In Love with My Best Friend’s Boyfriend

Walking in the evening breeze was something I always enjoyed doing. The weather was chilly, and I could not help but pull the sleeves of my woollen pullover to cover my arms. My mind kept wandering from my childhood memories to my current life, and that is when I realized I never had a serious relationship. Growing up, my mother Mrs Wains had been very strict about the friends I hang out with and the social events I attended. My life was boring as I did not have real friends and I was not much informed about the outside world. Apart from my iPhone and the Hp laptop that my dad Mr Wains gave me during my 17^th birthday, Kate was the only friend I had. We had known each other since junior high school.

My memory travelled back to a day, one year ago that I never seem to forget. I had decided to take a walk from school instead of using the school bus since my parents were not home. They had gone to California for a business trip and had left me under the care of our nanny, Mrs Ree. As I walked past the bus stop, my eye caught a handsome guy standing next to a girl who seemed very upset. I did not concentrate much on the girl as she appeared younger than I so I went on gazing at the charming man. He turned into my direction and caught me staring at him. He came over to me with an ear-to-ear type of smile and greeted me. “Hello, am Dylan what is your name?”. “Am Sandra… you can call me Sandy”. He wore an expression of someone who was surprised and also trying to figure out something. “Hey, you seem to be thinking something so hard. What is it?” I asked. “Oh! It is nothing. Am fine”  he blushed of the question. We continued the rest of the walk talking about different things and more of knowing each other. Dylan became my secret friend who we could sneak and go adventure and have fun, and he made sure I never got into trouble with my parents. 

Few months after knowing Dylan, he announced on his upcoming birthday. He invited me, and after declining more than 1000 times, he said that he wanted his parents to meet his new friends. He told me that he did not want to invite his girlfriend as she was annoying and very controlling. He never talked about her that much and not once did he mention her name. On the specific day, I had convinced Mrs Ree that I would be very responsible, and I will get home before midnight. It was the first time that I was going to a teenagers’ party and without my parent’s knowledge. Dylan had picked me up from home and drove to the party’s location. When we arrived at the venue, people were chatting all over drinking and dancing, and they seemed to be having a good time. Most of them I could recall seeing in school, but I did not know their names as I was an introvert. Dylan took me into the house, and we headed to his cousin’s bedroom. He excused himself and went to bring us food and drinks. As he was walking out, I could not get enough of his cologne and his presence. I felt that I wanted him to keep on touching me and holding hands. Was I developing feelings for Dylan? Why did I suddenly think that I wanted to do something extra other than regular friends chat? 

 When Dylan came back, I felt uncomfortable and decide to drink extra champagne to control myself. Little did I know that a drunken mind usually expressed sober thoughts. In my state, I started undressing while giggling and dancing seductively. Dylan gave me questioning looks at first but soon changed to that of lust and hunger. Hunger for more and desire to explore my entire being. I could see his pupil dilating as he stared on my breast. He cupped my face and a shiver ran down my spine. Our eye interlocked and we were breathing unsteadily. Dylan’s expression held a mixture of uncertainty and lust. I started nibbling his lips as a gesture that I was okay with it and soon we started kissing hungrily. I pulled away to catch my breath as Dylan was ripping his clothes off. He came to me and started kissing every spot of my bare skin. I felt goosebumps all over my body and wanted him to do more. Dylan took off my lace panties and bra and started nibbling my nipples. In my drunken state, I giggled as the sense of ecstasy was unimaginable. I allowed him to take control of me and fill me with himself. I could not handle the pain at first but Dylan was so gentle. He kept the pleasure on the peak that as painful as it was, I still wanted to go on. Soon I felt Dylan inside me and my whole body was in a different world. I could not think straight. All I wanted was Dylan to continue pulling and pushing. I felt complete with him inside of me and all I could do was mourn in response to pleasure he was giving me.

After an hour of pleasure, we took a quick shower and went out to the party. Just as we were about to exit the house to the backyard, the door swung open and there stood an angry looking Kate. Her eyes scanned the whole room and soon they landed on Dylan who was walking towards her. Kate immediately jumped on Dylan punching him and saying all sorts of insulting words. I realized that Kate was the dramatic girlfriend that Dylan never wanted to talk or discuss about. Analyzing the event, I realized how awkward the situation would get if Kate realized that I had sex with her boyfriend. I sneaked out and left the party without anyone noticing. On my way home I felt a mixture of emotions as I did not to lose my friendship with Kate and at the same time I felt a great attraction towards Dylan. Thinking of Dylan brought a smile on my face, and I realized that with time I had developed feelings for him. I wanted him so badly in my despite that he had a girlfriend who was my best friend.

After the party I had been avoiding any contacts with Dylan. He had tried many times to see me but I avoided him at all costs. I could not find the words to explain that I was in love with him and the situation was awkward since his girlfriend was my best friend. Most times he spotted me with Kate but could not approach me because he thought that Kate had confronted me. Then one day Kate saw Dylan spying on us. “Sandra come on! I want to introduce you to my boyfriend” She said as she dragged me to him. “Wait! Kate  I need to tell you something” I interjected trying to talk her out of meeting her boyfriend. Kate could not hear it. ‘Remember the guy I told about? The one who did not invite me to his party?” she asked. “Yes, I remember” I said and Kate laughed sarcastically. Kate never had an idea that I attended the birthday, so I had to play along. “Sweetheart, remember my best friend Sandra, the one that I showed you a picture?” Dylan and I exchange knowing looks since we could tell her we had met.  He gave me a quick hug and the simple touch ignited sparkle in my body. As weird as it was, instead of having a guilty conscience all I could think was the breathtaking moment Dylan, and I shared. I knew I loved him and would not revoke it no matter the situation.

That day when Kate introduced me to Dylan marked our new beginning. Constantly, Dylan would come to our house with Kate to do assignments. Kate and I shared a lot of personal issues that she could tell me whenever they had a disagreement with Dylan. She would leave her at my place telling me to talk to him since I would explain better to Dylan about what she felt. Those were the moments where we would have sex and explore each other and also talk about the relationship with Kate. I made sure not to confess my emotional state to Dylan as I had no idea of how the situation would turn. It was always hard not to talk about her now that she was involved in the mess we started. One Sunday morning as my parents were preparing for the morning mass, I saw a black Mercedes park in front of our house. It was very unusual for us to have visitors on Sunday mornings. As I was starting to see who had decided to grace our morning, I was taken aback to see Dylan with all his glorious stature and unavoidable handsomeness taking steps to our front door. He had a bouquet of beautiful red roses. I sprang to the stairs and onto the front door and immediately opened before he even knocked. As soon as I opened it, I was met with a bunch of flowers and immediately Dylan was there declaring his love to me.

Dylan and I have been having sex or preferably having a couple’s relationship while he was still with Kate. It has never been a problem since Kate was not so much into sex with Dylan as she had multiple friends with benefits. A year later we want the relationship to be open to everyone, and I cannot figure out where to start explaining to Kate that we have been together ever since Dylan’s’ birthday. As I stroll along the streets of New York, I realize that this is the day. I must let Kate know of us; I must make her understand that I am not myself without Dylan. Making up my mind as I head towards Kate’s address not knowing the words to say but I have a set goal in mind; she should know.