Explicit content. 😇
- After he ejaculated, he laid on top of me for a few minutes, looking me in my eyes, and kissing my neck. I loved these moments. I loved this man.
I've known this man for three years, and every minute I spend with him, gets more magical with experience.
I get interrupted by a phone call, it's my boyfriend, Brian, "Hey, baby? Good morning."
I quickly rush to the bathroom, before Brian hears Keen stretch, and suspects something.
"Good morning, baby." I say, trying to strain my voice, to sound as if I just woke up. "I'm just getting up, let me get a shower, and I'll be over there in a few hours. Love you, bye." I hung my phone up, and heard a sigh.
I quickly turn around, and I see Keen standing in the doorway of the bathroom, "When are you going to tell him, BRI?"
"Tell him what, Keen? I love him." I say, trying to defeat my case, so he could change the subject. I hate when Keen brings up me leaving Brian. He knows I love Brian, and I couldn't do that.
"BRI, you have to tell him that's my baby in your stomach, and not his. That's my friend, BRI."
- I sat there, quiet. Finally, I was able to mutter, "Was he your friend, when you fucked his girl?"
He looked shocked at my answer, but came with a quick reply.
