The day was warm, but the atmosphere was not. I woke up to another message from my cousin Nicole showing me what my now ex-bf was asking her to do for him to get off. I got up from bed, got dressed in my skinny jeans and low-cut shirt for work, not ready to deal with his cheating and lying.

As I walked into the front room, Alex (my best friend) sat on the couch scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he gave me the smile I had loved since we were teenagers. "What's your plan for the day, dork?" he asked. I returned the smile. "Work until six. Are you gonna come with us tonight to celebrate Ed's mom's birthday?" He looked confused, which meant he completely forgot, with all the bullshit going on in his life at that point. "I'll probably be late if I'm able to go," Alex said while staring at my chest. I noticed, but I couldn't blame him for staring. I'm a triple D, and low-cut shirts leave little to the imagination. I grabbed a drink and my keys to leave. He stood up and hugged me, which was normal in our routine since he started living with Ed and me.

Work went like normal, slow and aggravating, until the new manager decided to start her drama. For the first time ever, I decided to quit my job at the end of my shift because the drama was unnecessary and redundant. As I walked out, I called Alex. He picked up on the third ring. I told him what happened, and he said he understood, but unfortunately couldn't talk long because he only had another two hours left on his shift. He would talk to me later at the bar.

Around seven pm, Ed, his parents, one of their friends, and I went to the bar. I wasn't very comfortable being there due to the crowd. About an hour and a half into all of us being there, I had already had four strong mixed drinks with Ed's mother, Lilly.

Lilly noticed Ed acting differently and asked what was going on between us. I just showed her the months of screenshots and the message from that morning. She started to confront Ed, but Alex walked in, hugged me, and started to give Ed a hard time. Ed left shortly after Alex arrived, complaining of a headache.

The rest of us started playing pool, with Lilly ordering two more drinks for her and I. Alex acted as though he was trying to help me line up my shot, even though I'm a way better player than him, but I felt his hard cock through the thin dress I had put on for the party. I had enough to drink that, with his body already so close to mine, I pushed my ass firmly against him. He tightened his grip for a split second, like he wanted to put me on the table, but didn't because there were witnesses.

After the game ended, Lilly, her husband, and their friend left. Before leaving, Lilly's husband told Alex to make sure I stayed safe. Once they left, Alex and I did what we had always done: hung out and enjoyed the atmosphere without worrying about anything. Around one in the morning, we decided it was best if we headed home.

On the way there, I couldn't help but look at him in a way I can only describe as need and wonder. We had grown up together and had made jokes about fucking around, telling one another the kinky and vanilla things we both enjoyed, but had never crossed the line. I would catch him watching my ass as I walked and staring at my breasts. He probably noticed when I would look at his lips, jawline, abs, and muscles in his arms when he was shirtless.

I got a call on the ride home from one of my ex-coworkers, pissed that she was the last to know I had quit that day. I explained everything about my morning before work and during the day, but didn't realize I had had too much to drink until I started crying while on the phone with her. Alex took the phone from me and told her that I had a right to feel upset, but it was obvious that I had been drinking and that she would need to talk to me later when I sobered up because he hated seeing me this upset.

We pulled into the driveway with me still crying. I got out of the car. Alex looked at me. "Don't move until I get out and help you inside." I nodded. He decided to move his car out of the way to make it easier for Ed to leave for work in a couple hours. When he parked, he walked up to me and hugged me tightly to his chest. I did want him to let go, but knew I wasn't the type to cheat.

When we managed to get into the house, I went into Ed's and my room. He was asleep, but his phone still displayed that he was on a video call with another woman who looked like she was peacefully sleeping naked in full view. I changed into a spaghetti-strapped tank top and shorts. I went back into the kitchen and took three shots of Crown Royal. Alex was starting a movie and knew by the look I had that Ed was cheating again, and I was done trying to fix the broken relationship that I was stuck in. I curled up at the other end of the couch and felt the last bit of hope I had die.

Alex stayed on his end of the couch, getting comfortable. I watched as he took off his shirt, forgetting Ed completely in that moment. The movie's ads started playing the light caught Alex's body just right.

I got up to grab a blanket and some water. As I bent to pick up the blanket, I hadn’t realized my shorts had ridden up, showing more than I expected. In his low, tiered voice, Alex jokingly said, "If you bend over like that again, I’m gonna smack your ass." I’m a brat, so I decided that after I grabbed my water, I would bend over right in front of him to pick up the empty soda can from the floor he had drunk from so I could throw it away.

He didn’t hesitate to smack my ass, leaving a handprint. Instantly, I got wet. I stood up straight, acting as though I hadn’t felt it. When I came back to the couch, he had taken my spot. I sat right beside him, laying my head on his chest and placing one hand on his thigh. He didn’t pay attention to it at first, but as the movie kept playing, I slowly slid my hand closer to his cock.

Finally, he couldn’t take it. He grabbed my hand, which was already stroking him through his pants. "Are you trying to get me off?" I grinned, pushing his hand away and undoing his pants. "No, not yet, but it doesn’t sound like you’re telling me to stop." He pulled out his cock.

It was the first time I had seen his manhood. He was bigger than any man I had ever seen. After the moment of shock, I took him in my mouth, switching between being slow and gentle and fast and sucking firmly. He let out a satisfying groan as I took him all the way down my throat. "Fuck, baby," he groaned as I started to pull back.

Before I could get his cock out of my mouth, he pushed my head back down. I moaned from hearing his pleasure. I quickened my pace, feeling him getting closer to cumming. He held my head in place as he came down my throat. When he let go, I didn’t leave a mess. I licked and sucked him clean.

He laid me back against the couch, kissing my inner thighs. I moaned softly. He pulled my shorts to the side as his tongue lightly slid between my folds. I was already on the edge as he went from licking to sucking. I grabbed at the sides of the couch as my hips bucked forward. I came with his tongue inside me.

He was still hard. "Grab a condom," he ordered. I got up and grabbed the condoms from the bathroom. He bent me over the arm of the couch. With one quick movement, he pulled my shorts down and put his cock inside me.

A sound escaped my lips, one I hadn’t heard before that night. He grabbed my hair in one hand and my hip with the other. "Don't make a sound," he said as his thrusts grew harder. I bit my lip, trying to do as told. The pleasure was so intense that I started to climax again. He noticed the smallest sound starting to catch in my throat. He didn't pull out as he put me on his bed, face down in the pillow.

I let out the moan I had been holding back. "Fuck, cum for Daddy, you slut," he growled. I didn't fight it. I came hard, feeling pleasure I had never experienced until that moment. He slowed his thrusts as my body shook under his hands. He pulled out just long enough to put me into a position to face him. As he slid himself back inside, I kissed him deeply.

He grabbed my hips roughly, fucking me while leaving faint hickeys on my neck and chest. The condom broke without either one of us realizing it. I felt his release as I climaxed for the third time with him. As we untangled ourselves, he placed light kisses on my lips, forehead, and cheek.

Somehow, we still had thirty minutes left in the movie. We curled up together and finished the movie, satisfied, knowing that if anyone ever found out, hell would be unleashed, but in that moment, neither of us cared.