Stacy watched as Michael drunk his fifth glass champagne.
She knew he would get drunk, especially with the bottle being spiked.
That's apart of plan.
She knows how he is when he's drunk, that's how he gotten her pregnant.
"Michael, let's dance." She said and pulled him up.
"Why not?" He said and spun her around.
She saw lust in his eyes and she smiled.
"Do you want me?" She asked sweetly.
He didn't answer, instead he kissed her neck and she moaned.
"Follow mee." He slurred and walked to the side of the house.
Stacy leant against the wall and Michael cover her body with his.
He kissed her slowly and she jumped in his arms.
"Make love to me like old times." She moaned.
"Like old times." He said, grabbing her right breast, while still kissing her.
"Michael!" Adrian yelled.
They broke the kiss and Stacy gave an icy cold glare at Adrian.
"I'm busy." Michael said and kissed Stacy again.
Adrian pulled his best friend away and Michael dropped her.
"Stop being an asshole, Adrian." Stacy said and got up.
"Nikki!" Adrian yelled.
Stacy gasped and ran to the gate. When she opened it, Nicole was right there waiting on her.
"Take him upstairs, I have to take care of something." Nicole said and Stacy looked scared.
She gave Adrian a 'help-me' look and he shrugged.
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My Wife's Best Friend
FanfictionIs it wrong to like your wife's best friend? Written by thisdangerouschickk Co-Written by ShadyJaxon All Rights Reserved ® Copyrights ©