MJ Story: My Husband's Bestfriend

Chapter 2

[Michael's Perspective]

I watch as Talia stares at me. I wonder what she's thinking about. I check her out on the slick side and based on how her hips are curved, I know her butt is probably juicy. She smiles and that dimple is quite attractive. Talia clears her throat, "May you please escort me to the bathroom?" I nod, "Sure." Christian smiles, "I'll be over there at that table baby." Talia nods and he kisses her, "Hurry back." I smile as Talia comes beside me and we start walking. "You're a very beautiful woman," I bite my lip gently. She blushes, "Thank you. Not bad looking yourself." - "I didn't think Christian would ever get married. Atleast not now. You must be one special woman to have made him wife you." I open the door and allow her in first. My eyes travel to her butt and I slightly feel turned on. It's roundness and perhaps the thickness has aroused me.

"I'd like for you to lead the way," She giggles. "I don't really know where to go from here."

I walk ahead of her and escort her to the bathroom. "I'll be out here waiting."

Talia smiles and disappears off into the bathroom. I lean against the wall and think about her. Of all the women Christian have brought around, she's the prettiest of them all. Chris had some fine gals back then but Talia is obviously different. Marlon comes past and pats my chest, causing me to jump and snap out of my thoughts. "Mannnnnn did you see that honey Chris brought in here?" I laugh, "Keep it down. She's right in there, and you can't call her a honey. She's not just going to be around for a night." We laugh and Marlon sighs, "Damn she looks good. I wonder where the hell he found her. I would surely like to go there."

I laugh, "Yeahhh she's a beauty. Her body is sexy, man." Marlon licks his lips, "Hell yes bro."

"Why are we out here talking about our friend's wife? We should be ashamed." I say and Marlon shrugs, "We're only stating facts." The bathroom door opens and Talia steps out.

[Talia's Perspective]

If only they knew I heard them talking. I smile at them and look at Michael, "I'm ready." He leans up and we all start walking back to the party. We have a small conversation as we join Christian at a table. He scoots close to me and cuffs my waist. "You look good tonight," He grins. I smile, "Thank you baby." Marlon and Michael start laughing. "What?!" Christian asks with slight laughter in his voice.

"My boy dunn went and got married. Look at cha!" Marlon says and Michael "woo's" as he exhales from laughing. I laugh lightly and Christian smirks, shaking his head. "You guys are still the same ole playful guys you were back then." A woman walks past and all of their heads turns and follow her.

"Damn," Marlon says and tries to walk away and follow her. Michael pulls him back and shakes his head. I hit Christian's chest and he jumps, rubbing it, "what baby?" - "How rude of you to stare while I'm sitting right here." He nuzzles my neck, "Baby you know I got eyes only for you." I smirk, "Whatever. I can't tell." We look at Michael and Marlon and again they're laughing.

A slow song starts playing and I touch Christian's hand, "Baby let's dance." He sighs, "You know how I am about dancing baby." I pout, "Aww come on." Michael laughs, "Christian, dance with her." - "You dance with her." - "Are you allowing me to dance with your wife?" Christian nods, "Sure. You're both good dancers. Go ahead."

I stand up and Michael reaches out his hand. I take it and smile as he slowly wraps his arms around my waist. He has such big and strong hands and they feel good against waist. I wrap my arms around his neck and keep space between ourselves as we start dancing to the music.

I look into Michael's eyes and he catches my stare, looking back. Why do I find my heart beating fast or butterflies forming inside my stomach? I'm not suppose to feel these type of things..atleast not for another man.

"You're good," Michael says as he continues to stare into my eyes. "Yo-you too," I manage to say over how nervous how I feel. He giggles and spins me around. Christian smiles, "I see y'all. Go head." I look at him and smile as I place my hands onto Michael's shoulders and proceed dancing with him.

The music ends and Michael slowly pulls his hands away from my waist. I can't help but wish he was still holding me and staring into my eyes. Wishing he could've held me closer and said sweet things softly in my ear. I shiver lightly as I feel Christian touch me. "Are you ready to eat?" I nod and he grabs my hand, leading me to the eating area. I couldn't resist looking back at Michael. He watches me and smiles. I smile back and look away, feeling shy.

What is going on? Why does he make me feel this way? Has my husband's bestfriend caught my attention and some what attracted me to him?

After the party, Christian talks with Marlon as Michael eases over by me. He smiles, "Did you enjoy yourself?" I nod, "Yes I did. Great party." - "Thank you. I plan on throwing another one soon, and also keeping in touch with you and Chris." - "We'd like that." He smirks, "Would y'all like that or would you like that?"

I blush as I search for the right words to say. Did he really? I laugh, "Well of course I'd like that, Michael." He bites his lip and for a moment, I wanted to fall in his arms and kiss his lips repeatedly. Christian comes over and smiles, "What y'all over here chattin about?"

"The party," I reply. Michael nods, "Here's my number man. Keep in touch. We can't lose contact for another six years." They embrace each other and Michael hugs me, kissing my cheek afterwards. "See y'all later," He says and Christian takes my hand, leading me back to the car.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" - "Yes baby. I did." - "How about Mike?" I smile, "He's cool. Very sweet and funny." Christian nods as he starts the ignition, "I knew you'd love him." I buckle my seat belt. If only he knew.