier.
Then it happened…
I had a friend I’d known since high school, a good friend. We had gone on family trips together, always let each other know about the girl we were interested in. We trusted each other with secrets that we wouldn’t tell other friends. We were tight.
Well, he was over at our place all the time. We had a fourth bedroom and he was always allowed to sleep there when he wanted to. My two roommates went to bed much earlier than me and my girlfriend. We were night owls. So was this friend, let’s call him Nick.
One night Nick was over. Me him and my girlfriend, let’s call her Beth, were watching a movie. We had a couple of drinks that night and I’m sure we had smoked a bowl or two. We were all sitting on our wraparound couch. Plenty of room for 8 people much less three. Beth was sitting right next to me on my left, Nick was sitting about 4 feet to her left. What happened next has gone through my mind many times over the years.
Beth decided to lay down since it was late but she didn’t want to go into my bedroom yet since I wasn’t ready. She puts her head on my lap and curled her legs up as to not make Nick move. She was wearing this cute little sun dress that I adored. It hung on her body in a way that hinted at all her feminine curves but left enough to the imagination to want more. She also didn’t always wear panties which I was suddenly very aware of. If she did wear them, it was only thongs. I was instantly anxious about what Nick might see if he looked over at her.
I knew him better than anyone and could see that he was wanting to look. But he was just shy enough to try to hide that from us. My eyes were on the TV if you looked at me, but they were really scanning peripherally to see what he was seeing. Beth shifted around a lot as we watched the movie. No way could I tell you what movie it was now, that was the least of my concerns.
After only a few minutes that felt like an hour to me, she asked if she could stretch out. I hid my worry as Nick said nervously “yea I don’t care.” So Beth stretched out and layed her feet right on his crotch. My heartbeat sped up but I tried my best to stay fixated on the movie. Like, “whatever. She’s my girl. You might enjoy this Nick, but she’s coming back to bed with me.”
My eyes were now seeing peripherally more than they ever had before. I was staring at the TV but that was the only thing I couldn’t see now. And what I saw shocked me to my core.
I noticed first her glancing his way more frequently. Then shifting her cute little sun dress. Shifting it in a way that raised it up to move it into a more comfortable position. Raising it to a height where Nick might see something. Now to this day, I have no idea if she didn’t care I noticed it, wanted me to notice it, or was turned on by thought I might notice it. I lean towards the latter though.
Soon I begin to notice movement around her feet. She was pretending to doze off at this point. But I still didn’t want Nick to know I was concerned, so I silently stared at the TV that I had no clue what was happening on anymore. I could sense neither of us were really watching it now. I noticed quick subtle glances her way. Her dress pulled up to a point that any normal boyfriend would adjust. But I didn’t. I let this all play out. Frozen by my own jealousy and a strange sense of curiosity as to what this was.
I could see now without a doubt that her toes were clinching on his crotch. This was all later confirmed to me by a friend that Nick confided in. I wasn’t imagining anything. She had been flashing her pussy to him and rubbing his cock with her toes. And doing all of this right in front of me.
I’m not sure how well this will come out on a first draft but I’ve decided to put it out there anyway. My story might be similar to some and completely foreign to most. I’ve had many requests to tell it though so I will try my best. Here goes…
This story doesn’t start at the beginning. I think it’s best to start it about 3 months into our relationship. Just to give you context we moved very fast. She was staying with me at my apartment almost every night after our first date. I was almost done with my degree at a big college in the Southeast and she was just starting her’s. She was from up north and was completely alone, so she joined a sorority to meet people. I’ll get back to how we met later.
Only 3 months in and I was falling for her pretty hard. I had girlfriends before her but I never felt the feelings I was beginning to feel with her. It was something completely new to me and I needed more of it. She was very open with me right away. We would lay in bed after sex and she would want to just snuggle and stare into each other’s eyes and talk about everything. Her beautiful eyes would just stare into mine and she wouldn’t look away. I had more difficulty with that and couldn’t hold her gaze for as long as I wanted to. Maybe it was insecurity, I don’t know, but in her eyes I saw an interest. She was looking deep into mine to find out who I was. To break down the walls I had put up as a shield. Her interest and openness made me want to let her break down those walls. So I let her. I was falling in love for the first time. I thought I had before, but now I knew I hadn’t. This was different. When we were together in those moments, there was nobody else in the world.
I had 2 roommates and many friends that would drop by at all hours day or night. We always had people over. We partied 4 or 5 nights a week. Whether it was just getting drunk with friends in our college apartment complex or going out to bars. My girlfriend, whose name is the same as one of my text stories (actually 2 stories if you can put that together), loved that about us. She was very outgoing and was really enjoying meeting all the people we hung out with. With all modesty, we were friends with a lot of people in that bar scene and knew just about everyone. Often times our apartment would be the after party. She was now settling in to her life halfway across the country and making lots of friends.
It only strikes me now but even at that time I encouraged her to wear the outfits that turned me on most. I wanted her to wear tight pants and shirts that revealed cleavage when I took her out. It seemed normal to me, I just wanted to show off my sexy girlfriend. I had never been cheated on before, so I wasn’t worried about her flaunting her stuff. In fact I loved it!
