OBSESSIVE LOVE: NIGHTS WITH MY HUSBAND'S BEST FRIEND

BLOODY ROMAN

Sienna

My eyes darted from his neck region down to his groins. The sight of drenched Roman

had me frozen, his shirt cladding tightly against his body, revealing well toned hard

muscles. I jolted out of my thoughts when Roman finally left the door post, stepping

quietly towards me.

“Ahem! Ro—Roman… you're here, I mean — why are you here?” My body was fidgeting

as I tried to stop the porn video from playing.

“Yeah— uhm, is Alex here, I've been trying to reach him. He doesn't seem to be taking his

calls?” Roman asked, biting his lower lips and gazing at my exposed boobs

Then I realized I hadn't pulled my robe over my boobs, my n*****s still hard and pointing.

“He isn't here. As a matter of fact, I'm also waiting for him to get back…I have a flight to catch

in two hours.” I muttered, catching my breath while still imagining Roman being on top of

me right there.

“Wow! You look absolutely gorgeous in that robe… I'm so jealous of Alex.” Roman said

as he bit his lower lip, moving his eyes from my lip to my boobs and down to my legs. “I

see, you're busy… But do you mind if I change out of these wet clothes?” He asked, walking toward the guest room.

“Sure”

Of course, it's his best friend's house. He knows the ins and outs.

I relaxed my nerves the moment Roman disappeared to the guest room. He had

interrupted my fun, and somehow, he needed to pay for it. So I tiptoed to the guest room

to see him change.

I got to the door, and I heard the sound of water rushing. It was a good thing the door wasn't

totally shut. With slow movements, I pulled the door slightly open and tiptoe inside

towards the bathroom door.

The door wasn't totally shut as well, so I got a view of Roman in the shower. He was

completely bare. I could only get a view of his back and bum. His back muscles were a

good sight to behold. Before I could digest the details of his spine, he turned around, his

eyes were closed as he was applying soap lather on his face.

I knew i wasn't supposed to he doing this because he was my husband's best friend, but i

had a need, and he was somehow in my house, so there was no harm in getting a little help

from him.

I tried to ponder on whether i should go into the shower with him and bend over or get the hell out without getting noticed. My eyes betrayed me and landed on the massive shaft

that dangled in between his strong thighs.

Good Lord!

From my measurement, I could say it was six inches long even when soft, I wondered

how long it'd be when it gets hard. Alex wasn't even close to having a d**k that huge.

The sight of his dangling member had me soaked again. I leaned on the wall close to the

door, touching myself and reminiscing about Roman’s d**k inside of me with his inches.

I stroked myself in slow movements, biting my lower lip to stop my moans from getting

loud. I was so into my pleasure that I hadn't heard when the shower went off, and Roman

standing right in front of me, caught in the act.

“I understand how hungry you are, but it's just a matter of time before Alex comes home

to f**k you.”He said, brushing past me.

I was caught off guard by his comment, something about the way he said “f**k” makes

me drip more. But I wasn't just going to let him to speak to his bestfriends wife like a

bitch.

“How about, you get dressed and get the f**k out of my house?” I snarled, trying so hard

to hide the shame that eluded me.

“Sure. And I'll make sure to tell Alex that you're starving, he needs to do something

about it.” He spat and stomped out of the room.

“You ain't telling Alex s**t!” I growled as he banged the door shut on my face.

One thing was certain, Roman and Alex tell each other literally everything. They even

have a virtual group where they talk about different things. But I also had the doubt he'd

tell Alex about how I made a fool of myself right in front of his best friend.

I felt my breathing becoming still and shallow as to why Roman didn't just seize the

golden opportunity he had and banged me. He acted like a child which irked me the

most.

Just as I was about to freshen up, I heard some muffled sounds coming from the

entrance door. Was Roman speaking to someone or…?

“Yes yes yes, I had a really busy day, but let's talk about it tomorrow.”

That was my husband. I thought he wouldn't be home that night, as he had the habit of

spending the night wherever he wished.

Good thing he came home, at least he'd help release me of the tension I was having.

I stood at the staircase with my heart pounding, hoping Roman wouldn't tell him what

just transpired a few moments ago. Then I saw them looking back at me, Alex's brows

raised. Oh s**t!

Bloody Roman.

I almost s**t my pants trying to figure out what exactly they were saying. I didn't know if I

should go back upstairs and wait for Alex or if I should just sit on the stairs or if I should

just… melt into thin ice.

They were finally done with their conversation.

“You're home late again.” I said to Alex, trying to conceal my shaky voice. “ I had to

cancel the already booked flight.”

“You can cancel your life too. What does it have to do with me?” Alex spat, crossing the

distance between us and headed towards our bedroom.

This man really had me cancel my flight for a deal I've been waiting on for months and

then acted as though he wasn't part of my life.

“You demanded that I tell you before going on any trip. So I don't understand why—” I

was cut out of my sentences by the bedroom door being shut on my face, for the second

time in one night!

I took a deep breath and went into the bedroom with plans to make Alex work on my cunt

even though he must have worked at the office. Either way, there was no way I'd go to

bed unsatisfied that night.

I took off my robe and walked into the bathroom to shower with Alex and to show him

what he has missed for a long time.

Our marriage was based mostly on getting our empire to the highest peak against our

competitors but our s*x life, nothing to write home about.

I wanted that night to be memorable and pleasurable.

I watched as the water ran down Alex's hard muscles, but Roman was all I could think of

at that moment. Something I shouldn't be doing. Seeing Alex made me feel like a failure

for trying to chest on him with his bestfriend, but he left me no choice since the day he

decided to stop touching me. But I wanted that to end. So I walked to him, right under the

shower, the water running down both our bodies. Tracing my fingers from his hard hairy

chest down to his waist line, when I felt his hard palm stop me in my tracks.

“What exactly makes you think you're sexy doing this? Do you see how other women do

it? Your hands feel as though a spoon is trying to get me hard.” He pushed my hands

away, and went on doing his thing.

I wanted to talk back, I wanted to challenge him, but my body betrayed me. My throat

tightened and my chest felt heavy. I turned leaving the bathroom as tears spilled down

my face when I caught a glimpse of a shiny leather in the bathroom waste bin.

It looked like something I used to see before I became a wife. I took a few steps back and

looked again, I dipped my hand in it and took it out.

Three used condoms.