Drew's Last Day

Making my way down to my area, I grabbed my things and headed home. Traffic was nightmare, having left at the heaviest of rush hour.

Things took a curious turn though, as I rounded the corner to my house. Sitting in the driveway was my best friend Darnell. He met his wife around the same time I met my husband. We were workout partners at the time. We used to joke we would be perfect for each other, if he was gay.

As I pulled in the driveway, he was sitting on the tailgate of his truck and he looked devastated.

Thinking the worst, I jumped out of my car and rushed over to him, “What’s the matter Darnell? Is Nikki hurt?”

He looked at me, eyes red from crying, a look I’ve never seen on him before. He lifted his phone and on the screen was a picture. It was a picture of a man standing behind a woman. You would have to be really dense to not know he was fucking her.

It took me a hot minute before I realized the man in the picture was my husband. The woman he was fucking was Darnell’s wife.

“Where did you get that?” I asked in shock.

“She accidentally sent it to me last night.” He said back to me. “Did Andy come home last night?” he asked.

I shook my head and then shrugged, “I’m not sure, he’s always working so late, I’m never really sure.”

He hopped off the tailgate and hugged me, this wasn’t a bro-hug, this was a full body hug. Now, you should know, Darnell is about 6’6”, he’s head to toe muscles, and has these beautiful eyes. Behind that muscle head exterior, he’s the kindest, gentlest soul you could ever meet.

As he pulled away, he gave me a funny look, and then said we should go in the house. I agreed, grabbed my things from the car and unlocked the door. He grabbed the small cooler from the bed of his truck and followed me.

Setting the cooler down on the counter he opened and tossed me a beer. I cracked mine as he grabbed and cracked one of his own. Taking a long pull on the beer, I thought about the picture. They both looked like they were really enjoying themselves.

I’d met Andy year ago. At first, Darnell said that he didn’t like him, he said he seemed shifty or sketchy. However, as time went on they started getting along. I’d known that when he was in college Andy had a steady girlfriend, but he’d said that he was more into guys.

Darnell slumped against the counter and looked totally beaten down. “How the fuck didn’t I seen this coming Mikey?”

I looked at him and stupidly shrugged. “I don’t know Darnell, I really don’t. What are you going to do?”

“What do you mean? You don’t know?” He asked, like I should have the inside scoop on something.

“Know what?” I asked.

“They left. After I confronted her about the picture, she said they were in love and they were leaving.”

“No, he’s in New York for work, he said.”

“I don’t know what to say Mikey…” Darnell replied.

I went from the kitchen to our bedroom. It looked like a bomb had gone off. There were clothes everywhere. He’d clearly packed quickly.

Thinking of what happens in movies, I pulled my phone from my pocket and opened our banking app – thankfully there was no money gone.

I walked back into the kitchen and said, “He’s gone, his clothes are gone…he left me.”

I know that I don’t really have a lot of moral high ground at this point, given that I’ve been the office whore the last two days, but I didn’t know what to do. What was more telling, my heart wasn’t breaking. I wasn’t devastated. I was just confused.

I walked up between Darnell’s legs, while he was sitting on the counter, and I hugged him. Pulling him tight.

Pulling back, he looks at me and says, “Mikey, I don’t know what to think about this. On the one hand I feel like shit my marriage is over, but on the other hand I’m glad she’s gone. She was always on my case. Ya know, when we first started dating, she was jealous of you?”

“What the fuck was she jealous for?” I said with a chuckle.

“She used to say, ‘I think you love him, and you’re too stubborn to know.’” He smiled and chuckled a bit. It was good to see his face lighten up. He’s beautiful when he smiles.

“Andy used to think that we were fucking around too.”

We looked at each other and laughed. Shaking our heads.

“I have to ask Mikey – where were you before you got home? You smell like you were rode hard and put away wet.”

I know that I must have turn a million shades of red, and I looked away. I have the worst poker face and Darnell knows when I’m lying.

He hopped off the counter and grabbed my ass, “You got fucked today, didn’t you?” He said in a jealous, not accusatory way.

I just nodded and again looked away feeling guilty and ashamed. He knew that Andy and I didn’t have an open relationship, because we talked about everything.

“Who got you to bend over Mikey?” He said, his voice getting a bit husky.

“Remember that guy I told you about? Drew, the army guy that I was so fucking hot for?”

Darnell nodded. “It was him, well at first…” His eyes got big. “While he was fucking me, the CEO saw us, and he asked me to come to his office this morning. One thing led to another and he fucked me. Afterward he asked me to come back this evening for more.” I said, casting my eyes down.

“Jesus Christ Mikey…”

“I know I shouldn’t have done it, but it’s been so long since Andy and I have had sex, I just couldn’t stop myself.”

I was nervous to look him in the eyes, afraid of the shame and disappointment I might find. However, when our eyes met all I saw was hunger. It scared me, because he was my best friend.

“I’m going to go change, I’ll be right back.”

I made my way back to the ravaged room and was looking through the clothes scattered across the bed. I found a pair of sleep pants and a t-shirt and grabbed them. I was going to slip those on. I dropped my work pants and was just about to step into my sleep pants when I felt a bare hand slide over my ass and breath at the back of my head.

A long, fat cock was sliding over my ass, as a finger snaked down my crack.

He spoke, “She was right, I’ve always been in love with you Mikey.”

I felt the head of his cock at my hole. I was scared because he felt so much bigger than Rory. He kept pushing and tore down my resistance. He continued with a steady push, driving like an invading army. Thankfully Rory’s load was still inside me to lube me up.

“Your ass feels so much better than that whore’s pussy even when it’s freshly fucked Mikey.” He grunted at me.

He finally bottomed out and it felt like a baseball bat was inside me. Before I could get used to him, he pulled out, taking my sanity with him. I didn’t have to wait long for both to be replaced, but he flipped me over onto my back and slid all the way back inside me.

“I need to see your face when I make love to you Mikey.”

I looked into his gorgeous eyes and melted. He was the one person who could see through my bullshit.

“Make love to me Darnell, please.”

His slow, deep, grinding thrusts were the kind that made you feel every excruciatingly exquisite inch. His hair scratching at my crotch as he buried himself deeply inside me. His rough hands alternating, one holding him up and the other caressing me.

His lips seeking targets across my collarbone, up my ears, down my jaw. Tantalizingly close to my mouth, but just far enough to not steal a kiss. Then he straightens up, nose to nose, he’s looking into my eyes, he buries himself all the way inside me. I feel his balls resting on my taint.

“I do love you Mikey.”

“I love you too Darnell.” I say to him and watch as his eyes light up.

He lowers and conquers me with a kiss. I feel my body explode with this kiss. His tongue overpowering mine in a feat of dominance.

He pushes himself up, grabs my hips, and starts hammering into me.

“Fuck me Dar, fuck me” I’m screaming, not giving a fuck who hears me in my own house.

“You feel so fucking good, that ass feels so fucking good.” He growls at me.

The whole house is filled with the sound of our flesh slapping together and our chorus of moans.

Darnell collapses on top of me and presses his forehead to mine.

“I’m cumming Mikey, I’m fucking cumming…”

I feel his body start to shake, and then he explodes up, slamming all the way inside. As his body connects with mine, I lose it. It feels like the cum is coming from deep inside me. He is filling me with his seed as mine rockets between us.

He collapses back down into the puddles I’ve made. Lifted up momentarily, he slides a finger through one and sucks it clean. “You taste better than I imagined.”

He rolled off to the side, and I went with him. We lay there looking into each other’s eyes, he put his arms around me and pulled me close.

The last thing I remember before falling asleep was wondering what was going to happen next.