One Night Only

Disclaimer: Again, the solely the figments of my warped imagination.
And if you think this is shit, please let me know. It's my first, and I'd really like some crit.


I admit, I was a little weirded out when she first told me about her fantasy.

Not because I didn't know she was a little kinky, believe me, I knew that. It's just,...who the fantasy included, I guess. When she confessed, I told her that the chances of it coming true were less than likely. But she wanted it. And I was obligated to comply. I love her, after all, and I'd do anything to make her happy.

Including seeing her in bed with another dude.


I walked eggshells around Ari all week. I still hadn't taken the first step to making her dream come true. Everytime she asked me about it, I'd tell her he wasn't home, or I couldn't reach him on his cell. I knew she didn't believe me, but she never called me out on it. Instead, she'd kiss my forehead and whisper, "Take your time honey.". Which made me feel even more guilty. I mean, I wanted to please her, but this guy was my friend. And if Arissa and I didn't last, I'd still have to see and hang out with him, knowing I'd seen his cock. Yeah, weird.

It was getting closer to Valentine's, when I was finally getting enough nerve to actually go through with this hairbrained idea. I made huge plans. I would take her out, wine and dine her, flowers, candies, champagne, all that shit. Oh yeah, the whole nine...Then after we would return to an almost empty house, cause he'd be there, lying in our bed. Waiting...

If I could get him to agree.