My Ex-Best Friend Is My Boss

Chapter 3

The week goes by pretty quickly and before I know it, it is the night of the party. Tiffany is over at my house helping me get ready. She has curled my hair and did my makeup. I look in my mirror and I cannot believe how amazing I look. Tiff was born for this type of thing. She has to be for she wants to work in the fashion industry after we graduate next year. All there is left to do is pick out my outfit. Tiff, thinks I should try a new look. So, I pick out a black lace crop top with black shorts that are shorter than I normally wear. “Do you think this looks okay?” I ask.

“Girl, you look so hot. All the guys will have eyes on only you!” she says.

“There is only one guy that I have my eye on and hopefully he notices me.” I say nervously.

We finish getting ready and head out of the house. Tiffany goes to her car because she is going to go pick up her boyfriend, Ryan, to go to the party. I got to Zane’s car just as he was coming out his front door. We jump in and head to the party. Trevor’s house is just right down the road. So, we only drive for about five minutes. Zane quickly finds a parking spot. We head towards the house and the first thing I notice is the music blaring. The house is already filled with many people drinking. Some, are already drunk. We find a spot in the backyard to hang out and chat with some of our other friends.

I found Tiffany and we were talking about what we had planned for over the summer as school was coming to an end in a month. I try not to think about Zane not being in school with me next year as it makes me sad. Then I realize this may be the last party I go to with Zane. I look over and see Zane snuggling up to Whitney the school slut. Normally, I am not one to drink much but I cannot take it anymore. I go to the kitchen and grab the first drink I see and chug it down.

An hour later, I am quite drunk. I am dancing in the living room with Tiff. I am letting my body move with the music. The lights are off and someone has strobe lights on. So, it is dark which makes it feel like we are in the club. I feel someone come up behind me and put their hands on my waist. I turn to look who it is. Surprisingly, it is Zane. We continue dancing for a few songs. He has his hands all over me. He leans in and whispers, “let’s take this upstairs.”

This is what I always wanted. I nod yes and he slowly drags me to the stairs. As soon as I step onto the last step, I am pulled and pushed into a wall. He kisses me. It is even better than I ever imagined. I may not have much experience but I keep up with him. We continue kissing and walk into another room. Next thing I know, he pushes me onto the bed. I feel him slowly lift my shirt up and I sit up to allow him to take it off. I quickly unlatch my bra and throw it onto the floor. I grab him and kiss him while I quickly and roughly take his shirt off. He then leans over me and touching me all over. He begins to roll one of my n*****s with his fingers. I moan as it feels so good. He starts kissing all over my breasts and brings my n****e into his mouth sucking on it. I am shaking because I never thought this would happen. I run my fingers through hair, feeling the softness and trying to calm down. He slowly starts kissing down my stomach and goes lower. He brings his mouth to my mound and starts sucking and licking. I have never felt pleasure like this before. It is even better than I have ever imagined. He inserts a couple fingers into me. He curls his fingers so that he will find my sweet spot. I am moaning so loud, but I cannot help myself, it feels too good. The pleasure is rising and before I know it, I explode!

He lets me ride out the lasting waves of orgasm on his fingers. He then takes his fingers out of me and lifts and next thing I know he is on top of me, kissing me again. It happened so fast, one moment we were kissing and the next, he puts his manhood in me. I tense up at the pain. He does not slow down. It takes a few more thrusts before I start feeling pleasure. I wrap my legs around him trying to feel close as I can. He starts thrusting harder and faster. I think he is about to burst. He is thrusting so hard that the bed starts shaking. I can hear it hit the wall with each movement. I wrap my arms around him as we both spill over in pleasure.

He lays there on top of me for a few more moments. He slowly takes it out and lays beside me. I am laying there trying to find my breath. I cannot believe that just happened. Should I say something to him? I look over and he is already snoring. I cover him with a blanket. I get in the bed and lay next to him as close as I can. I smile as I drift off to sleep feeling satisfied for once in my life.