My Best Friend and My Wife
by: Guest
Total views: 1771
Word Count: 522
I never suspected that my best friend would stab me in the back, but he did. For over three years my wife and my best friend were having an affair behind my back and I never suspected a thing.
I always thought it strange that every time I went out of town on business, he offered to take me to the airport and pick me up when I returned. I thought he was just being a nice guy. Nice guy? Right. All he wanted was to make sure that he knew when I was leaving and when I returned. We had no kids, so he had free run of my house when I was gone.
My wife wasn't the best looking woman, but she had a body that would turn heads anyplace she went. I guess that is what attracted me to her in the first place. And she like to show her body off too. She wore low cut dresses and tops that were loose so that when she bent over, so you got a peek at all her goodies when her blouse gapped open. I confess that it turned me on a little knowing that guys were looking at what they couldn't touch - or so I thought.
I even had thoughts of a threesome a few times, but didn't have the courage to talk to her about it. Now I know she would probably have been more than willing. I certainly have regrets about not bringing it up to her.
I never found any clues or any reason to believe that she was having an affair. I guess guys are a little stupid when it comes to noticing things like that. Women pay more attention to things like that.
Joe -- not really my best friend's name -- used to take my wife to the grocery store a lot, because she said she didn't like to drive, and I was always working. I thought Joe was just a great friend to both of us.
Thinking back on things, Joe would make comments to me once in a while about my wife, about how great she looked in shorts and tight dresses. I didn't mind then, because it was hard not to look at her when she bent over to clean house and things like that.
I actually caught them in bed together. I came back early from a business trip and instead of bothering Joe, I caught a cab to surprise my wife. I had planned a romantic evening and bought roses on the way from the airport. You can imagine my surprise when I went into the bedroom and found them tangled up together.
I haven't spoken to Joe since that happened 3 months ago and don't plan to either. My wife and I may get back together, but it is too early to tell. I have my own apartment and she swears she hasn't seen Joe since that day, but I have my doubts.
I just wanted to warn guys -- don't trust your best friend when it comes to your wife.
About the Author
My best friend screwed me and my wife.
Rating: 2.75