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Being There For The One I Love

Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: kornslayer1, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

"Pretty please, I'll be so thankful to you and we've been best friends for nine years now. I'm not asking you to love me like that, I just want a sexual favor from the guy that cares about me most in the world. Just think of me as your girlfriend." My teeth met my bottom lip rather hard as she kept her teary eyes on me. "I love you, but I think I love you too much to risk messing up our friendship, Gwen. I'd be too afraid something would happen to us afterward. Besides, you are still legally married." "I promise, we'll still be friends, nothing will ever change that. Jim and I are separated and I'm divorcing the asshole, so you will have nothing to feel guilty about. I just have to get him to sign the papers. Twenty years from now, we'll be talking about this and we'll just remember how we just became closer. Please, Chet, have sex with me. We can do anything you want, have oral, anal, you can fuck me doggie style, I don't care. I just want you to have sex with me." I took my hands away. "I'm sorry, Gwen, I just can't," I told her, shaking my head no. "Kissing is one thing, but sex is on a whole different level." Her head went down for a few seconds as she continued to cry. My hands came up with my fingers lingering around, trying to think of how to make her feel better. She glanced back at me and sighed. "Whatever, Chet. I guess you aren't the man I thought you were," she said, before she got up. Her eyes came back to me. "All you had to do was fuck me and make us both feel ... really good in the process, I didn't think it would be that hard. I was sure you'd jump at the chance to make me feel better like that. I'm a desirable woman and you just blew it." I looked at her. "Gwen, it is not that I don't find you attractive," I let her know, as she walked towards the hallway. "Save it, Chet, I don't want to hear it," she told me, just before she vanished into the hallway. "Fuck," I muttered, lying back and putting my hands onto my face. The sound of the extra bedroom door closing hit the airwaves. I just sat there for a little while with my brain on fire. Her phone rang several times during my thinking term. "Quit calling her already, Jim, damn," I said, hitting my leg. "Gwen, you would have felt good during our sex session, but I know it would have torn you up after it was over. Regardless of how much he hurt you, you are just not one to hurt someone back like that," I said to myself. I stayed silent for another minute. "Yeah, saying that would have just pissed her off even more. What am I supposed to do now?" After an hour of wrapping my mind around it, I got up and walked into the hallway to go talk to her. I saw the door still shut as I ambled towards it. As I arrived in front of it, I put my right ear against the door. There was no sound, so my hand met the door knob and I opened the door slightly. I got view of her just in her pink bra and thong set as she slept on the bed with her face towards me. Her butt aimed up towards the ceiling and I felt ...