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I revealed to him how badly it turned me on to watch him tease her one night over the phone. I crossed my legs, I bit my lip, and I was hooked. I tried so hard not to show how badly it aroused me. They laughed and wrestled, but I pretended I wasn’t imagining it was me struggling under his hands.
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I watched his hand wrap around her skin so roughly, pinning her down to the bed as she tried to fight both him and the quickly approaching moans from her throat. I didn’t think it would hit me that hard, but when I watched him do it to her, the fun fled my body and was quickly replaced with a confusing mixture of jealousy and arousal. James learned from me early on about how turned on Bre and I get when we’re choked, or even just lightly grabbed around the neck. James and I play the same games, and we don’t play fair. I was never truly jealous of her intimacy with him, honestly.
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I tried a lot to keep her from falling in love with him. I let her have her space with him since she was so interested. And eventually, she began to go without me. Ee were so comfortable around him we brought him with us on our weekend getaways. We’d sit and smoke, watch him play video games, I’d play guitar with him, we’d play with his dog and cat, yadda yadda yadda. But I answered honestly, telling her he hadn’t caught me yet.īoy, I should have held my breath on that one.īre and I kept going back. The way he dressed had very much off-put me before I even got the chance to speak to him. I’ve barely gotten half a heartbeat through that operation before she’s already going “do you think he’s cute?” And at the time, I really didn’t. Jake, the aforementioned (gay) friend, gets out of the car to go say hi first, and I look at my best friend, Bre. Pulling into his driveway and seeing him sitting there in the garage, in a chair placed facing us, a bowl in his hand, and a body too attractive for the garbage galaxy print shirt and skinny jeans he was wearing… I knew what was coming. He lived about fifteen minutes from us in a white house surrounded by cows and fields. We had never met him before, only heard of him, no idea of what to expect. My best friend and I were celebrating soon becoming high school seniors, going out with a friend of ours – to meet up with *his* friend – to smoke and hang out for a while. On 4/20/15, we were both doomed to lust after him endlessly. Within a couple of days of meeting him, I was sitting there reassuring my best friend that he wasn’t boyfriend material and she needed to take things slow. * this does get a little long winded, but I wanted to include as may details as I could ^okay ^^bye ^^^now