My Boyfriend's Sexy Bestfriend

I Didnt Want It To Happen It Just Did. It All Started When Andy Said He Invited His Friend To Live With Us For The Summer. So Its Really Not My Fault Andy Invited Him To Our Home.

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"But babyyy then we wont have the house to ourselves anymore." I whined.

"Babe he's my bestfriend, he helped me out when my parents died so now im helping him." Andy my boyfriend of two years told me.

I sighed. "Fine, but dont complain to me when you want some booty and im not in the mood with a guest in the house." With that I went to take a shower and think.

I really thought having sex would convince him to tell his friend to go rent an apartment. Its not that I mind Andy helping him out, I just dont want to live in the same house as some weird nerd who probably collects action figures and still watches Dragonball Z. Because thats how Andy was before he met me.

Yes I may seem shallow but I dont care. I dont want no stranger in my house while im tryna get it in with my boyfriend. Its weird enough with our housekeepers there. Ugh, but I guess I should be happy that Andy even cares and didnt forget the ones who helped him along his way.

I got out the shower and saw an already dressed Andy waiting on the bed.

"Took you long enough." He scoffed.

I rolled my eyes, lotioned my skin then took out a off-shoulder sweater, black tights, and some old Jordans. Whats the point of dressing up.

We drove to the airport and waited outside in the pick-up area. I looked and didnt see any nerdy guys with glasses and a pocket-protector.

But it was one guy I saw that caught my eye, and he was far from nerdy. He was fine as hell, muscular.... and he was walking towards us! Why was he walking towards us?!

At first I thought he had caught me staring at him and came to ask me what the hell my problem was but then I saw him and Andy hug and laugh about something.

For no apparent reason I got out the car.

"This is Keyani, Keyani this is Ethan." Andy said wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Hey Keyani, this man talks alot about you so you must be special." Ethan said eyeing me up and down. He looks a little familiar, but probably not.

"Hmm I wish I could say the same." I sauced getting back into the passenger seat of our white Range Rover, I heard Ethan chuckl and get into the back seat.

Andy decided to push the luggage cart all the way back into the airport. I love this man but his goody nerd ways gets annoying sometimes. Me and Ethan sat in the car waiting, until his knee started pressing into the back of my seat.

Turning around and asking with an attitude I said, "Can you stop pushing your knee in my seat please, thanks."

He adjusted himself so he sat up right. "Sorry." He smiled showing his bright white teeth and deep dimples.

I felt my face heat up and quickly turned around. Ethan chuckled a little.

Andy finally got in the car and we headed back home, while I sat there and listened to them reminisce on their college days.

When we got home Andy had the butler put Ethan's bags in the main guest bedroom which was down the hall from the master bedroom.

I walked behind the boys while Andy gave Ethan a tour, after a while I got tired because our house had to many rooms and we were only in the East wing. Nobody really ever goes in the West wing so Andy didnt bother showing him there.

The cook spoke over the intercom saying dinner would be ready in twenty minutes. We all went to our rooms seperate rooms to bathe and get ready for dinner. Andy and I took a shower together and we were really dirty if you know what I mean, so we were a little late to dinner.

I threw on my silk pajama shorts and a tank top, Andy had on a plain white shirt and sweatpants.

We made our way downstairs where Paul our chef made sweet-glazed salmon on noodles with a garden salad.

Our dinner table was square since it was only Andy and I. We werent those rich people who buy those super long tables even if its a small family.

We all sat on our own side of the table, Andy beside me and Ethan across from me.

Ethan looked sexy as hell, hollister pajama pants, and a tight wife beater that made his muscled body look hella good.

"Looks good doesnt it?" Ethan said making me stop staring at his body.

"What? The food...yea it looks great." I stuttered, embarrased that I was basically eye-raping my boyfriend's bestfriend.

Ethan laughed a little and I felt my face turn pink with embarrasment.

So Thats How It All Started. My Boyfriend Invited A Sexy Ass Dude Who Could Pass As An Abercrombie Model Into Our Home To Live. Lord Help Me !