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Fuck with my Husband's bestfriend is better than with him —My husband Part 6
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Chapter 2: Office Shadows The morning sun sliced through my blinds like a guilty verdict, hitting my face and yanking me from a sleep tangled with dreams of concrete floors and rough hands. I groaned, rolling over in sheets that still smelled faintly of my own desperation from last night. My ass throbbed—a dull, insistent ache that made me wince as I shifted. Richard Hargrove had wrecked me in that garage, claimed parts of me I hadn't even known were up for grabs. And the worst part? I couldn't stop replaying it, my body humming with a traitorous heat every time his gravel voice echoed in my head: Our secret. But it won't be the last. I dragged myself to the shower, the hot water stinging my sore skin like a reminder. Soap slid over bruises on my hips, fingerprints from his grip. Elena's stepdad. My boss. The man who'd just face-fucked me until I gagged, then bent me over his car and pounded my ass until I screamed. What the hell was I doing? I was Mia Reyes, the girl who'd clawed
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Chapter 1: The Client Dinner The fluorescent lights of the law firm's conference room buzzed overhead like angry hornets, casting harsh shadows on the polished mahogany table. Mia adjusted her blouse for the third time, the silk clinging a little too snugly to her curves. At 23, she was the youngest paralegal in Richard Hargrove's cutthroat firm, and every day felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of vipers. Richard—her best friend Elena's stepfather—loomed at the head of the table, his broad shoulders straining against his tailored suit, his steel-gray eyes scanning the room with the precision of a predator. He was 48, divorced twice, and built like a man who commanded boardrooms and bedrooms alike. Mia had always known him as the stern figure in Elena's family photos, but now, working under him, that authority felt personal, invasive. "Mia, the deposition transcripts for the merger case," Richard's voice cut through the murmur of associates, low and gravelly, like gravel unde
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Janette's Point Of View I’m writing this with shaking hands, not because time hasn’t passed, but because pain doesn’t obey calendars. It waits. It hides. And when it finally rises, it reminds you of everything you thought you survived. My name is Jane, and this is not a story I tell with pride. It’s a confession. A warning. A scar laid bare so maybe another woman won’t walk the same road I did with her eyes closed and her heart unguarded. I used to believe love was enough. That marriage was a shield. That friendship meant safety. I believed loyalty was automatic once vows were exchanged and years were shared. I believed wrong things because I wanted to feel secure instead of being honest. It started with words. Cruel ones. Words I threw at my husband in anger, words meant to cut him where I knew he was already wounded. I thought I was venting. I thought I was standing up for myself. I didn’t understand then that humiliation poisons love quietly. It doesn’t explode. It seeps. When
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Janette's Point Of ViewThe words hung in the air like a noose tightening around my neck. 'Camera?' I repeated, my voice cracking, barely above a whisper. My body felt heavy, exposed, the sheets tangled around my legs as I sat up straighter on the bed. Tom and Lisa were still locked together, her hips grinding lazily on his lap, his cock buried inside her like it belonged there. But their faces—oh god, those indifferent masks they wore now—sent ice through my veins. What the hell did they mean? We'd just... everything was so intense, so real. Or was it all a setup?Lisa's laughter sliced through the room first, sharp and mocking, like glass shattering. She slid off Tom with a wet pop, his cock glistening as it slapped against his thigh, but she didn't care. She turned to me, her eyes gleaming with something dark, triumphant. 'Oh, Jane. Sweet, clueless Jane. You really thought this was just a fun little threesome? A way to spice up your boring marriage?' She wiped a hand across her mou
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Janette's Point Of ViewJust as suspicion coiled in my gut, Tom raised his head, eyes meeting mine. They widened for a split second. If I'm to analyse the look on his face.. his expression says he might have been caught? But he composed quick, a lazy smile spreading. 'Jane, come here. Don't just stand there looking jealous.' He beckoned, his voice dropping low and dirty. 'Watch how she sucks cock. But I want your pussy on my face while she does.'Maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe the familiarity I thought was between them was just because of how Lisa was. She's like a sex maniac. She needs it like she needs air. Maybe she'd sucked more cocks that were just like Tom's. I tried to put my feelings behind me and have some freaking fun. Tom reached out as I neared, his hand landed on my ass with a sharp spank. The sting bloomed hot. 'That's for being jealous. Now, climb on.' The slap echoed, pleasure sparking despite myself. Suspicion faded under the heat, and I straddled his face, l
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My legs still trembled from the orgasm in the restaurant, a delicious ache that made every step toward the elevator feel electric. Tom's arm was around my waist, his fingers digging just enough into my hip to remind me of what we'd started. The suite was on the top floor, and as the doors slid open, he scooped me up like I weighed nothing, carrying me over the threshold into a room that screamed luxury—king-sized bed draped in silk sheets, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, a bottle of champagne chilling on ice. But I barely noticed. All I could focus on was him, the heat radiating from his body into mine, the way his eyes devoured me. He set me down gently, kicking the door shut behind us. 'Jane,' he breathed as his hands slid up my arms, 'I've dreamed about this. About you.' His lips crashed into mine, hungry and deep, tongue sweeping in to claim me. I melted against him and my hands fisted his shirt, pulling him closer. The kiss broke only when we needed air,
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