I know I should feel bad about what I did, but I just don’t. I slept with my best friend’s boyfriend. She hasn’t found out about it yet, not sure if she will, but I don’t see it going well if she does find out. Last week I was having car trouble and I was another outside of town, I didn’t have any money to call a repair service and my best friend’s boyfriend is a mechanic. I likely shouldn’t have called him to take advantage of that, but I was desperate. It was late, it was raining, I had no money, credit cards all maxed out, he was the first person I thought to call and he was very sympathetic and was there in just over an hour to help me.
My friend was visiting her parents back home. I drove behind him back to his place when he fixed the car and he asked me in for a drink, things got more naughty from there. The alcohol relaxed us both of course, and out of gratitude for his late night help coming to rescue me, I leaned over and kissed him. I’d always found him attractive, and soon the thank you kiss evolved into a long, deep, wet passionate kiss and we were soon stripped and in the middle of his bed.
He had a big cock, and I wanted it inside of me badly, and within a couple of minutes I did. He was a great fuck, really knew how to handle a woman, and I was all his. I had my legs wrapped around him nice and tight and was pulling him deep into me as we fucked. I was wetter than I’d been in ages, and could feel myself about to cum. He told me I was a good little slut, and that was what pushed me over the edge to orgasm and came with a strong wave of pleasure that washed over me. I felt him squirt into me and he just laid there on top of me. I think we will keep it a secret, but it was so hot, we may not be able to stay away from one another. We will just have to see.