My Best Mates Girlfriend
Dan had been my closest friend since our first week at university. I've known him for eight years now. He usually had girlfriends, and I can hardly recall a time when he was single, as his relationships often overlapped. However, he's been with Beth since our final year at university—almost four years. I introduced them because she was studying business, just like me. She was 5'9", with black hair down to her shoulders, petite, and absolutely stunning. Her perfectly shaped small round figure was the best I'd ever seen. I'm not embarrassed to admit that I often took a glance, and it wasn't always entirely innocent. Her breasts were perky D cups, which appeared natural but were actually not. How did I know this? Well, there was some history between us. We'd hooked up a few times, but it didn't lead anywhere. Dan had no idea. For some reason, neither of us mentioned it to Dan when they first started dating, and now it had been too long to bring it up without it being awkward. Beth and I never talked about it, but I was certain there was always an unspoken sexual tension between us. I can't deny that I was attracted to her, and on a few drunken occasions, there was some heavy flirting between us.
This whole thing started when me and my girlfriend, Jane, split up. I was doing everything I could to get out of our flat while she moved her stuff out. We had this last week left on the lease and I was doing everything possible to not be there. The Wednesday after work I'd gone to the pub with Dan.
He was boasting to me about fucking one of the other associates at his office, a girl called Tina. This wasn't an altogether unusual occurrence with Dan. Despite being with Beth he would fairly regularly enjoy the company of other women. I didn't particularly approve but it's not like I was going to grass him up and these rendezvous would often happen on our "lads nights out" so I kind of felt complicit. Personally, I thought he was mad with a babe like Beth at home but whatever. This time I was finding it a little troubling though... Previously his flings had been one night affairs, "drunken mishaps" he would dismiss them as. He told me about a number of times with this Tina girl and he was planning a trip away with her next weekend on a works conference. It didn't sit right. I tried to gently voice my concerns but he dismissed them out of hand.
"Quit being dull; you'd do it if given the opportunity," Dan said irritably, seemingly frustrated by my protests. "There's no reason to be grumpy just because you're dealing with a breakup." With that, our conversation shifted to how Tina enjoyed taking the lead with him. He eagerly shared how Tina would be in control, which he loved, as Beth always expected him to take charge. I guess you desire what you can't have.
As we were leaving I'd asked what he was up to tomorrow evening. Dan apologised as he was working late with Tina, winking as he said it.
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The following day at work, I received a text from Beth inviting me over that evening to "escape from my own flat." This indicated that Dan had obviously told her about my situation. We exchanged a few messages, and she expressed her sympathy about the breakup, although I knew she had never really liked Jane. Nonetheless, I didn't have many options, so I accepted her offer. When Beth opened the door, she was already in her pajamas—very short red hot pants with a matching strappy top, trimmed with black lace and quite revealing, offering quite a view.
"Hi Oli, come in. Dan is staying late at work AGAIN. He is with that fucking Tina woman" She had clearly been drinking and had an empty glass of wine in her right hand. "I really don't like that woman, she clearly has a thing for Dan" she added.
"Oh no" I muttered and tried to look like I’d never heard of Tina before. "Do you want me to leave you to it?" Although leaving would mean watching my ex move out of our flat. And, who am I kidding, I very much wanted to stay and get an eyeful of her in that outfit.
"Don't be ridiculous. I know Jane is at your place, and you need somewhere to hide out. Besides, I've had a terrible day at work, and if I drink any more of this wine alone, I'll feel like an alcoholic!" She smiled and winked at me. "And I don’t want to risk you going home, taking her back, and making me jealous all over again!" I had always sensed a bit of jealousy from her when I visited with Jane, but I convinced myself it was just my imagination. It was a bit bold of her to admit she was jealous of someone being with me, I thought, but the comment wasn't entirely unlike things she'd said to me before when she was drunk and Dan wasn't around. We went into the kitchen, and she insisted I have a glass of wine with her. As she bent down to get a wine glass from the cupboard, I couldn't help but stare at her. Her skimpy shorts rode up, revealing the edge of her black underwear. I felt a pang of guilt—this was my best friend's girl! What was I thinking? But the sight of her perfect, petite figure stirred something in me. Beth stood up and turned around, giving me a smug smile that let me know she had seen me looking, though she didn't say anything. I told myself I was just struggling because I hadn't had sex for two months. Dan was probably busy with Tina right now, I told my conscience. Beth didn't seem to mind me looking, although she wasn't aware of the thoughts starting to run through my mind.
"So when's single life going to kick off then Oli?"
"Oh I don't know about that" I replied sheepishly "I think I might need a bit of a break from women"
"Bullshit!" She laughed. "I've known you too long to believe that, I bet you already have a queue of women lining up. You can tell me, I won’t get too jealous"
I shot her a sceptical look.
"All the girls in my flat were jealous when we hooked up you know" she continued.
We had never spoken of that since she got with Dan, even during our drunken flirtations. There was clearly a look of shock across my face, Beth just giggled like she enjoyed my reaction.
"Calm down, Dan isn't here. He's at work as usual And that shouldn't stop us having a bit of fun. Now where is that wine?"
She turned around and went into the fridge. My eyes instantly shot down to her shorts again, so tight against her perfect peach of an arse. I could see the lacy thong just above her shorts line. I wondered if she knew about Tina. She clearly had suspicions at the moment, though nothing more or she surely would have asked me about it. I tried control my building urges but I couldn’t help but sense an opportunity. She had known I was coming round and had chosen that revealing outfit... She clearly enjoyed the effect it was having on me and she was already at least one bottle of wine down. We sat and chatted for an hour or so, seeing off another bottle of wine. She was really quite tipsy now and being very flirty, touching my arm and seemingly wanting to exclusively talk about who I planned to have sex with and how I liked to do it.
"Earlier was a little weird, we haven't ever really spoke about that time that we...erm-" I stuttered, secretly hoping to get the conversation back to our hook-up.
"When you fucked me?" She interrupted. The speed of the reply gave her away. She wanted this too.
"Yeah, when I fucked you" I replied, growing in confidence.
Beth spun round and started pouring me a glass of wine, a smile spread across her face at my response.
"I know, it's like some big secret we have isn't it." She grinned and bit her bottom lip, encouraging me.
As I looked down at her pouring the wine I realised her nipples were hard under her top. I did have an opportunity here, but should I really take it??!. I carried on looking, willing her to catch me. I was starting to feel a little tipsy too and my inhibitions from earlier seemed less and less important.
"My eyes are up here" she teased "or has all this talk got you remembering the girls?" She motioned towards her tits.
