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So, for the last two years I've been seeing my mates girlfriend, on and off, purely for sex. The truth of the matter is that I'm in love with her and have been for a long time. I have expressed this but she just can't see past my mate and never will.
I've been mates with Jason for most of my life. He's always been a bit of a lad, a good looking guy, very popular with the ladies and unable to keep it in his pants. For the most part I've been Jason's wing man and I've spent a lot of my time covering for this guy. In the early days it was a laugh and I'll admit I was in awe of the guy. I actually enjoyed standing back and watching him at work in the clubs and pubs, chatting to the ladies and then hearing about it in detail the next day. I admired the guy, still do in a strange way, but it's not the same anymore. It all changed when he met Charlene.
I was instantly attracted to Charlene from the moment I first met her. But like most of the women that have come and gone from Jason's life I felt that Charlene was way out of my league. To me she is the perfect woman, prefect body shape, perfect hair, perfect teeth, perfect skin tone. I would even go as far as to say she has the perfect voice. The only imperfection is her boyfriend.
In the eight years Jason has been with Charlene I must have covered for him a thousand times. In the early stages of their relationship, well for the first month or so, it seemed like Jason had found the one. But before long he was back to his old ways. I payed no mind to it at first, I would cover for him no matter what, he's my best mate after all. If Charlene asked me any awkward questions, which she did many times, I always had a pre-prepared answer. I didn't like lying to Charlene. I'd often lied for Jason and it didn't mean a thing, but my feeling had changed. I started to resent him for involving me in his games.
Two years ago at Christmas time I had an unexpected visit from Charlene. It was quite late at night as I recall and she looked like she'd been crying. She asked me where Jason was and for the first time in a long time I had no answer to give. I felt like I had been caught out and she could see it in me. I simply told her that I hadn't seen him in a few days and had no idea of where he was. That's when the tears started and I wanted to console her but I didn't know how to. The only solution I had was to smoke weed and hope she would calm down a bit. I just sat there and let her talk, she did try to catch me out a few times but as I said before I always had an answer. But she's not stupid, she'd heard all the rumours about Jason's playing away and she knew he had a reputation with the ladies before she even got with him. Like many before her she was smitten.
Some time went by, hours in fact, I was stoned out of my head, very tired and wanted to go to bed but I sat it out. A short time later Charlene was getting ready to leave, she thanked me for listening and that's when we kissed for the first time. It was a slow kiss but it soon turned deep and before I knew we were tearing each others clothes off. I couldn't believe it was happening. Her body was almost exactly as I'd pictured it, curvy, beautiful and very soft to the touch. She didn't say as she took hold of my cock, but the moaning sound she made as she took me in her mouth told me that she was impressed with the size of it. I'd been in the showers with Jason at the swimming and the gym before and for all his good looks and ability with the ladies, he has a small cock. Charlene's moaning was the most amazing thing I'd heard in a long time as I plunged my cock into her wet hole on the livingroom floor. It was a frantic fuck and it caused some concern later as we lay spent on the floor. I hadn't used a condom and she is not on any birth control. She said she didn't have any regrets about us having sex and that she'd enjoyed it. It was a further two weeks before I saw her again and she quietly told me that she'd got a morning after pill and that all was fine.
Since then I've been at Charlene's beck and call. Whenever she wants sex I'm always available to give her what she wants. She says it makes her feel better about Jason and she's become way more adventurous since then. Earlier this year I opened up to her about my fetish for nylon and my love for high heels and boots. She was open to the idea of wearing stockings, hose, heels and boots as long as I provided them for her. I now have a huge collection of boots, shoes, dresses, skirts, blouses, and hose that I keep here at my place and she always wears whatever I choose on the night, or day, depending on when she feels the need for sex. She's also told me that I'm a better fuck than Jason, that I pay more attention to her needs, that I give her the pleasure that she craves but apart from that I'm not, and never will be, Jason.
More recently I have got Charlene into nylon encasement and she'd been enjoying it. We've been playing games, roleplay, she loves a good spanking too and I got her a few dildo's to play with when she comes over. Things had been good until I told her how deep my nylon fetish goes. She had no idea that I'm a nylon cross dresser. The desire to wear tights and stockings died away a few years back and I got back into it again a while ago, I always had the interest but like a lot of guys I preferred it on women. I started to wear again and realised how much I missed it. But I stupidly told Charlene about it thinking that she'd be open to me wearing nylon with her but she told me that it creeped her out and I've not seen or heard from her since. I've tried calling and texting her but I'm getting no reply. Now we have a new years party coming up at a friends house and I've just been told from Jason that he and Charlene will be spending new years at her parents and won't be at the party. I wish I'd never said anything now. I thought she would be more open to it and now I've fucked it all up. It was good while it lasted but I don't know how things will be when we meet again. It's going to happen and it will be soon, or maybe she'll go on avoiding me forever.
I've been mates with Jason for most of my life. He's always been a bit of a lad, a good looking guy, very popular with the ladies and unable to keep it in his pants. For the most part I've been Jason's wing man and I've spent a lot of my time covering for this guy. In the early days it was a laugh and I'll admit I was in awe of the guy. I actually enjoyed standing back and watching him at work in the clubs and pubs, chatting to the ladies and then hearing about it in detail the next day. I admired the guy, still do in a strange way, but it's not the same anymore. It all changed when he met Charlene.
I was instantly attracted to Charlene from the moment I first met her. But like most of the women that have come and gone from Jason's life I felt that Charlene was way out of my league. To me she is the perfect woman, prefect body shape, perfect hair, perfect teeth, perfect skin tone. I would even go as far as to say she has the perfect voice. The only imperfection is her boyfriend.
In the eight years Jason has been with Charlene I must have covered for him a thousand times. In the early stages of their relationship, well for the first month or so, it seemed like Jason had found the one. But before long he was back to his old ways. I payed no mind to it at first, I would cover for him no matter what, he's my best mate after all. If Charlene asked me any awkward questions, which she did many times, I always had a pre-prepared answer. I didn't like lying to Charlene. I'd often lied for Jason and it didn't mean a thing, but my feeling had changed. I started to resent him for involving me in his games.
Two years ago at Christmas time I had an unexpected visit from Charlene. It was quite late at night as I recall and she looked like she'd been crying. She asked me where Jason was and for the first time in a long time I had no answer to give. I felt like I had been caught out and she could see it in me. I simply told her that I hadn't seen him in a few days and had no idea of where he was. That's when the tears started and I wanted to console her but I didn't know how to. The only solution I had was to smoke weed and hope she would calm down a bit. I just sat there and let her talk, she did try to catch me out a few times but as I said before I always had an answer. But she's not stupid, she'd heard all the rumours about Jason's playing away and she knew he had a reputation with the ladies before she even got with him. Like many before her she was smitten.
Some time went by, hours in fact, I was stoned out of my head, very tired and wanted to go to bed but I sat it out. A short time later Charlene was getting ready to leave, she thanked me for listening and that's when we kissed for the first time. It was a slow kiss but it soon turned deep and before I knew we were tearing each others clothes off. I couldn't believe it was happening. Her body was almost exactly as I'd pictured it, curvy, beautiful and very soft to the touch. She didn't say as she took hold of my cock, but the moaning sound she made as she took me in her mouth told me that she was impressed with the size of it. I'd been in the showers with Jason at the swimming and the gym before and for all his good looks and ability with the ladies, he has a small cock. Charlene's moaning was the most amazing thing I'd heard in a long time as I plunged my cock into her wet hole on the livingroom floor. It was a frantic fuck and it caused some concern later as we lay spent on the floor. I hadn't used a condom and she is not on any birth control. She said she didn't have any regrets about us having sex and that she'd enjoyed it. It was a further two weeks before I saw her again and she quietly told me that she'd got a morning after pill and that all was fine.
Since then I've been at Charlene's beck and call. Whenever she wants sex I'm always available to give her what she wants. She says it makes her feel better about Jason and she's become way more adventurous since then. Earlier this year I opened up to her about my fetish for nylon and my love for high heels and boots. She was open to the idea of wearing stockings, hose, heels and boots as long as I provided them for her. I now have a huge collection of boots, shoes, dresses, skirts, blouses, and hose that I keep here at my place and she always wears whatever I choose on the night, or day, depending on when she feels the need for sex. She's also told me that I'm a better fuck than Jason, that I pay more attention to her needs, that I give her the pleasure that she craves but apart from that I'm not, and never will be, Jason.
More recently I have got Charlene into nylon encasement and she'd been enjoying it. We've been playing games, roleplay, she loves a good spanking too and I got her a few dildo's to play with when she comes over. Things had been good until I told her how deep my nylon fetish goes. She had no idea that I'm a nylon cross dresser. The desire to wear tights and stockings died away a few years back and I got back into it again a while ago, I always had the interest but like a lot of guys I preferred it on women. I started to wear again and realised how much I missed it. But I stupidly told Charlene about it thinking that she'd be open to me wearing nylon with her but she told me that it creeped her out and I've not seen or heard from her since. I've tried calling and texting her but I'm getting no reply. Now we have a new years party coming up at a friends house and I've just been told from Jason that he and Charlene will be spending new years at her parents and won't be at the party. I wish I'd never said anything now. I thought she would be more open to it and now I've fucked it all up. It was good while it lasted but I don't know how things will be when we meet again. It's going to happen and it will be soon, or maybe she'll go on avoiding me forever.
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