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Click hereYes you with your perfect relationship - the one that is so logical and makes sense.
You don't get passion and sex in your relationship?
"Well it's much safer to take it to friends than Vegas or prostitutes."
Fuck buddies. Sexy friends.
Fuck you.
You who gets everything you want and you need.
Me, pretending it doesn't matter. I am just trying to be your friend.
That happens to be attracted to each other.
It's awesome that I feel like a mistress.
Some dirty pleasurable secret to be kept from even your closest friends.
What is so wrong with me that you can't even talk about the new ass you're getting?
You and perfect relationship.
You will get engaged next week.
It's in the plan with you and her, you even talked about it.
You and your perfect relationship.
You will get married. Have awesome lawyer jobs. Have awesome smart, rich babies.
Don't you know that I would give you everything that is missing in yours?
That I would make you happy?
That I would love and support you and always want to have sex, the last of which is the only reason you really started to like me in the first place.
Your perfect relationship doesn't know you came on her masturbating to my words and pictures of me while she was sleeping.
She doesn't know I am in your thoughts when you go to sleep at night and when you first wake up.
She doesn't know that I even exist outside of an odd friend you met in back home.
She doesn't know that you are going back on her word.
Don't you even care about other people's feelings?
Don't you care about mine?
I could love you so much.
I think I already do.
I wish oh how I wish I stayed home.
I wish I hadn't met you,
you with your perfect relationship.