Affair Turns Into an Unexpected Love
So before I start, I just wanna let everyone know it’s never a good idea to date a good friend or his/her sibling.
I hardly knew him, but he is my best friend’s older brother. We didn’t talk much for the first weeks of knowing each other, since I was mainly only around for my best friend, Jane. I couldn’t help but get curious about him within weeks or being around him but never really talking.
I never really got a good look at his face until our very first conversation, which was about this book he was recommending me. Throughout the entire conversation we both had this look of lust in each other’s eyes.
I left that day and didn’t come back for a week because I had felt bad for liking my best friend’s brother. When I went back, things only got more intense. There was this night when I was sleeping over and I couldn’t sleep. It was about 2 or 3 am and I had snuck out of Jane’s room to get water from the kitchen. I was wearing just an over sized shirt(which coincidentally belonged to Jane’s brother since she wears his shirts sometimes) and my lacey pink underwear from victoria’s secret.
He was there, wearing only baggy gray sweat pants. His body looked amazing in the violet sheen of the night light. His incredible muscles moved up and down his back with his every movement. I was so starstruck that I realized too late that he was staring at me.
We stood in absolute silence for what seemed like hours. Eventually he put down his glass of water and walked over to me. He gingerly brushed my cheek bone with his rough fingertips. Finally his lips touched mine and all I could hear was my own heartbeat in my chest. My legs were trembling so much I thought my knees were going to give out.
moments later he hoisted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he propped me up on the counter. Suddenly I didn’t care that he was 23 and I was only barely 18.
I didn’t care that what I was doing was unspeakably wrong or that my best friend was sleeping upstairs.
He was aggressive and so was I. He undressed me in the violet darkness of the kitchen room and I nearly ripped his sweat pants off. he had guided me into the next room, where there was a couch.
We never made it that far. I couldn’t believe how well I was doing and how amazing that night was. We made love on the rug floor of his house. He was gentle and rough. I wasn’t very experienced but he obviously was and he was incredibly patient with me.
We had this secret “affair” for the following 6 months. No one (we knew) knew about it. We only did PDAs in places where no one was likely to know us.
Unfortunately, he fell in love with me. I fell in love with him. And unexpected love was the one thing we had both promised not to do. But I ended it because of it too. I couldn’t have a relationship with him for the sake of Jane. She mattered too much to me to put something like that at risk, which could have possibly ruined our friendship.
I don’t see her as often as I used to, or nearly as much as I’d like. And he completely ignores me now. It would have been nice to just be friends with him. He’s going to have to speak to me, sooner or later.