My Wife's Best Friend

MWBF 151

Michael

"Stacy, what are you doing here?" I asked.

I let her in and lead her to the living room.

"You're living the glamorous life." She said and sat on the couch.

I don't know why she's acting like she's never seen the house before. She was here at Nicole's birthday party.

I sat down and she scooted closer.

"Stac." I warned and she smiled.

"When we first came back into each others lives, you almost had sex with me on the side of the house." She said and smiled.

I looked away and she straddle me.

"Stacy, get up." I said and she kissed my lips.

Strawberry.

That's what her lips taste like and I still remember it. That was one of the main reasons I loved kissing her.

She must've saw my smile because we started kissing again, until it turned into a heated makeout session. I didn't feel guilty about this either. I should because I'm hurting Nicole, but we're not together. I never asked her to be my girlfriend officially.

Now, I sound like a jerk. I can't do this to her. I know she really loves me and I love her, too.

"Ahh, Michael." She moaned in the kiss.

I removed my hands from her shirt and sat up.

"I can't. You need to leave or I'll call Nikki." I threatened.

She furrowed her eyebrows and took out her phone.

"I'll do it myself." She said.

I took it and grabbed her arm. I pulled her up and to the door.

"Bye, Stacy. You're more than welcome to tell her. Doing that is just going to get your ass kicked and not me." I said and shut the door, leaving her looking dumb.

Nicole is going to kill me when I tell her. Last time, she took my children and kicked me out the house. This was a mistake and I regret it. Almost sleeping with my ex again, probably would be breaking point for her.