Turning my best friend’s girl into my slut. Chapter 1

Dan had been my best friend since the first week of uni. I’d known him for 8 years now. He’d always have girlfriends and I could rarely remember a time when he was single as they would often… overlap. But, he had been going out with Beth since our final year in university- almost 4 years. I had introduced the two as she was studying business, the same as me. She was 5’9″, black hair down to her shoulders, petite and absolutely gorgeous. Her perfect small round ass was the best I’d ever seen. I’m not ashamed to say I would often sneak a look and I can’t say it was always entirely innocent. And her breasts were perky D cups, which seemed natural to look at but I happened to know were fake. How could I know this? Well, there was some history between us. We’d hooked up a few times but it hadn’t gone anywhere. Dan had no idea. For whatever reason neither of us never mentioned it to Dan when they first started dating and now it had gone on too long to say anything without it being weird. Me and Beth had never spoke of it but I was sure there had always been an unspoken sexual tension between us. I can’t deny that I had a spark with her and on a few drunken occasions there had been some heavy flirting back and forth.

This whole thing started when me and my girlfriend, Jane, split up. I was doing everything I could to get out of our flat while she moved her stuff out. We had this last week left on the lease and I was doing everything possible to not be there. The Wednesday after work I’d gone to the pub with Dan.

He was boasting to me about fucking one of the other associates at his office, a girl called Tina. This wasn’t an altogether unusual occurrence with Dan. Despite being with Beth he would fairly regularly enjoy the company of other women. I didn’t particularly approve but it’s not like I was going to grass him up and these rendezvous would often happen on our “lads nights out” so I kind of felt complicit. Personally, I thought he was mad with a babe like Beth at home but whatever. This time I was finding it a little troubling though… Previously his flings had been one night affairs, “drunken mishaps” he would dismiss them as. He told me about a number of times with this Tina girl and he was planning a trip away with her next weekend on a works conference. It didn’t sit right. I tried to gently voice my concerns but he dismissed them out of hand.

“Stop being boring, you would do it if you had the chance.” Dan said angrily, as if he was annoyed by my objections “There’s no need to be all grumpy because you’re going through a breakup” and that’s how we left it as the conversation moved on to how Tina loved to dominate him. He excitedly told me how Tina would take charge and that he loved it as Beth always wanted him to take control. I suppose you want what you can’t have.

As we were leaving I’d asked what he was up to tomorrow evening. Dan apologised as he was working late with Tina, winking as he said it.

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The next day in work I got a text from Beth inviting me over that evening to “hide from my own flat”. Which meant that Dan had clearly mentioned my predicament to her. We exchanged a few texts and she offered her condolences about the breakup but I knew in truth she had never liked Jane. But anyway, beggars can’t be choosers so I accepted her offer. Beth answered the door and was already in her pyjamas. They were some very short red hot pants with matching strappy top, trimmed with black lace and very skimpy, giving me a great view.

“Hi Oli, come in. Dan is staying late at work AGAIN. He is with that fucking Tina woman” She had clearly been drinking and had an empty glass of wine in her right hand. “I really don’t like that woman, she clearly has a thing for Dan” she added.

“Oh no” I muttered and tried to look like I’d never heard of Tina before. “Do you want me to leave you to it?” Although leaving would mean watching my ex move out of our flat. And, who am I kidding, I very much wanted to stay and get an eyeful of her in that outfit.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I know that Jane is at yours and you need a place to hide out. Besides I’ve had a crap day at work and If I drink anymore of this wine on my own I will feel like an alcoholic!” She smiled and winked at me. “and I don’t want to risk you going home and taking her back and I’d be jealous all over again!”. I’d actually always got a bit of a jealousy vibe from her when I would come over with Jane, but I convinced myself that was all in my head. A little forward for her to admit she was jealous of a girl for being with me, I thought, but the comment wasn’t particularly unlike things she had said to me before when drunk and out of earshot of Dan. We went into the kitchen and she insisted I have a glass of wine with her. She bent down to get a wine glass from the cupboard and I couldn’t help but stare at her ass. As her skimpy shorts rode up into her crack I could see the edge of the black underwear she had underneath. I felt a twang of guilt- this was my best friends girl! What was I thinking? But the sight of her perfect petite ass had stirred a semi in my pants. Beth stood up and turned round. She shot me a smug smile as she turned which let me know she had seen me looking, though she didn’t say anything. I told myself I was just struggling as I hadn’t had sex for 2 months. Dan was probably balls deep in Tina right now anyway, I told my conscience. Beth didn’t seem to mind me looking at her ass, although she didn’t know the dirty thoughts starting to run through my mind.

“So when’s single life going to kick off then Oli?”

“Oh I don’t know about that” I replied sheepishly “I think I might need a bit of a break from women”

“Bullshit!” She laughed. “I’ve known you too long to believe that, I bet you already have a queue of women lining up. You can tell me, I won’t get too jealous”

I shot her a sceptical look.

“All the girls in my flat were jealous when we hooked up you know” she continued.

We had never spoken of that since she got with Dan, even during our drunken flirtations. There was clearly a look of shock across my face, Beth just giggled like she enjoyed my reaction.

“Calm down, Dan isn’t here. He’s at work *as usual* And that shouldn’t stop us having a bit of fun. Now where is that wine?”

She turned around and went into the fridge. My eyes instantly shot down to her shorts again, so tight against her perfect peach of an arse. I could see the lacy thong just above her shorts line. I wondered if she knew about Tina. She clearly had suspicions at the moment, though nothing more or she surely would have asked me about it. I tried control my building urges but I couldn’t help but sense an opportunity. She had known I was coming round and had chosen that revealing outfit… She clearly enjoyed the effect it was having on me and she was already at least one bottle of wine down.