Crying Wolf

Title: Crying Wolf
Author: The_shadow_rising
Link: https://www.literotica.com/s/crying-wolf?page=1

"But Karl, he's an asshole. You know I think he's a prick! All he does is try to look down my top or stare at my ass..." Elizabeth Alexander replied to her sweet boyfriend of just over three years as she held the phone to her ear with her shoulder while unpacking the brown bags full of groceries -- if she put them away a little harshly...well, she was just taking out her frustration at the topic of conversation.

"You've got a great ass, Beth. A guy just can't help looking sometimes. It's harmless, you know that." Karl Tabbert replied...as he always did...and Elizabeth frowned as she pulled the fridge open and almost tossed the milk inside.

"You're too laid back." She said in reply, frustration turning to irritation as a memory popped all too vividly into her mind. "You remember that time I first met him and went to kiss him on the cheek and he turned his head so I accidentally kissed him on the lips?"

"Yeah..." Karl answered, the tone of his voice the same as always when she brought this up.

"Yeah...? He did that on purpose so I'd kiss him!" She muttered angrily, placing the fruit into the bowl on the table a little...less gentle...than normal.

"Come on Beth, he heard someone call his name, he told you that after." Her boyfriend replied, again, as he always did when she mentioned any of his friend's 'incidents'.

"Yeah, of course he did." She answered back sarcastically and muttered to herself under her breath.

This wasn't going to do any good, it never did. This was not the first time this exact same conversation had happened. It always did when Karl's 'best friend', Rhys, was going to be anywhere she was. The man was a total prick. A conceited, cocky, player-kind of a guy who always had his eye on her when he turned up...well, more than his eye at times, he had even tried hitting on her the night Karl had introduced them to each other, and that had been only a week or two after they had gotten together! And this was her sweet boyfriend's 'best friend' who he wanted to come over for a drink!? The fucking guy always wound her up!

Still, this whole conversation wouldn't do any good, it never did. Karl wouldn't believe his best friend was a creep until he saw him pulling her clothes off or something!! Not that Rhys had ever done that, or would ever be that stupid...for a self-assured prick her boyfriend's 'best friend' wasn't stupid at least. No, he would never do something that would reveal what he was! Fucking arrogant, creepy bastard...

That thought made Beth far more irritated than she already had been.

"Do you have to come here though? Can't you guys just meet at the bar or something?" She asked, trying to calm herself.

"Come on babe, as soon as you get to know him you'll love him." Her boyfriend replied, his voice taking on that sound he had when he was playing peacemaker...which in her opinion he did all too often with Rhys fucking Jenson.

Taking a deep breath, Elizabeth sighed before she spoke again. Damn him, and damn his perpetually laid-back trust in his friend, and fuck, damn the fact she loved him too!

"Fine" She answered resignedly. "You guys won't be here long anyway so I won't have to put up with him for long."

"That's my girl." Karl replied sounding pleased and Elizabeth grunted in reply as she screwed up the brown bags and threw them into the bin in the corner, frowning irritably as she did it. "Right, I'm gonna have to get going, gotta get back to work but I'll see you when I get back. Thanks babe."

Elizabeth replied that he had better thank her before telling him that she loved him and hanging up the phone.

Running a hand through her light-brunette hair, she sighed heavily, thinking of the intolerable evening to come, before she placed the phone back on its stand and looked forlornly around the kitchen for a moment.

After a moment, Elizabeth Alexander, the beautiful brunette girlfriend, shook her head and relaxed the frown that had slowly crept onto her face...she was just going to have to deal with Rhys fucking Jenson, fucking Karl...before she glanced up at the clock on the wall. Four hours till Karl finished work and maybe half an hour on that till he was back. Four and a half hours of peace...four and a half hours to prepare herself for an hour or two of dealing with Rhys in the house. Oh, for some reason that just didn't feel like enough time.

Deciding to put her boyfriend's 'best friend' out of her mind -- he would have enough time to piss her off when he was there, she had no intention of letting him get to her when he wasn't - the 24-year-old brunette headed over to the refrigerator and taking some ice and lemonade out made herself a nice cool drink to take the edge off the gorgeous day before making her way into the lounge, grabbing a magazine she had intended to read that day, at least before Karl had ruined the day with his news, and sat on the couch, curling her legs underneath her as she held the drink in one hand and the magazine in the other.

And oh, how blissful that peace was. Sipping her cool drink and flicking through her magazine with nothing but the sounds of summer outside and the warm caress of the afternoon air. Followed, of course, by flicking through the television channels to watch her favourite shows, grabbing something to eat, phoning one or two of her friends to see if any of them wanted to come over seeing as Karl was heading out tonight (which none did unfortunately, but still). Oh, it was beautiful and time did fly.

At least, it flew for three hours...and then there came a knock at the door.

Placing her not-long-poured lemonade on the table beside the couch, Elizabeth dropped the remote on the seat as she got up, feeling quite content, and headed through into the hallway and to the etched glass-panelled front door.

Opening it sprightly, the beautiful girlfriend's positive mood quickly drained as her eyes fell on the attractive but self-assured face of her boyfriend's best friend -- everything about him was cocky! From his short, dark lightly-gelled hair, his fit but not overly muscular body in his jeans and fitting t-shirt, to his large brown eyes and that arrogant, smug smile he always had that got her back right up!

Fuck but her mood changed instantly. One moment she was on top of the world and now...now she was rigid and had a knot of irritation already tight in her stomach. What in the hell was he doing here two hours before Karl got home!?

"Karl's not back from work yet Rhys." Elizabeth said tartly, not even pretending to sound welcoming, though she did manage to stop herself frowning, which she thought was an accomplishment at least.

"That's alright, I can wait for him." Her boyfriend's best friend replied as he gave her one of his overconfident smiles before walking straight passed her and into the lounge.

Standing holding the front door open, Elizabeth gritted her teeth in irritation for a moment before she pushed the door closed...so what if it slammed a little...and turned to follow Rhys into the lounge, ready to give him what for.

When she walked into the room however, he was already sitting on the couch in front of the large television, his feet on her coffee table and the remote in his hand, flicking through the channels.

That ball of irritation knotted ever tighter and Elizabeth thought she would crack her jaw she clenched her teeth so tightly. Not only had he just walked in as if he owned the place, without even asking her, but now he had turned her programme over! That...that...that self-conceited asshole!

"Do you get any good porn on here?" He asked before he twisted his head to look at her as she stared daggers at him, her arms folded beneath her large, heavy breasts as she scowled at him.

"No." She replied curtly, and biting her tongue as she knew yelling at him wouldn't do any good, she reached over and yanked the remote from his hand and changed the channel back to what she had been watching before he came in and ruined her afternoon.

"That's alright, I've got you to look at." He retorted smugly, that small smile turning the corner of his lips as he stared at her face...which at least made a change from him ogling her body.

If it was any other guy except Rhys fucking Jenson, Elizabeth would wonder why he thought she looked sexy. Sure, she looked good, in whatever she wore too, she knew that, but it wasn't like she had dressed sexy. She was just wearing her stonewashed jeans, which fair enough were a little snug like most jeans around the thighs and ass, but still, they weren't tight jeans, and ok, she had on her yellow t-shirt which had a couple of black roses imprinted on the front, which granted was also tightish and may have emphasised her swelling 36D tits, her flat stomach and slim waist a little, but no more than any other non-baggy t-shirt. Other than that she had her long light-brown hair hanging down her back and over her shoulders and her faint-yellow slip on shoes on her feet. Nothing sexy, just something comfortable.

But then, as she had already thought...if it was any other guy than Rhys Jenson she would have been surprised...

"Rhys..." Elizabeth said and then stopped before she said something that showed he had gotten a rise out of her. "...what are you doing here? You're not meant to be here till later."

Crossing one leg over the other on her coffee table and placing his arm on the couch arm, Rhys smiled at her a moment before he deigned to reply.

"I was in the area and I thought I'd stop by. No point in heading home only to come back out here again, is there?" He answered before he took a piece of gum from his pocket. Popping it into his mouth he smiled self-assuredly at her. "Besides Beth, I can keep you company now..." He added and slapped the couch beside him. "...come, sit."

Irritation flared into anger at the audacity of this...this...fucking asshole! However, with more than a little effort Elizabeth managed to keep her temper...just...though her eyes did flare dangerously. Oh, he would love it if she showed him how much he had gotten to her, she had learned that lesson the first few times she had been around him. No, she wouldn't play into his hands. Fucking asshole!

"I was having a nice...peaceful...day until you turned up." She replied and walked around the couch, planning on heading to the chair next to it but then changing her mind. Why should she have to move because of him!? But she wasn't going to let him think he had made her sit with that...gesture...

Grabbing her drink from the table beside the couch, Elizabeth stood facing the television, watching it as she sipped from her glass, completely ignoring her boyfriend's best friend as if he wasn't there.

Ha! Let him suck on being ignored for once in his life. For a moment the gorgeous 24-year-old girlfriend felt pride at showing Rhys his place with her, at least, she did until he spoke...

"Man, you look fucking hot standing there..." He said and as she half-turned to look at him, she noticed his eyes trailing down from obviously staring at her chest, to her tight ass and down her obviously toned legs.

Draining the rest of her drink, Elizabeth bit her tongue again as she turned to walk into the kitchen, gripping the glass a little hard as she heard Rhys chuckle to himself behind her...she could 'feel' his eyes watching her ass sway! That fucking....she would growl if she could!!

Muttering under her breath, the sexy brunette poured herself another glass...then almost jumped as she heard Rhys speak from the doorway behind her.

"Mine's a beer." He said, sounding confident that she would get him one. "I always thought you'd make a hot cocktail waitress Beth."

Placing the jug back on the counter before she threw it at him, Elizabeth turned around, her eyes flaring again before she smiled at him sweetly. He would not win this time, and fuck if she was going to let him get to her...well, enough to get a reaction anyway...

"You know where they are." She replied a little too innocently before taking a sip of her drink and walking towards the door. "And there's an apron in the drawer you may want to wear."

A small irritation spiked inside at stooping to his level...only small though -- sometimes it had to be done...however it was quickly squashed when Rhys leaned back against one side of the doorframe...inside the doorway!...leaving only just enough room for her to squeeze through.

Standing there staring at him for a moment Elizabeth watched him watch her back completely at his ease -- more so, he was still smiling that small, smug, fucking self-assured, egotistical smile of his, as if he had not even heard her comment! For that moment she just stood there staring at him, her eyes wide as if to tell him to move, though he remained smug, and she finally decided that he had no intention of letting her passed easily, as he simply waved his hand as if to say 'go on through'...

"A man would move for a woman." She commented acidly, and much to her continuing irritation, Rhys' smile deepened.

"A good man, maybe, but everyone knows women love the bad guy." He replied cockily; however this time, Elizabeth just smiled sweetly...her voice was anything but though.

"Not every woman." She retorted, holding back the addition of saying how she hated him.

This time Rhys' smile was not so self-assured, at least for the briefest of moments, which as far as she could remember, was the first time she had ever seen that arrogant façade stumble. He didn't reply though even when his smirk returned to its usual irritating self, and Elizabeth waited for him to move a moment longer before sighing exasperatedly and moving to squeeze passed her boyfriend's best friend.

At first she tried to get through forwards, however the asshole had not left enough space for that, and so in the end she twisted slightly, holding her drink in front of her as a shield between them as she squeezed through as quickly as she could.

For a moment Elizabeth thought that Rhys was going to try to press her against the doorframe, or grab her waist or something...however her boyfriend's 'best' friend simply watched, apparently amused at her obvious defensiveness. Asshole...

The moment she was through the doorway though, which had seemed like forever being so close to that prick, Elizabeth turned and was about to head towards the couch when suddenly...

"Mm-mm!" Rhys murmured appreciatively behind her as he obviously ogled her ass. "Now I could watch you for hours." ...and with those words, before Elizabeth could turn or move any further, in that split second the gorgeous girlfriend suddenly felt her boyfriend's best friend slap her tight, jean-clad ass firmly.

The slap caught the sexy brunette off guard and for a moment she scurried forward, trying to get to the couch and out of Rhys' reach. Rhys apparently didn't notice her reaction, however, for which she was grateful, as she heard him chuckling to himself as he walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

With her cheeks flushing with indignation, Elizabeth sat down on the couch, her ass a little tingly from the sharp slap. The nerve of that motherfucker! Treating her like a piece of meat...like 'his' piece of meat...she should slap him for that! Show him just how to slap someone and mean it!

Holding her drink to her lips, she sat and stared, pondering over her ill fortune at having that asshole here, alone, for another...ugh, hour and twenty minutes -- it may have well have been a fucking eternity. What had she done to deserve this?

"You must have known I was coming..." Rhys said with a faint smile as he came waltzing back into the lounge, an open beer in his hand. Elizabeth looked over towards him disdainfully to see what he was blabbering on about now. "...got my favourite beer for me ah? And I get to stare at you till good old Karly comes back."

Of course, as he spoke the irritating prick made a bee-line for the couch seat next to her. Not wanting to let him make her move, Elizabeth quickly snatched the remote up from the seat, trying to maintain some sort of composure as she gripped it ready to beat him with it if he tried taking it from her to turn the television over...this was her house, after all, she wasn't going to be pushed around by anyone in it, least of all this asshole. Well, any more anyway.

Dropping onto the couch beside her, Elizabeth cast an irritated glance sideways at him, her boyfriend's 'best' friend, as he almost made her spill her drink over herself. However, of course, Rhys simply smiled amusedly...

"Shame, would have been hot seeing you in a wet t-shirt." He commented, his eyes unashamedly falling to her impressive, heavy rack confined behind the yellow t-shirt.

Sneering and not saying a word...he would 'not' get a rise out of her...oh she wished Karl finished early today...Elizabeth folded her arms and crossed her legs before focusing on the programme she had been watching as if Rhys wasn't there at all.

It seemed to work for about ten minutes -- at least if the fact he didn't stop eyeing her up over the entire time wasn't counted anyway -- however after that, true to his prick-like self, Rhys placed his arm on the back of the couch and turned to watch the television, commenting on the women that were on...oh, just about how some were hot, how he screwed a chick like that the other night, or how some chick had sucked his dick in the parking lot of a club who was the spitting image of that one's sister...nothing that would have bothered her much, well, not much compared to Rhys' normal behaviour anyway...but then came the inevitable words...'but none of them are as hot as you.'

At that Elizabeth would have continued ignoring him if he had left it at that...but of course, this was Rhys fucking Jenson after all.

"I bet none of them suck a cock or fuck like you though Beth." He said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

It took all the willpower she had not to slap him for that, and boy was it still a close call. But she would 'not' let him get that rise. No. No she would not. Even if she had to sit there until she burst. Fuck she felt like screaming at him!

Seeing that he still hadn't gotten a rise out of her only emboldened him though, and so as he grinned at her from where he sat, like a smug cat, he added...

"You should try wrapping these sexy legs of yours around me and we could have some fun while we wait" He said with that leering smile as he slapped her thigh and left his hand gently squeezing her leg through her jeans.

Grabbing his hand, Elizabeth pulled it from her leg, which took a little going as Rhys made her struggle to move it...his eyes showing he was obviously enjoying the 'game' ...and just managing to stop herself from trying to break his fingers she tossed it like a dirty rag back into his lap. However that didn't stop a man like Rhys, and so after the third time of removing his hand from her leg, Elizabeth turned on him, her voice calm and steady yet the obvious withheld annoyance clearly tinging her voice.

"Stop being such an assh..." Elizabeth managed to get out before suddenly Rhys' lips mashed fully against hers.

Everything happened at once, too fast for her mind to take in. The moment her boyfriend's best friend's lips pressed firmly against hers, Elizabeth's eyes widened in surprise, her hands held up in shock for a moment as Rhys began to push her backwards with the force of his kiss, his lips trying to part hers. As the force of his kiss began to push her down onto the couch, Elizabeth suddenly recovered from her initial shock and quickly placed her hands on Rhys' chest, trying vainly to push him off and away from her, however Rhys simply moved in with the kiss and so Elizabeth was almost on her back by the time she managed to roughly push Karl's 'best' friend's lips from hers somewhat breathily and shove him off her.

Pushing herself back up as Rhys sat back staring at her, Elizabeth's eyes flashed with anger and the sharp crack her slap made against his cheek that knocked his head sideways surely must have been heard outside...if it hadn't Elizabeth's voice surely was...

"You fucking asshole! How dare you!!" The brunette girlfriend half-screamed and half-shouted, her eyes dangerous and her hands clenched tightly into fists.

Rhys turned to look at her...amused! Amused!! Rage flared violently inside of her and she once more slapped Rhys' face so hard she left a hand print on his cheek that burned red and made her hand cry in pain before she quickly moved away from him, standing up and staring hate at him, wiping her lips with the back of her hand before placing her hands firmly on her hips.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing!?" She demanded in only a raised voice this time, as she stood quivering inside.

Rhys just turned his head calmly...still wearing a smile of all things...and leaned back on the couch, putting his feet up on the coffee table as if he were for all the world relaxing in a fun, peaceful atmosphere.

"Well, where I come from that's called kissing you." He replied just as calm and amused as he looked.

"I want you to get out!" Elizabeth said dangerously.

"Get out? Why? Karl will be back soon and I've only got to come back then." He replied as he reached for the remote and changed the channel.

Elizabeth looked from his face to the remote. The...the fucking audacity of this...this...this...ah, she could have screamed!

"Karl will throw you out himself when I tell him what you just did!" She replied furiously, the anger inside just wanting to grab something to throw at him.

Rhys' smile broadened at that and he turned to look at the television, seeing what was on as he flicked through the channels.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that, I'll just say it was an accident." He answered perfectly confidently.

"He knows what you're like so he'll believe me." She replied, her anger being stoked by the way he was acting.

"He didn't say anything that time I 'accidentally' kissed you when we first met, and that was in front of him." Her boyfriend's best friend said dismissively. Reminding her of that situation only got her back up even more, and while he was right about that time there was no chance that Karl would dismiss this one when he heard how upset she was.

"We'll see about that." She replied angrily and turned to reach for the phone, dialling Karl's work number and turning to glare at Rhys before she walked through to the kitchen. If she'd had to stare at him a moment longer she'd have threw the phone at that stupid arrogant smile of his!

By the time that Karl answered the phone she was pacing up and down like a cat swishing its tail and ready to lash out.

"Hey babe, what's up?" Her boyfriend of just over three years asked as he sounded busy.

Turning to lean against the kitchen counter, and glancing angrily through the doorway at Rhys who still sat calmly as he watched her from his 'comfy' sitting position on the couch, Elizabeth replied.

"Karl, you're asshole of a 'friend' is here..." She began in a tight voice, ready to relate what had happened, when suddenly her boyfriend cut in.

"Babe, we talked about this earlier, I'll be home soon, think you can just put up with him till I get back?" He asked half-interestedly as he STILL continued to do whatever it was he had been doing before her call despite her obviously wound-up sounding tone! The rage she felt at Rhys then turned a little towards her guy of just over three years.

"Karl, that 'friend' of yours just fucking kissed me!" She almost growled in a not-too-caring tone, "I had to push him off me!"

For a moment there was a silence and Elizabeth thought she had finally said something that had gotten through to her sweet boyfriend, when suddenly he spoke, STILL sounding busy.

"It was probably just an accident..." He replied as laid-back as ever

Elizabeth's eyes widened at those words...how could he think that after she had just told him!? What made it worse was Rhys, who was still watching her, obviously knew why she looked shocked and grinned broadly, laughing to himself before he turned back to the television.

"...you know what he's like, he's just a flirty-kind of guy." Her boyfriend finished, and this time all of Elizabeth's anger turned on him.

"Fucking hell Karl!" She almost yelled. "He kissed me! It was no accident, how can you say that?" She added angrily, her face a thunderhead. "Don't you care that your so-called 'best friend' tried to kiss your girlfriend in your own house!?"

"Beth, come on, Rhys can get a little out of hand some times but I'm sure you're just blowing this out of proportion. He's probably just messing with you or something." He answered calmly, and Elizabeth's eyes widening with every word...though at least he sounded like he was giving his full attention this time. For a moment she was silent, until finally Karl seemed to gain some semblance of sense. "Beth, you there? You ok babe?"

What was there to say to that?? Whatever it was, Elizabeth Alexander didn't know what it was right then; she was too stunned and fuming to reply.

"Look babe, I believe you, it's just, you know, probably Rhys just playing around, you know what he's like. If it will make you happy I'll have a word with him, get him to calm down?" Her boyfriend continued, sounding truly like he did believe her, but mostly he just sounded like he was trying to placate her.

She should have known Karl would have been like this...though she had hoped he would have not been! He really wouldn't believe how much of a fucking pig his supposed 'best friend' was until he did actually see him trying to rip her clothes off! And even then she wouldn't put it passed him to be so fucking laid back, trusting or trying to see the good in everyone to think of some fucking excuse!

Elizabeth was not happy.

"No, it's fine, he's obviously just playing around." She replied as sarcastically as she could, with more than a hint of anger in her voice.

"He probably is." Karl said soothingly, which irked Elizabeth some more. "I'll be home in an hour, you can handle him for that long."

Wrapping her free arm around her flat stomach, she frowned as she looked at Rhys glance over to her, feeling her anger at both men, before she replied.

"Yeah" She replied simply, the annoyance so obvious in her tone and short reply...though if Karl noticed, he didn't say.

"Alright beautiful, I'm going to have to go, but I'll be back soon. Love you." He said sounding a little happier.

"You too" She replied tightly before pressing the 'end call' button and trying very hard not to slam the phone down on the kitchen counter.

Glaring at Rhys as he smiled at her knowingly before turning back to the television, Elizabeth wrapped both arms around her before she walked over to the sink and stared out into the back garden and the gorgeous summer day. For a long time she stood trying to calm the anger inside her, after all, it would do her no good right now. A while passed as thoughts went through her mind and slowly she calmed to a gentle simmer before she suddenly realised that she had been standing in the kitchen for half an hour. That sudden thought made her feel as if she were hiding...hiding in her own home from that asshole!...and that, well, that just didn't sit right with her current mood.

And so, turning around, Elizabeth walked back into the lounge and sat in the armchair by the couch, crossing her legs and folding her arms beneath her succulent breasts, blanking her boyfriend's jerk of a best friend as she watched the boring hockey game he had put on.

"Wondered if you were going to come back in." Rhys said with slight amusement, and when she didn't even blink at his words, totally ignoring him, he added, "Told you Karl wouldn't believe it."

Elizabeth glanced at him and smiled darkly.

"I thought my slaps would have knocked some sense into that thick head of yours." She said acidly, and Rhys smiled arrogantly.

"They were quite something." He replied, and surprisingly sounded genuinely admiring, "I like fiery women."

Elizabeth's smile this time resembled her tone.

"Well, anytime you want a slap, just ask." She said sharply, to which Rhys simply laughed.

For a long moment Elizabeth sat in silence while her irritation at Karl festered in her mind as she went over how he acted again and again...which was only made worse by the not-so-secret appreciate glances Rhys kept giving her, though that did help turn her irritation towards him instead of her boyfriend.

What was wrong with them both? Rhys was an asshole, and Karl, well, he was just too laid back and naïve at times. He knew what his friend was like, what he was like with all women -- he knew it, but he still wouldn't see that his best friend would ever be like that with his girlfriend, oh no, he trusted him too much for that. She supposed that was part of the reason she loved him in a way, at least for his lack of jealousy, after all she often did get guys hitting on her in clubs and bars, but still...

Sighing silently to herself, Elizabeth tried hard to ignore Rhys' glances which seemed to work for a little while, though she could still 'feel' him in the room, and the memory of that prick kissing her still flared more anger than usual inside her, though this time she would not let him see it. She would wait for Karl to get back and have a private word with him, let him 'see' what kind of an asshole his friend really was, then he really would throw Rhys out and he would never bother her again then!

A whole quarter of an hour of uninterrupted silence passed, blessed silence...and then Elizabeth heard a 'click'. Turning to look at Rhys, Elizabeth half-opened her mouth about to ask what he was doing when she saw the phone in his hands, which had obviously been pointed at her impressive rack, though Rhys was in the process of holding the phone's camera up to obviously take a full shot of her this time...the second 'click' sounded before Elizabeth could even get any words out.

"Damn, you should be a model." Karl's best friend said as he leaned back and studied the photos on his phone. Again, he actually sounded honestly admiring. "You know, I'm a pretty good photographer, if you want any pictures taken anytime?"

Elizabeth thought about telling him exactly what she thought about that idea, but decided against it as she remembered just how much effect that had had earlier, and so instead, she decided to play it entirely cool. And so turning back to the television she sipped her drink and totally ignored him.

The next while truly tested her patience as Rhys began making suggestive remarks or taking another picture or twelve, anything to get a reaction from her, however Elizabeth continued to watch the show on television as if she were entirely alone...oh, and that did pay off. Her boyfriend's best friend at first found her silence amusing, however the longer she went on without acknowledging him, the more he tried harder and harder until Elizabeth had to suppress a small smile at 'his' now growing irritation...that was, until he made a move to stand up...

...Elizabeth turned to see that egotistical-predator-look on Rhys' face as he stood, and a million thoughts flew through her mind, however before he could move an inch from the couch the sound of a car pulling onto the drive had Elizabeth smiling conqueringly as she swiftly got up and glided promptly towards the front door.

As she began pulling the door open to welcome her loving boyfriend, Rhys moved to her side and raised his hand in greeting to his friend. As she pulled the door fully open and gritted her teeth at being so close to the most annoying asshole she had ever met, and as Rhys raised his hand to greet his friend, Elizabeth felt his other hand slide behind her to squeeze her tight ass, resting gently on her jeans as he called out to Karl.

"About time mate, thought you had gotten lost." The guy with his hand on her ass called out.

Elizabeth looked up at him warningly, though Rhys simply gave her a proud, self-confident smile, amusement sparkling in his eyes as she reached back to pull his hand from her ass.

"Lost? I got out early...and, I got some beer, come and give me a hand if you want some." Elizabeth's boyfriend of three years replied to his friend as he pushed the car door closed, oblivious to the fact that his friend was repeatedly squeezing his girlfriend's ass as she fought to pull his hand off her.

"Rhys..." Elizabeth warned in a low, dangerous voice as Karl turned to walk to the back of the car and she tried turning to pull his hand free.

"You know you love it." The cocky, dark-haired best friend replied before he gave her ass one last squeeze, and then, patting her like she 'was' his piece of ass and grinning confidently he then swaggered off proudly towards her boyfriend.

Frowning irritably Elizabeth muttered under her breath. Not long now and he would be gone, and Elizabeth would make sure that Karl never let him near her again. Rhys had pushed it too far today by trying to kiss her...well, he had kissed her, but still...and she would make sure that he didn't get the chance again.

Watching the pair take the beer out of the car and head back towards the door, her boyfriend's friend gave her one of his self-assured smiles as Elizabeth backed up against the wall so that he had more than ample room to get passed without touching her as he made his way in. Karl followed behind with a second crate and Elizabeth was relieved when Rhys just continued through to the kitchen without incident, but just as Karl made it passed the door, Elizabeth shut it behind him and leaned quickly in to kiss him lovingly...despite the feeling of anger that still dwelled inside her after earlier, she was so glad that her boyfriend was home, she felt he would be a barrier between her and Rhys, even if he wasn't aware of it, she would make sure of that till that annoying prick was gone.

"Mmm, now I'm even more glad to be home." Her loving boyfriend said with that handsome smile of his as he stood looking down at her with those dark Latino-Italian eyes of his.

"Me too." She responded honestly, and then she took a slight breath, ready for the inevitable slug ahead as she added, "Karl, about Rhys..."

"Babe I know you don't like him, but we'll be heading out soon, so you won't have to put up with the way he is for long." He replied sweetly, still as laid back as ever as he cut her off.

Elizabeth felt that nugget of anger inside stir at her boyfriend again, however it quickly switched focus, just as she was about to snap at him, as Rhys came through to the hallway.

"If you two are planning to go at it right here the least you could do is bring the beer through so I can drink and watch at the same time." The shorter guy replied with his usual half-smile.

Elizabeth turned to snap at him instead, however before she could more than part her soft lips Karl chuckled amusedly beside her before he made his way into the lounge bantering with his 'best friend' as if he had made a comment about just any woman on the street and not his girlfriend of just over three years!!

Staring stunned at both of their backs as they headed through to the kitchen Elizabeth didn't know who to feel the more irritated with. In the end she decided to just go and get herself a drink...she would have words with both of them if they carried on being such...such...oh she could just have bit someone!

As she almost stomped into the kitchen, ignoring both of those jerks, Elizabeth may have banged the glass and bottle a little harder on the counter than she intended as she took them from the cupboards...not that either of them noticed as they swaddled off back into the lounge laughing and jeering each other. Muttering to herself, the beautiful girlfriend poured herself a full glass of wine and took a deep swig before topping it back up and rapping her fingers on the counter. It took her a couple of minutes before she finally decided she was at least calm enough to head through to them without biting their heads off. Not long now and Rhys would be gone and Karl, oh, he would get an earful at least, and he could think again if he planned any 'fun' when he got home tonight, that's for sure.

Taking a calming breath, the sexy brunette girlfriend kept that thought in mind as she walked through to the lounge, seeing her boyfriend and his friend sitting happily, the latter on the couch while the former was on the chair she had been in earlier, watching basketball on the television. That in itself didn't bother the gorgeous brunette, however the fact that Karl was either completely oblivious to her pissed off mood or simply had completely put it aside surely did. Either reason was made worse by the fact that he didn't even look around when she walked in, though Rhys noticed instantly. Oh, her sweet boyfriend was so not getting any for the next week!!

Rhys, however, turned his head and eyeing her from her feet to her face with open interest gave her a lecherous and approving smile as she stood a few feet from him.

"Beth, were you ever a cheerleader?" Her boyfriend's friend asked surprisingly. The question, not her, got her boyfriend's amused attention finally as he replied before she had a chance.

"Nah man, though she's beautiful enough to have been no doubt." Karl answered his friend with a smile. The answer from her boyfriend made Elizabeth feel warm inside, though Rhys, as usual, had to ruin it.

"No doubt about that man." Came his reply to his best friend. Nice enough words, sure, but it was the hidden insinuation behind them that shone in Rhys' eyes as he looked up at her, obviously mentally imagining her wearing a cheerleader's outfit that would show off her long, smooth legs, her slim waist and tight ass and her large, round, heavy tits...that ogling and self-assured look in Rhys' eyes deadened the momentary warmth inside the hot girlfriend.

Trying to ignore her boyfriend's friend, Elizabeth turned to smile a little more warmly at Karl.

"Thanks baby." She replied, deliberately not including Rhys in the gratitude.

Karl gave her the smile that had won her over their first date, before replying.

"Coming to join us?" He asked warmly, with a clear glint of being pleased in his eyes that she was 'trying' to tolerate his friend for him...though she wasn't, but that look and that smile...oh, it wouldn't be for long. Steeling herself, she smiled.

"Only if you're going to watch something more interesting than basketball." She replied good-naturedly and sipped her drink.

Karl smiled back at her and for a moment it was almost as if it were just the two of them, or at least them and anyone but Rhys Jenson.

"How about porn? We saw a good one about a threesome on while looking what to watch." Rhys piped up with an amused grin which made Karl laugh and Elizabeth shake her head as she sat on the arm of Karl's chair and lay her free arm on the back.

"You would suggest that." She retorted with no exasperation at all this time, after all, such a Rhysian response was inevitable, and at least it wasn't wholly insinuated at her, despite the 'threesome' part anyway. "You really should find a way of dealing with all that pent up 'inattention' you have Rhys."

The bantering response made Karl laugh and squeeze her leg, no doubt in appreciation for finally 'accepting Rhys' way' no doubt, which she hadn't, at least not his usual way of grabbing and tricking situations where he could kiss her anyway. At least when he was saying things he wasn't near her anyway.

Rhys just laughed, obviously enjoying the fact she replied back, though that spurred him on.

"Well, you could help me with that Beth..." He said, before taking a swig of his beer, and continuing as if he had had no intention of insinuating anything by those words...though Elizabeth, unlike Karl, was not that naïve, "...you've got some hot friends, ah?"

The evasion was noticeable, especially with the glint of playful amusement in Rhys' large brown eyes, though Karl seemed oblivious to it, as he apparently always was when it came to his best friend's behaviour towards her.

"Sure, that's a good idea." Karl replied, slapping her leg lightly as he turned to look up at her smiling.

Elizabeth looked at both of them, her boyfriend with his usual peaceful and serene expression and his friend smiling at his interpretation of Karl's words in conjunction with his original insinuation, as if Karl had sounded pleased about the idea of her 'helping' Rhys out with his 'inattention'.

"I don't think any of them are looking for anyone right now." She replied to Karl before turning back to add to his best friend, "Besides, aren't you the one who is always saying he can have any girl he wants?"

"Always." Rhys answered with a faint predatory glint in his eye, though this time Elizabeth knew she had outwitted him, and so she added...

"So you don't need my help at all." She said calmly, stroking Karl's hair with her free hand, knowing Rhys either had to admit defeat in his insinuations this time or come right out and say what he meant, from experience she knew her boyfriend's best friend didn't like either option.

Instead of either though, Rhys simply shifted tactics by changing the subject.

"You know you don't have to sit on the arm of a chair, there's another seat by me free." He said, once again patting the couch seat beside him invitingly.

Elizabeth sipped her drink a moment before she gave Rhys a sardonic smile.

"I'm fine where I am, thanks." She replied a little sarcastically, which seemed to make Rhys' small smile turn amused. Then Karl spoke.

"You should go sit babe." Her loving boyfriend suddenly said and Elizabeth turned to look down at him a little surprised as he knew how she felt about the guy.

Karl looked up at her with those deep eyes of his and Elizabeth could see the 'peacemaker' expression he had as if he were trying to make things between her and his best friend better.

After a moment she sighed gently to herself, and with one more look at her boyfriend, stood up and made to walk, though admittedly half-heartedly, to the couch seat the other side of Rhys.

The moment, however, she stepped over his legs that he was too ungentlemanly to move Rhys moved suddenly and grabbing her waist pulled her towards him as he spoke.

"C'mon Beth, sit..." He said as his hands found her waist and pulled her towards him. "...you're blocking the game."

The latter was obviously an add-on excuse to grab her, however Elizabeth didn't have time to think as she twisted in instinctual reaction to get away from his grasp. Rhys, though, was too quick and as he pulled her towards him, Elizabeth half spun in her attempt to avoid him and landed straight on his lap facing away from the seat she had intended to reach.

Her drink half ended on the carpet as she stumbled to sit on Rhys' lap, luckily missing her completely. It took a moment for her to realise what had happened, and to actually realise that she was now sitting on her boyfriend's best friend's lap; a guy she couldn't even stand.

With that realisation, Elizabeth tried to get up, however Rhys' hands encircled her slim waist held her on his lap though not pulled against him. Looking to Rhys' hands and then from him to Karl and back, Elizabeth tried to pry his fingers apart so she could get up, but to no avail.

"Rhys...let me up." She finally said irritably, shifting on his lap to try to free herself, however this only made her boyfriend's friend more amused.

"I would, but the game's getting good and you were blocking the screen." He replied, supporting his 'excuse' by shifting his head from side to side as he tried to peer past her as she moved about.

"Well let me go and I won't be." She replied a little more impatiently, however Rhys had no intention of letting her go now he had her sitting on him.

"When the adverts come on, Beth." He replied sounding as amused as his smile showed him to be. "And quit squirming your ass, unless you want to sit uncomfortably for the next ten minutes."

It took a moment for Elizabeth to register what he meant by those words but when she realised her eyes widened and she did indeed stop struggling, looking up first at him before turning to look at her loving boyfriend for help. That was when she noticed that Karl looked as amused as Rhys did!

"Karl, will you tell your friend!" She exclaimed, no longer struggling though her hand rested on Rhys' around her waist, waiting for any sign of them loosening so she could free herself.

Her sweet, loving, caring boyfriend of just over three years then shook his head. He shook his head! And with a very amused smile at that! And to make it worse, he added...

"Sorry babe, gotta wait till the adverts. Can't come between a man and his game." He answered her with the same amused tone his 'best friend' had.

Elizabeth sat and stared for a moment at him - her boyfriend - completely dumbfounded, but then her irritation sparked hot again.

Here was her boyfriend, sitting opposite her, finding it amusing that his best friend (who he knew was a 'player' kind of a guy), who she constantly told him was always hitting on her, who had blatantly insinuated he would have a hard-on if she kept squirming, and who was holding her on his lap, and who he knew she couldn't stand, and he sided with him!?

Karl was always laid back, and she knew it would take a lot for him to see just what his 'best friend' was really like, but this...this should show him! But all he could obviously see was some bantering or playing around because 'that's how Rhys was'!

The gorgeous brunette's ire suddenly moved once again from the guy whose lap she was sitting on to her sweet boyfriend sitting opposite them.

"Karl! Don't you care that your friend has your girlfriend sitting on his lap!?" She exclaimed smoulderingly.

For an answer, Karl's smile simply grew a little more amused. Amused! He thought it was all just his friend playing around! The earlier annoyance she had felt came flooding back as she stared heatedly into her boyfriend's eyes, yet Karl simply sat back and gave her a warm smile before turning his attention to the game.

Indignation flared inside the hot girlfriend, and so she broke the silence.

"Fine!" She replied irritably and turned her attention to her drink, releasing her grasp on Rhys' fingers and not moving an inch when he relaxed his grip and rested one hand on her jean-clad thighs while the other still held her slim waist. Even though she could get up now if she wanted, she was too angry at Karl for being an asshole to do so. So he found it alright for her to sit on his friend's lap did he?...

Turning to look at the television, Elizabeth sipped her drink and deliberately didn't say anything to Karl, though he didn't say anything either, no doubt he really was fine about it all, probably just seeing it as good 'friends' behaviour, which she might if it wasn't Rhys' lap she was sitting on.

A few minutes passed in silence, before suddenly she began to feel Rhys' hand that was resting on her jean-covered thighs begin to gently move very slightly as his fingers softly moved back and forth, lightly rubbing her leg.

Turning to look at him and about to say something, Elizabeth didn't get a chance to speak as Rhys turned to speak to her boyfriend.

"What time's J.V. heading over?" He asked curiously, his fingers moving a little more now, though still too subtle to catch Karl's eye.

"Shouldn't be too long now," Her boyfriend answered before he gave her another amused smile, "He said he'd be over soon, after he's grabbed something to eat."

Frowning inside at the fact her boyfriend really was so cool about her sitting on another guy's lap...why wasn't he jealous?...Elizabeth sat there stubbornly, as she listened to them both.

"Man, I could do with something to eat, feeling pretty starved myself." Rhys replied, and Karl glanced at the clock and nodded.

"We should order pizza or something." He said, "Shouldn't take long."

"Sure man, sounds good." Karl's best friend responded, before adding with a small, almost undetectable insinuation, "Would have preferred a good 'roast' though, but pizza will do till I get some."

To subtly punctuate the insinuation that her sweet boyfriend didn't pick up on, Rhys ever-so-slightly raised then lowered his knees, causing Elizabeth to bounce faintly on his lap, her drink swirling dangerously close to coming over the top of the glass.

Karl seemed amused, as if she had almost fell off Rhys' lap, but Elizabeth wasn't so naïve and turned to glare at his 'best friend'...though she was still too annoyed at Karl to actually get up, at least for now anyway. The dangerous light in her large blue-green eyes told him she knew what kind of 'roast' he had been talking about...a 'spit-roast' with her in the middle...and made sure he knew exactly what she thought of that. Though as always, it was like water off a duck's back with Rhys, who simply smiled amusedly and swigged his beer before winking at her and turning back to look at his friend.

"Seems Beth's had too much to drink." He commented, amusedly reinforcing her boyfriend's notion that she had indeed almost fell off his lap.

Elizabeth didn't know who to frown at more, Rhys for being an ass, or Karl for believing him. Once more she took a sip of her drink.

"So what shall we get?" Rhys asked, before answering his own question, and Elizabeth almost knew what he was going to say before he said it. "How about sausage? Everyone likes sausage? You like sausage don't you Beth?" He asked with that small, playfully-self-assured smile of his.

Elizabeth gave him a sardonic smile before she replied by turning to look at Karl, completely blanking the man on whose lap she was sitting.

"I'll have whatever you want Karl." She said, with a hint he should have picked up on that he should know there was something not quite right in her tone.

However in typical style, Karl simply gave her a loving smile as if she had told him how much she loved him...which was true, but she could still be annoyed at him at the same time though dammit...and nodded before he stood up to head to the phone.

The moment Karl headed into the kitchen Rhys' attention instantly turned to her.

"Comfortable?" He asked with a cocky tone, his hand now began openly stroking her thigh.

"Not really." She replied blandly, pushing his hand from her leg at least twice before she added. "You're legs are too bony." They weren't, but she had to say something.

Rhys obviously knew perfectly well why she was actually still sitting there, unlike her sweet boyfriend, however he still couldn't resist commenting on her words as he finally gave in and stopped trying to stroke her legs and instead used his other hand to pull her closer towards him.

"You should get more comfortable then." He said as he pulled her to him.

Startled for a moment, at first Elizabeth slid right close to him, her side resting against his chest and his face close to her soft cheek, before she regained her composure and slapped his shoulder and moved a little further away from him, though only a touch, as it was actually a little more comfortable, and she may as well be comfortable while being pissed off at Karl. Still, she replied...

"You're such an asshole." Before sipping her drink again and looking towards the kitchen.

"Yeah, but you love it really." Rhys responded, once more jolting his knees so she bounced up on his lap, though this time with a little more force and her drink actually did spill over the top, running down her chin as she tried to drink while some spilled onto her lap. Of course, Rhys found this most amusing, and most enjoyable, as he added, "Man, you look hot like that" in a tone that was both truly appreciative and arrogant.

Either way, the movement and subsequent spilling only pissed Elizabeth off more and so this time she punched him in the shoulder, causing her boyfriend's friend to actually cry out softly in pain.

"Fucking asshole." She grunted irritably as she wiped her chin and brushed her jean-clad thighs.

Rhys simply watched with a smile and glint in his eyes that said he was either imagining something like a wet t-shirt contest or something very similar to what had happened, only a lot dirtier. Either way, Elizabeth shook her head and cast him a look as she wiped her legs. Then she looked up as Karl walked back in to the lounge, folding the pizza flyer in his hands.

"It'll be about twenty-five minutes." Her boyfriend announced as he reached for the beer he had left by his chair.

Deciding to leave the splatter of wet patches now over her jeans Elizabeth nodded to Karl's announcement, though she was still not best pleased with him, before she once more turned to look at the television. Her glance was only brief as suddenly the doorbell rang and all three of them looked round towards the open door to the hall, though none but perhaps Karl who was standing, could see the front door.

As Elizabeth glimpsed up at her boyfriend he answered the question in her eyes before she could speak.

"That'll probably be J. V." He stated and Elizabeth nodded slightly at the mention of her boyfriend's friend's name, one of the guys he and Rhys would be heading out with that night.

At least with J. V. at the door, the stunning brunette girlfriend thought, this could only mean it wouldn't be long before the three of them headed out to the bar to meet up with their other friend, Donny, then she would be free of Karl's asshole 'best friend' -- and her boyfriend for that matter, he wasn't being much better.

"Thought it was the pizza, ah, Beth?" Rhys quipped with an amused twist to his lips before he sipped his beer, his eyes on her pretty face for once.

"You're so funny." She responded sarcastically before once more looking towards Karl as he smirked at his friend amusedly before heading out towards the front door.

As Elizabeth heard her boyfriend open the door, Rhys prodded her side, causing her to jump squirmishly a moment from the nervous-ticklish response before she turned to half-glare at him.

"So you are ticklish, I'll have to remember that." Rhys said, seeming both amused and for some odd reason, a little smug.

Arching a cool eyebrow, Elizabeth asked him, in a very nonchalant manner, and showing perhaps a little of her irritation towards him, why.

"Because it makes you squirm." Her boyfriend's best friend answered, his smugness growing, and Karl's beautiful girlfriend suddenly realised why as he once again 'bounced' her on his lap again, adding "And I love it when you squirm on me Beth."

Rhys' words were punctuated with a self-assured smile that glinted in those large brown eyes of his just as he bounced her on his lap, causing her to land sharply on something hard that dug into her tight, jean-clad ass.

The hot brunette girlfriend's eyes suddenly widened, and not for the fact some more of her drink spilled over her glass all over her large, t-shirt-covered, luscious 36D tits, but as she suddenly realised exactly what that hard bulge was in her boyfriend's friend's lap...and it most certainly wasn't his cell.

At first Elizabeth didn't know what to do, and so she simply sat there, slightly wet and sitting smack bang right on her boyfriend's best friend's bulging hard-on, speechless, with all thoughts out of her head. Not because it felt big or anything, though now the thought had come to mind it felt more than a little...reality suddenly crashed back as Rhys' expression of smug conceitedness abruptly registered in the stunning brunette's mind and she reacted instinctively.

"Fucking jerk!" She snapped and had a knee-jerk reaction and tossed what little remained of her drink in Rhys' face, which though not much still had the desired effect, before swiftly jumping off his lap and turning to face him, tossing the glass onto his lap. "You're a fucking arrogant pig Rhys!"

Her boyfriend's best friend, wiping the liquid from his face, only grinned more, even going so far as to chuckle gently as he looked up at his best friend's girl, the woman he had just knowingly made bounce on his bulging jeans!

Just then, as if on perfect cue, with Rhys sitting more soaked than Elizabeth was as she stood there glaring at him angrily, in walked Karl and J. V., who Elizabeth, in the moment, had completely forgotten were in the same house.

Both guys glanced from Elizabeth, with her now spottled-wet-patch-covered yellow t-shirt to Rhys with his wet face and half-soaked shirt.

"We having water fights before heading out?" J. V. asked curiously, in his usual calmly-witty demeanour.

"No idea." Karl replied amusedly as he looked between his girlfriend and his best friend with a grin.

Elizabeth eyed all three guys a little dangerously as she thought of what to say. It wasn't like she could really have a go at Karl about Rhys, even though he knew what would happen when he bounced her on his lap it wasn't like he had pulled her hand onto his fucking bulging jeans, and if she told Karl he would simply say it was an accident which no doubt Rhys would say it was before making some sly comment about her being the cause of it all and he couldn't have helped it. Of course, her sweet, loving boyfriend would believe his friend...the fact the story was really believable this time only made it more infuriating...as he always did, regardless of the fact his 'best friend' had had her bounce on his bulging hard-on...no, she couldn't say anything, and though J. V. hadn't done anything he didn't escape what Elizabeth finally did decide to do.

Eyeing each of them, Rhys sharply and Karl angrily, Elizabeth threw up her hands scowling.

"Agh! Men!" She growled before she stomped off passed them all into the hall.

"You alright Beth?" Karl called after her, STILL sounding as calm and laid-bloody-back as ever.

"I'm fine!" She called back, obviously not so as she stomped up the stairs. "I'm going to take a shower!" At least by the time she got out all three of them would fuck off and she could finally get some peace!

"Alright babe." Came her boyfriend's sweet reply, which only made the infuriated brunette stomp upstairs even louder, slamming the bathroom door behind herself a few moments later as she headed for what she hoped would be blessed bliss...only the most irritating night of her life wasn't over yet, it was all going to get much worse until something the sexy 24-year-old girlfriend would never expect would happen...for now though, she simply shrugged out of her damp clothes and headed into the warm embrace of the shower, oblivious as everyone else to what was about to occur...

Rhys Jenson placed the empty glass on the coffee table in front of him, smirking to himself as he took a deep swig of his beer and once more settled back into the couch. He had always loved the ladies, especially the unattainable ones, and he didn't always get the women he went for, sometimes, but not all the time, but he did enjoy the chase. Especially with his friend's girlfriend. It was more than obvious that Elizabeth hadn't been able to stand him since the moment he had first met her and kissed her, and the more he hit on her, the less and less she liked him. But Karl always believed that charm of his, and though his friend had seen him sweet talk more than a few ladies in his time, he had no doubt that Rhys would never try anything with his girlfriend.

Rhys himself was unsure whether he would ever try anything with his best friend's girl, even if she did want to. Despite kissing her and ogling her, he didn't know if he could actually bring himself to nail his friend's girlfriend of just over three years. She was incredibly hot, and he had no qualms with other things, but actually banging her? Karl was his 'best friend' after all, there were limits a guy just didn't cross.

The illogical nature of the argument didn't enter Rhys' mind as the image and feel of Elizabeth Alexander sitting on his lap once more blinked into his mind and his smirk deepened to a self-assured smile as a thought came to him. Oh, if he could pull this off it would be legendary. He just had to time it right.

"...she'll be cool." Karl finished saying to J. V. as their friend sat next to Rhys on the couch and Karl handed him a beer.

"She having a shower to cool down?" Rhys asked amusedly and Karl smiled.

"Yeah, she'll be in there for hours." His best friend replied, his arms resting on his knees as he glanced at the television and took a swig of his beer.

Rhys' self-assured smile filtered into him as his best friend confirmed exactly what he thought he had remembered Karl telling him once before, that Beth always took ages in the bath or the shower, it was her space. Well, the whole house was her space really, but the bathroom more so than anywhere barring the bed itself...which gave Rhys some rather interesting thoughts of what she wore to bed at night...

Shaking himself from such pleasant thoughts, the first part of Rhys' idea fell into place...now it was time to place the second. The excitement of the plan made him want to rush, but patience was a virtue here.

For the next fifteen minutes the three of them sat and joked, bantered, made comments about anything and everything on the television as they flicked through the channels, and opened another beer each, before Rhys spoke, changing the subject from whatever it was J. V. happened to have said...only one thing was really on Rhys' mind right then.

"Karl, how long has it been since we've all just hung out man?" He asked as he leant forward, resting his arms on his knees.

"What, you mean at yours or mine?" He replied questioningly and with Rhys' nod, continued by raising his eyebrows as he blew out his cheeks. "Man, it's got to have been some time. I can't remember to be honest."

Nodding, J. V. added that he too couldn't remember either.

"Sitting here like this just got me thinking about it." Rhys said in response as he turned to look at what was on the television a moment, some half-naked girl doing something with some car, before he continued. "It's cool just hanging out again."

Both of the other two nodded their agreement, and Rhys gave them both a moment before he spoke up again with his main objective, though subtly.

"I don't know about you guys, but I think we should hang out like this more often." He said and watched as the other two nodded again, turning that thought over in their minds, then Rhys was about to add the second piece of his plan when J. V. suddenly spoke up, saying exactly what he had planned to say.

"Well I don't know about you guys, but I'd rather hang here than head out tonight. I haven't got much money till I get paid next week, and this couch is more comfortable than the bar's stools." He piped up, and Rhys could have grinned from ear to ear and kissed the guy...if he wanted to blow what he had in mind anyway.

Trying his best to appear nonchalant, Rhys looked to Karl who looked at him as if asking what he thought and so he shrugged just as if he were entirely indifferent to the idea. His best friend thought a moment before he nodded to J. V.

"Sounds like a plan." He said finally and Rhys felt a surge of excitement pulse through him as he realised that he was one step closer to what he had in mind. This truly would be legendary.

That was when he thought of something entirely brilliant.

"Will Beth be cool with this?" He asked, trying to sound perhaps a little concerned while inside he was patting himself on the back. When she found out he wasn't leaving, which she had made oh so clear she was looking forward to, Beth was going to hit the roof, but now he would look like the good guy by seeming concerned, not to mention that the idea wasn't 'officially' his. Oh, this was going perfect.

"Yeah, sure man, she'll be cool when she gets out of the shower. The water and peace will calm her down." Karl replied sounding entirely sure and certain, and Rhys had to hand it to him, nothing Beth had done indicated that she would be anything but furious about it, but Karl did know her better and was good at soothing that fieriness she had, no doubt because of how they felt for each other. Perhaps his friend was right, perhaps the stunningly gorgeous brunette wouldn't explode when she heard, though there was little doubt she would be at least annoyed, that worked perfectly for Rhys...more time to spend around her trying to hit on her after all.

"What about Donny?" J. V. suddenly asked, and both of them looked at him questioningly. "He said he'd meet us at the bar, remember?"

Nodding, it was Rhys that came up with a solution this time to make sure no one thought it 'better' to just head out to after all.

"Ah, you know Donny," He began to reply, "When we don't show he'll just head round here after a few drinks with his workmates, he knows we're all meeting here anyway."

The other two nodded again and finally Rhys sat back on the couch, smiling to himself as he took another swig from his beer while the conversation turned to something else now that was decided and Karl and J. V. made themselves more comfortable.

Rhys did also, at least for another fifteen minutes or so, just enough time for the other guys to focus on something, which happened to be a debate about Karl and J. V.'s respective rival basketball teams. And so, with the little conversation about Karl's girlfriend forgotten, and without Rhys having heard any noises signalling the end of Elizabeth's marathon shower, Rhys put the final piece to his legendary plan in action as he leaned forward and took another huge swig, finishing off his beer before putting it on the coffee table, before he slapped his thighs and stood.

"Damn, how many have you been giving me Karl?" He asked, acting a little more tipsy than what he actually was. The other two guys laughed at him, calling him 'lightweight', before he continued. "Lightweight? Fuck, get me another drink while I go take a piss, shit I must need to empty four bottles worth, you bastard..."

The other two laughed again before Karl stood up swigging his own half-empty beer. Rhys simply shook his head at the pair, muttering 'lightweight', much to their amusement, as he headed towards the hall. The moment he was out of sight and took his first step on the stairs, he smiled confidently to himself.

Karl may have momentarily forgotten that his girlfriend was still in the shower, but Rhys definitely had not, and it had all come off much better than he had planned. Now he just had to head up and pretend to 'accidentally' stumble into the bathroom without realising in his 'tipsy' state that Beth was still in the shower to get a good, dick-hardening look at the hot, sexy, big-titted 24-year-old brunette girlfriend naked and soaking in the shower. If she asked him in, that would be awesome, but even if she simply flew into a rage, as Rhys expected, it would still be a legendary moment, actually seeing his friend's stunningly hot girlfriend completely naked.

As he quietly and softly made his way up the staircase, the intensity of what he was about to do grew inside him...well, he was just a guy after all, and it wasn't like he was actually screwing her anyway...oh, this would be so good...

Karl sat back in the relaxing confines of the chair listening to J. V. telling him some story that he promised would be hilarious but right then seemed both rather random and a little confusing. Still, hanging out with his friends and drinking was always a good pass time, especially with 'the guys', though of course Donny had yet to arrive and Rhys had just headed to the bathroom.

Rhys. That guy really cracked him up. There weren't many guys that a guy could really say had his back, but Karl knew his best friend always had, even if his way with women often had them all having to leave early as some woman's husband found out Rhys had tried it on with his wife, or the woman herself had slapped him for the way he was. Rhys was just a playful flirt, and while he had been known to follow up on that, even with what Karl thought were the wrong women...married ones usually...his personality was just the way he was, and he was mostly harmless, and he was a good guy.

Not that Beth could see it. Thinking of his beautiful girlfriend made Karl smile faintly, though J. V. thought it was to do with something he'd said in his story as he too grinned deeper as he continued embellishing the tale. But Beth was everything Karl had ever dreamt and more, and what was more, he was to her, and even though she got along with his other friends, while she couldn't stand...well, while she hated...Rhys, Karl could understand. Beth liked to have fun, and didn't mind a little friendly flirting, but Rhys was Rhys and consequently their personalities simply clashed. Not that that affected his best friend at all, despite it affecting his girlfriend. Still, one day he and Beth would get married and Karl hoped that both would find a common ground, a way to get along better. Until then he had to do his best to help bring them together.

As the laid-back boyfriend sat and swigged his beer, finally realising he had missed half of his friend's story by losing himself in thought, little did he know that right then his 'best friend' was creeping softly up the stairs before reaching the bathroom door. Though locked, Rhys had no trouble opening the lock from the outside as the door had one of those two-way locks so that anyone could get in from the outside in cases of emergency. While Karl drank and tried to catch on to his friend's tale, his best friend softly lowered the door handle and gently pushed the door open, knowing full well that Karl's hot 24-year-old brunette girlfriend of just over three years was naked in the shower, fully intending to catch a glimpse of that stunningly sexy body she often hinted at but had, and would, never reveal to him.

As Karl continued to sit oblivious downstairs, his friend took his first step into the steamy bathroom...

The hot water cascaded like warm rain, running down the luscious curves and soft Italian-honey skin of Elizabeth Alexander as she leaned her head back, running her slender fingers through her long brown hair, her eyes closed and her beautiful face poised to look up into the water as it soaked her body, running down over the slopes of her large, firm but soft 36D tits, down over her slim waist and flat stomach, all the way down her body...it was a sight that would make any man drool and more.

Standing there in the falling water, Elizabeth felt every worry and every thought wash away as the water drummed against her soft, smooth skin. That was partly why she loved having a shower, and partly why Karl often made fun of her for having such 'marathon showers'. It just helped her feel relaxed, and she had always loved the rain, especially walking in it...and most especially having sex in it. That thought turned her soft, full pink lips into a dirty smile as she thought of the countless times she and Karl had simulated exactly that right there in the shower, not to mention the other times actually out in the rain.

Running her hands down her slender neck, Elizabeth kept her eyes closed and her face looking into the water as it rained down on her forcefully. Gently her hands slid down to cup and cover her full, heavy tits, squeezing them hard once, roughly pinching her hardening nipples before once more allowing her hands to continue their journey down over her flat stomach, onto the tops of her thighs. Oh, she wanted so much now to move her hands together, to relieve some of this tension that was building within her at the thought of her handsome boyfriend and her in the shower together...it was a shame he was heading out that night, they could have enjoyed 'getting clean' together, by getting very dirty right where she was standing.

A shiver of lust passed through the 24-year-old girlfriend's hot body before she finally let out a soft breath and opened her eyes, reluctantly moving her hands from her legs before she could take care of that tension and wiping the water from her face as she let the warm water rain down on her hair. There was enough time to do that later, and saving it up would mean Karl would get an extra special treat, and she would get an extra big release.

That thought almost made her hands descend once more, however Elizabeth used the movement to instead reach for the shampoo, squeezing the pearly-white liquid into the palm of her hand; trying hard not to think of what it reminded her of.

As Elizabeth rubbed the thick liquid into her soft hand, lathering it up before she began stroking it through her long brunette hair, she was unaware of the two-way lock being opened from the outside and of the handle gently lowering before the door silently, and oh so slowly opened, admitting her boyfriend's best friend who was wearing the biggest smile he had ever had, and no wonder really, everything was going to plan perfectly for him.

Humming to herself contentedly, Elizabeth massaged the frothy liquid through her hair, enjoying the feel of the warm water raining down on her face as Rhys stood staring lustfully at her slender silhouetted shape behind the shower curtain...

Rhys' lips twisted slightly in a pleased smile as he left the door open and stared at the gorgeous outline of his friend's girlfriend as she ran her fingers through her hair, obviously washing the shampoo she had just rubbed in away. Her large tits stood firmly and Rhys could faintly make out the outline of her nipples as Beth turned and leaned her head back, letting the water run through her hair and wash the thick shampoo away. Even obscured by the cloudy shower curtain Karl's girlfriend looked hot, especially as she ran her hands down over her proud rack down over her flat stomach to rest on her wonderfully tight ass right in front of him.

Of course, she had no idea that her boyfriend's best friend was standing right outside the shower curtain watching her, but that was all about to change. Rhys' smile deepened as he moved to reach slowly for the edge of the curtain, intending on peeling it back slightly so that he could peek at the wondrous beauty behind it, however as he edged closer, his hand about to take a gentle hold of the plastic material, a noise suddenly came from downstairs that sounded like the lounge door opening.

Surprised at the sudden sound and thinking someone may be coming upstairs who could catch him, Rhys acted on instinct and pulled away from the shower, backing away, however in his haste to look innocent Karl's best friend didn't see the shelf on the wall as he moved away from the shower. Stumbling back into the wooden shelf, Rhys only had enough time to turn his head as he felt his back bang into it and watch as several bottles of various bathroom things teetered and fell, clattering noisily to the floor.

Almost instantly, while Rhys still stood staring in that split second at the bottles now littering the bare bathroom tiles, he heard the curtain move...

"RHYS!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Elizabeth cried loudly after screaming in surprise at seeing her boyfriend's best friend standing opposite her as she clung to the shower curtain for protection.

For a moment Rhys looked unsure, an odd expression on his usually self-assured cocky face, as he stared from the bottles to where she stood hiding behind the shower curtain, her heart pounding in her chest from surprise as she glared at him with shock and anger. However, that hesitancy only lasted a moment before once more that cocky smile spread on Karl's friend's face and his leering eyes looked her up and down, despite the fact she was hidden behind the blurry shower curtain. Still, Elizabeth felt as if she were standing exposed in front of him, well, she was, but she felt as if she didn't even have the little cover that the shower curtain offered.

"I thought you might like someone to scrub your back." He replied confidently as he straightened, moving away from the dishevelled shelf and eyed her once more with very open interest.

"KARL!!" Elizabeth screamed, glancing momentarily towards the door before returning her eyes to the man ogling her.

Barely a breath had passed when Karl came rushing through the bathroom door, looking around like some startled animal before looking between the two of them. Elizabeth clung tighter to the shower curtain as Rhys' eyes sparkled and he hid his smile, though she was careful to keep herself from pressing against the plastic material so she didn't give that annoying prick...who had deliberately walked in on her when she was having a shower!...anything more to gawp at.

"What's going on? What happened? We heard screaming?" Her boyfriend in a tone that matched his expression, obviously not realising that he had just walked into the bathroom where his girlfriend had been showering and his friend was standing there with the door open.

"You're asshole of a friend came in while I was in the shower!" Elizabeth answered half-angrily and half-shakily, she was still in shock from finding Rhys outside the shower. "The fucking pervert was trying to watch me!"

Karl's eyes swung to his friend, however Rhys spoke first, his expression all innocent as he held up his hands looking wrongly accused.

"What? No man, I'd never do that! I just came up to take a piss like I said and walked in and stumbled into the shelf, then I heard Elizabeth scream." Rhys protested, and if Elizabeth hadn't have been so angry and stunned right then she may have admired the fact that he actually sounded like he believed it all. "I forgot you were in here, honest, Beth, I must have had too much. Sorry. Sorry."

"The door was locked Rhys!" She replied angrily, however once more her boyfriend's best friend had a reply.

"It was open Beth, I swear." He replied to her before he looked innocently at Karl. "Honest man, if I'd have remembered Beth was in here I'd have come back down, there's no way I'd have forgotten if the door was locked."

Karl looked at his best friend for a moment, still looking startled, before he turned to look at her as she huddled as best she could behind the protective cover she held in front of her naked body.

"Are you sure you locked the door Beth?" He asked and her wide eyes suddenly shifted from warily watching Rhys to staring wide-eyed in astonishment at her boyfriend.

He had caught his friend in the bathroom when his girlfriend was naked in the shower and he still questioned her!?! Anger at his audacity suddenly rushed through her. Rhys, it was expected of, that fucking asshole, but Karl? And now!?

"Yes of course I'm sure!" She half-yelled in indignation.

Karl glanced back to Rhys, an unreadable look passing between them as the latter maintained his 'not guilty' expression, before Karl once more looked back at her, a placating look to his eyes.

"You sure babe? It's easy done." He said, and he must have noticed the sudden dangerous look in Elizabeth's eyes as he once more, for fuck's sake, sided with his friend over her, as he quickly added, looking away from her to the door handle. "Perhaps the lock's broken, I'll have a look at it tomorrow."

As her boyfriend eyed the lock, Elizabeth caught Rhys smiling smugly to himself at her, though the innocent-mask once more returned when she turned to glare at him. As Karl once more looked to her, she turned her now fuming eyes back on him as he smiled stupidly-soothingly at her.

"I can't fucking believe you." She growled angrily, before leaning back into the shower and roughly cutting the pair of them off as she violently pulled the curtain back and glared at the wall in the shower cubicle.

For a moment she heard the two muttering, Rhys apologising and reinforcing his made up story sounding oh so fucking innocent this time - fuck she hated him - and Karl being his usual laid back believing-his-friend and trying-to-sit-on-the-fence kind of self. Both only made her more pissed off, though Karl more so because she expected this kind of shit from Rhys, but surely after catching him in the bathroom while she was in the shower should have been an eye-opener. Forcefully she grabbed a bottle of shower crème and began shaking it angrily, shame it wasn't either of their necks. How dare he question her! He should trust her over anyone, she'd never lied to him and Karl knew what his asshole of a friend was like, he just wouldn't see it when it came to himself...truly not until he actually caught him ripping her clothes off!

Slamming the bottle back down on the shower's shelf, Elizabeth growled to herself...and here she had been thinking about treating Karl to a shower scene...that fucking asshole. All of the earlier irritation at how her boyfriend had acted and his idiot friend once more boiled within her and that made her more pissed off...the shower was her place of relaxing, and now she couldn't even have that.

She couldn't wait for them all to fuck off out tonight, she thought as she glared at the wall letting the water fall over her...perhaps she could get a punching bag from somewhere. That asshole...would serve him right if Rhys had seen her naked, though even then he would probably have believed his friend's excuse.

Thinking of what an asshole her boyfriend could be...Rhys, of course, went without saying...Elizabeth tried to think of a way to release her irritation as she half-heartedly finished her shower.

The air inside the house was warm, yet her and Karl's bedroom still remained quite cool due to the window that they hardly ever closed. Elizabeth thought as she made her way through the door from the bathroom a few minutes later, a large fluffy terracotta towel wrapped around her luscious 24-year-old body, her hair hanging wet down her exposed shoulders, as she pattered across the carpeted floor and straight to the wardrobe. Rummaging through her clothes for a moment, she suddenly realized just how rough she was being as she pulled the hangers across the bar forcefully and muttered to herself as she finally pulled out the dress she had stopped on before she actually tore some of her favourite clothes...there was no way she was going to do that because of those two pricks.

So, a few moments later, Elizabeth had her long light brown hair held up and back in a high ponytail, dried a few moments before, as she reached back tying the thin ribbon-like straps of her red and yellow flowery halter-neck summer dress, a dress that complimented her Italian-honey skin perfectly, behind her neck. The thin material strained tightly around her large, round tits and clung softly to her flat stomach and slim waist, draping deliciously over her tight ass as the stunning 24-year-old girlfriend arched her back with her arms up and behind her neck. Of course, as the dress left her slender shoulders and back bare, Elizabeth had chosen not to wear the bra that matched her red lace underwear, though there really was no need with the support the dress offered her impressive rack, though she was grateful it was a warm night so that her nipples weren't likely to press through the material...well, at least not when she finished tying the straps as she was anyway.

While she could have tied it before she pulled the slender, silky material over her firm, hot body, she had acquired a knack for tying her dresses like this over some years, she had always been independent and whenever something seemed like a challenge, well, she just had to see if she could do it. Elizabeth, and Karl especially, always liked the way it fell over her curves as she tied it this way. She had a gorgeous body, and the stunning brunette was not afraid to be honest about that. Her boyfriend however would not be seeing her putting this thing on, and the way he was behaving, he may not see her take it off either. Still, she would have the house to herself soon, so deep breaths, which once more emphasised her firm rack as they heaved lustfully up and down with her breathing, and soon a smile brightened her beautiful face once more...she would have peace again. The soft touches of faint pink make-up above her eyes, gently dusting her cheeks and painting her soft, gentle lips, added that slight extra tinge to her already attractive features and outlined her large blue-green eyes as she smiled prettily into the mirror before her.

"There" She said sounding pleased, her hands falling to smooth the soft, thin material over her stomach and thighs, the skirt reaching mid-way down the firm, enticing flesh. "Much better"

She meant those last words in more than one way. Not only did she feel and look nice, but she felt better having been away from Rhys and Karl for so long, not to mention letting the fact of their soon departure settle into her mind. A whole pleasant evening to herself...oh, she would never complain about time alone again after tonight.

With a small, self-satisfied nod to herself, Elizabeth Alexander, the beautiful 24-year-old girlfriend of three years, turned and made her way out of the bedroom and towards the stairs, her step suddenly feeling much lighter. Of course, little did the hot brunette girlfriend know that her feeling of contentment was not going to last.

Rhys Jenson sat with a smug grin on his face as he rolled the bottle of beer J.V. had just handed him between his palms, satisfied with how the evening had turned out. Well, he could have been more satisfied, after all, he hadn't gotten a glimpse of Beth in all her naked glory in the shower, but still, he had managed to kiss her and have her sit on his lap. That was more than he had ever anticipated achieving with his friend's stunning brunette girlfriend as she avoided him like the plague most of the time. Still, with a whole night ahead of them now they weren't heading out, he had a whole night to enjoy watching that sexy bitch parading around, with that huge, firm rack and tight swaying ass and stunningly gorgeous face...Rhys shifted slightly as his dick began to harden at the thoughts.

He had just caught on to what Karl and J.V. were talking about...something about heading to a game next weekend...when the door to the hall behind them opened and in walked Beth.

While Karl and J.V. both nodded with a welcoming smile as the knockout 24-year-old walked into the lounge, just as if she were one of their friends, Rhys had to try hard to keep his eyes from widening and once more had to shift his position on the couch as his dick abruptly stood at attention.

Beth looked...well...fucking hot! She always did but that gentle dress outlined her stunning body perfectly, even though it was not exactly tight, and the inch or two of impressive cleavage instantly drew his eye, not to mention the gentle bounce of her soft, heavy tits as she slowly made her way from the open door into the lounge, smiling softly at Karl and J.V., which faded as her eyes once more fell on him.

Doing his best not to clear his throat which suddenly felt dry as the hottest chick he had ever seen looked at him...albeit disapprovingly...Rhys gave Beth one of his best confident smiles, to which she simply rolled her eyes and folded her slim arms beneath her large breasts as she once more turned to look at her boyfriend.

Rhys' eyes followed hers, watching the two who had been with each other for a long time now in his eyes.

"Hey babe" Karl greeted her in a friendly tone, his eyes unlike Rhys' resting solely on her beautiful features. "Feel better now?" He asked referring to her shower.

Beth looked at him for a moment, her hands unconsciously moving to gently straighten the dress over her slender hips before she answered.

"Yep" She replied simply before once more her arms folded beneath that wondrous rack.

Rhys couldn't quite put his finger on it, but some how he knew that Karl had just done something to irritate his girlfriend, though he didn't seem to notice and Rhys couldn't quite figure it out.

"Cool" His friend said with his usual laid-back smile which seemed to bring a twinkle to her blue-green eyes which deepened Rhys' suspicion that Karl was putting his foot in it somehow.

However, Rhys had his own comment he wanted to make. So, putting his friend's potential misdemeanour out of his mind, he rested one arm on the back of the couch behind J.V. as he looked at Beth with a smirk of open appreciation.

"Looking good Beth." He said into the opening, his tone confident and as appreciative as his eyes looked her up and down before he added, "Very good."

As always his best friend's girlfriend frowned at his words and his expression, though he hadn't openly said or insinuated anything she could call him down for, and so she murmured her thanks before she glanced back at Karl who simply smiled at her before looking to J.V and then the television.

The sudden tightening of Karl's girlfriend's eyes seemed to Rhys to make the whole impression that his friend was digging himself deeper into some kind of hole even more poignant, though he still couldn't quite put his finger on why...that was when Beth once more straightened the smooth summer dress over her flat stomach, hips and thighs before once more folding her arms beneath her breasts, her mouth pouting slightly as she looked from her boyfriend to the television...it all suddenly made sense to him then.

Here was Beth, looking absolutely dick-hardening-ly stunning in her fitted summer dress that hung on her shapely body, emphasising yet hiding every curve of that wondrous sculpture, and yet Karl had taken as much notice of what she looked like as he had the television or his friend! Rhys liked Karl, they were best friends after all, but how his friend could be so blind and stupid Rhys couldn't believe. Either that or he was simply taking this gorgeous creature for granted!

Well, he wasn't going to complain. It seemed like Beth's ire was now being aimed at Karl rather than him, at least she hadn't scowled at him or anything after his comment, whether she could reply or not she would usually have done that, but now it seemed the foxy 24-year-old was more than displeased with his friend, which Rhys couldn't blame her for, but he was certainly going to try to exploit.

He and Karl may be best friends, but all is fair in love and war, and Beth had made his dick solid in that dress. Rhys pondered how best to take advantage of the present situation as Karl and J.V. made some joke as the television droned on in the background.

Elizabeth couldn't believe that Karl hadn't noticed how she looked! He had basically just said 'hello' before going back to talking to his friends. It wasn't as if he hadn't noticed her, he had done that much at least, but he hadn't even said how nice she looked! Even Rhys had done that, though if he hadn't that would have been a shock. But after how he had been all night, his not commenting...no, he hadn't even noticed!...on how she had dressed...in his favourite dress of all things!...had Elizabeth in a quiet, dangerous mood as she stood silently, arms folded beneath her breasts, either staring silently at Karl wondering if he ever would notice, or at the television.

That was, until Rhys spoke.

"Hey Beth, you look a little tense." Karl's best friend noted, that 'player' smile on his face once more as he looked at her like she was another would-be conquest...as always.

Turning her head, she gave him a flat look, however any ire she felt was once more instantly drawn back in the direction of Karl as he actually turned to pay attention to her then, though only because the conversation had turned that way it seemed as Rhys once more spoke, and so, Elizabeth gave Rhys more time of day than she usually would.

"You should release some of that tension, it's bad for you if it builds up too much." The dark-haired player said, and though Beth would have expected him to make some sexual innuendo right then, surprisingly, he didn't. "If you want some help massaging that tension out of your shoulders, I can help?"

While usually Elizabeth would have instantly declined somewhat less than politely, she remained silent a moment, half-glancing back to Karl who remained as calm and as laid back as ever as his friend offered to give his girlfriend a massage. That did stir the ire within her, again only towards Karl, however as she was about to decline, more politely than usual because of how she felt, Karl nodded at Rhys in his usual manner.

"I bet she could use that, she's been tense all day." Her boyfriend said to her friend before looking up to her with a warm, loving smile.

The words and expression stoked the resentment she was feeling towards her boyfriend already...not only thinking it was a good idea, but actually saying it to his friend after everything he had already done that day, like trying to kiss her! And now, here he was, not only condoning, but egging his friend on to give his girlfriend of just over three years a massage! The thought that Karl was still trying, as usual, to help her and Rhys get along better, didn't enter the beautiful girlfriend's mind. Instead, she simply looked blankly at him, holding back the words she was going to say to him...well, bite at him anyway...before she looked back at Rhys' smug, fucking predator-like face.

So he didn't care if his friend gave his girlfriend a massage, did he? Fine.

With an unreadable, though obviously displeased...obvious to anyone but Karl it seemed though...glance back at her boyfriend, Elizabeth shrugged and turned, stone-faced to look at Rhys before she deftly climbed over J.V.'s legs, flatly eyed Rhys' smug fucking expression...fuck, she hated this guy...before she turned and tucked her dress beneath her as she sat between his legs on the floor, looking over at Karl as she actually felt his best friend's smugness behind her.

Perhaps he might wake up and realise he was letting his best friend massage his girlfriend's naked shoulders like only he should, Elizabeth thought as she felt Rhys gently pull her hair away from her shoulders, letting the long brunette locks fall down her bare, slender back. Of course, Karl simply smiled lovingly at her before he went back to talking to J.V., and Elizabeth could have growled. Who in their right mind would let their best friend, especially Rhys fucking Jenson, massage their girlfriend, and right in front of them too, when she had dressed up for them!? Her large eyes remained on her boyfriend's face as he spoke to J.V. or watched the television, occasionally glancing to her with a loving smile or speaking to Rhys.

The moment Karl's best friend's hands unexpectedly touched her bare shoulders the brunette girlfriend felt a tingle run through her soft, Italian-honey skin and down her spine, half from surprise, and half from revulsion. Damn she hated this guy, but as her eyes locked with her boyfriend's who simply smiled warmly as Rhys momentarily brushed his fingers against her delicate neck before resting them firmly yet gently on her shoulders, squeezing softly before tenderly rubbing back and forth, Elizabeth stole herself, the feeling of anger at Karl far outweighing the irritation she had at letting Rhys' hands gently massage her bare shoulders.

"Hmm, you're really tense." Rhys said softly as Karl spoke to J.V.

Frowning at her engrossed boyfriend, Elizabeth turned to look at the television as Rhys, surprisingly, kneaded a tight knot from her shoulders.

"It's been a long day." She replied irritably, a feeling caused by both him and her idiot boyfriend.

The insinuation that the knots had come from Rhys' presence was not lost on her boyfriend's best friend at all, though he simply smiled behind her and laughed lightly, probably taking it as a compliment.

"You should really relax more." He said in return, his fingers working rather magically on the tightness in her muscles...he was surprisingly good at this. "I'm pretty good at massages, but there are other, better, ways for you to relieve pent up tension, Beth."

Elizabeth grunted lightly, though whether in reply to Rhys' long-awaited insinuation or the sudden release in tension in her muscles she wasn't sure. He really was good at this.

"You're an asshole Rhys." She replied somewhat dazedly, and once again her boyfriend's best friend chuckled to himself as his fingers moved on her warm, bare flesh.

"Your girlfriend is really tensed up Karl." Rhys suddenly said to Karl, and Elizabeth half turned her head to look at her boyfriend.

Karl simply grinned amusedly as he replied.

"I'm not surprised, she always does too much." The tanned boyfriend replied, still perfectly calm and trusting as his friend had his girlfriend sitting in front of him, in a form-fitting thin summer dress, his hands massaging her bare shoulders while he no doubt looked down the top of her dress at her large bra-less 36D tits. Not that he could see much more than some very impressive cleavage, but still, any normal boyfriend would have put a stop to that, but not Karl, he just encouraged his best friend to carry on...he really wouldn't see Rhys for how he was until he was trying to pull her fucking clothes off...fucking asshole!

"Well I'll make sure I work out all this tension Beth," Rhys said to the top of her head, her frozen blue-green eyes still watching Karl and J.V., "I'll get 'deep' in and 'work' it all out until you're totally relaxed."

The implication behind his words were apparently lost on her boyfriend and his other friend, but not on Elizabeth, though she was too focused on the idiocy of her boyfriend...letting his friend touch her like this, in front of him too!...to care about Rhys' arrogance.

Both Karl and J.V. however both found their friend's words amusing, laughing lightly as they drank from their bottles.

"Talking about tension..." J.V. began, but Elizabeth turned her attention to the television, ignoring the three guys as best as she could, focusing instead on the odd program about gadgets that Karl had put on a few minutes earlier.

While ignoring J.V. and Karl seemed to work, which only made Elizabeth all the more irritated...after all, to NOT be noticed by her boyfriend while his friend massaged her shoulders right in front of him made her feel really loved...however ignoring Rhys was a little harder as his fingers worked all of the knots loose in her shoulders.

"Fuck, you smell good." He suddenly said in a low voice near her ear, his face close to her pulled back hair. "And you feel so soft, but so firm too." He added as his fingers squeezed a little harder into her skin, rubbing back and forth and round and round slowly, almost mesmerizingly.

Though Elizabeth felt herself melting from his touch, and his words and breath on her neck sent a warm shiver through her skin, the feeling didn't last long as Rhys spoke again.

"And the view ain't bad either." He said, still low enough for only her to hear.

Elizabeth turned to glance over towards Karl who was too engrossed in the conversation with J.V. to hear or notice what his best friend was saying and doing...especially to notice him openly staring down the top of her dress.

That last made the brunette girlfriend want to cover her chest, though the fact her boyfriend still didn't notice pissed her off enough to leave her hands resting on her stomach...let his best friend stare down her top then, it served Karl right having his girlfriend ogled in front of him if he wasn't going to do anything about it, moreover, if he wasn't even paying enough attention to notice!...fucking asshole.

Still, Rhys didn't escape unscathed.

"You're such a prick Rhys." She replied just as quietly, breathing a little deeper as she felt more relaxed than she had all night. "Why can't you stop being such a perv for a night?"

"Because you're so hot and beautiful, Beth." Her boyfriend's best friend replied, and for the first time Elizabeth thought he was actually being completely honest. "Mmm, I could just..." He began, his fingers squeezing harder as his hands began to rub further down her exposed back, running up and a little further down her uncovered chest, stopping an inch above where the steady slopes of her luscious tits began. "...feel you forever."

His touch seemed warm and to knead out every drop of tension in her body as he gently squeezed her muscles, so much so that Elizabeth didn't notice the slow but steady progress his fingers made towards her bulging cleavage until the very tips of his fingers lightly brushed against the top of the soft but firm slopes sending a sudden electricity through her body and jolting her from her feeling of relaxation.

"Rhys..." Elizabeth began to say, sitting bolt upright and half turning towards him, however her boyfriend's best friend cut her off.

"Sorry Beth, I didn't realise, sorry." He protested innocently, raising his fingers to her shoulders, "I got lost talking to Karl."

Glancing over at her boyfriend, Elizabeth felt her face flush gently as she looked into her boyfriend's gently smiling face. He hadn't appeared to notice what had just happened, however suddenly Elizabeth stole herself and thought that why should she be feeling bad about Rhys 'accidentally'...yeah, like she bought that line...touching the tops of her exposed cleavage? After all, Karl had basically pushed her into this, and he should be pissed about his friend touching her...but no, he still hadn't noticed even when his friend had 'accidentally' ran his fingers almost down the top of her dress!

"It's not your fault." Elizabeth murmured her eyes cold as she gave Karl an exaggerated smile that he seemed to take as perfectly normal; the bastard!

Rhys didn't argue, though Elizabeth doubted that he was stupid enough to believe she actually meant it, though no doubt he was pleased to get away with it for once, and if Karl was being either blind or so trusting when his friend had 'accidentally' behaved like that right in front of him, well, it was his own fault then.

Rhys continued to gently but firmly work her shoulder muscles, his fingers pressing and moving slowly further down once again over time and all the while Karl continued to talk to J.V. or Rhys as he continued to move his fingers closer to his girlfriend's cleavage. Elizabeth was completely aware of what her boyfriend's best friend was doing, she was nowhere near naïve enough to let her guard down around Rhys Jenson, however she remained still keeping her eyes half on the television in front of her and half on Karl to see if he would actually say anything as his friend's fingers ever-so-slowly worked their way closer to the dip in the neck of her thin dress.

Rhys' fingers continued to slowly descend, rubbing exaggeratedly down her back, up to her slender shoulders before sliding further forward, his thumb never leaving the back of her shoulders as his fingertips brushed the gently-bulging slope of the exposed tops of her swelling tits. A shudder of disgust ran through her the first moment she felt Rhys' fingers make contact with the top of her exposed tits, however she kept herself still and quiet, her eyes remaining on Karl to see if he would say anything, however he wasn't even paying attention as his friend slowly grew more bold as she still didn't resist or say anything to stop him.

The next time his fingertips slid down onto the soft, but firm, slopes of her impressive tits and Elizabeth bit back the urge to fly off the handle...just, however the moment her eyes fell on Karl's as he looked towards her with a warm, loving smile the brunette girlfriend once more found her resolve and gritted her teeth...his friend's fingers were obviously heading down the top of her dress and still he was so fucking laid back he thought it was all innocent!! Elizabeth felt that ball of anger and irritation once more growing in the pit of her stomach as she gave a very obviously frozen smile in return as Rhys' fingers once more moved back to her shoulders.

It was a couple of minutes before those fingers once more moved down towards her heavy rack, however this time Rhys' fingers didn't seem to want to slow down and be satisfied with just barely touching the tops of her tits, and instead began to descend with apparently every intention of carrying on until he completely cupped her big tits. The moment half of his fingers had touched the large slopes of her cleavage Elizabeth couldn't hold back any longer.

"Rhys..." She said warningly as she shrugged her shoulders and half-turned to glare up at her boyfriend's friend, his hands now resting on his knees either side of her face.

Her expression said it all, however as usual Rhys Jenson simply grinned, not abashed at all at his attempt to feel her up...in front of her boyfriend too!!...however, before the stunning 24-year-old could admonish her boyfriend's arrogant best friend, Elizabeth heard something that spun her head to face Karl.

"You're what?" She asked incredulously, too stunned to notice Rhys' hands once more resting on her bare shoulders, squeezing gently and softly pulling her back to lean against the couch, which she did without any resistance right then.

Karl looked over at her, this time however, his expression was a mixture of his usual laid-back character and hesitation. What he was about to say, he didn't want to, and if Elizabeth had heard right, he had every right to be apprehensive.

"Donny's bringing the latest Summer Slam DVD over." Her boyfriend answered apprehensively. "We decided to hang out here for the night, you know, thought it would be a change."

For a long moment Elizabeth stared silently at Karl, her face unreadable unlike her boyfriend who watched her with a hint of unease...and oh, he should feel uneasy. He knew just how much she had said she had put up with already from his asshole of a best friend, he knew how she felt about him, he knew that the only reason she had tolerated being around Rhys so long already was because he had promised they would head out early and leave her alone...and now...now he had decided, without consulting her at that, that they were going to spend all night there, that Rhys was going to be there until who knew when in the morning...rage could not explain the feeling that flared through her right then. She could of course go out herself, but she'd be damned if she was going to be chased out of her own home by that prick, or be made to go out when her boyfriend, the guy who was meant to think of her before everyone else, had blatantly gone back on his word when he knew how she felt! Moreover, he still hadn't noticed, or cared if he had, that his friend was massaging his girlfriend when most guys wouldn't want any other guy to do that but themselves, not to mention that he was trying to feel her up too!

That extra thought instantly brought to mind that Rhys' hands were once again rubbing her shoulders, however this time she had no intention of holding back. Shrugging and throwing his hands from her with a venomous glare, the gorgeous 24-year-old girlfriend stood up and glowered at her boyfriend, if her eyes were any hotter Karl would have been burned alive.

"You're such a fucking asshole!" She snapped acidly before she stomped over J.V's legs, who quickly and wisely moved them out of her way before she trod on him, before she stalked towards the hall door and slammed it violently behind her, stomping up the stairs to her and Karl's room above the room opposite the lounge.

The lack of any talking from downstairs told the furious girlfriend that Karl knew all too well why she had stormed off, and the further lack of him coming upstairs to apologise to her told her that he was not going to change his mind, despite knowing how she felt.

For a long time, Elizabeth Alexander sat upstairs watching television as she lay irately on the large king-size pine bed she and Karl shared. Listening as the doorbell rang signalling Karl's friend Donny's arrival, followed by loud chattering as the four guys greeted each other as men do before the television in the lounge blared moments later the beginnings of the wrestling DVD Donny had brought over.

For some time the 24-year-old brunette lay there, furious and upset with how her boyfriend could be such an asshole, how he either couldn't, or fucking didn't, notice his friend's idea of a 'massage'! Any normal boyfriend would never have let their friends massage their girlfriends, and would have gone mad if any friend of theirs tried what Rhys did, not only with the massage but with the kiss and with the shower! And then he had decided to stay in all night knowing all that and how she felt about Rhys!? Did he not care, was he so laid back, or was he just a fucking asshole!?! Elizabeth thought all three.

Irritation deepened as a sudden thought made the whole thing even worse...she had been sitting alone upstairs for some time now and fuck was she going to be made to stay there, or let any of those assholes think that she felt that she had to! Oh Rhys would love that the bastard, fuck him that arrogant prick, and fuck Karl for being so, so, so fucking Karl-like! How could he not notice, and if he had, how could he be THAT fucking laid back, especially to not even come and see if she was alright!?

Still fuming, Elizabeth Alexander got off the soft bed and headed towards the door, determined and angry, and completely unaware that if she had just remained where she was, the whole night would have taken a totally different turn. As she headed towards the stairs, the stunning brunette girlfriend had no idea the unexpected turn events were about to have...

Karl Tabbert sat watching the two wrestlers slam each other or throw each other into the ropes before doing some theatrically-impressive, and physically-gruelling, manoeuvres that had the crowds going wild and Rhys teasing J.V. that he would do that to him in any mock wrestle match they had, though the dark-haired guy soon turned his attention from their friend and back to the screen when the camera cut to a shot of one of the many stunning diva's the federation had to offer.

Stunning, the woman was, without a doubt, though Karl would still peg Beth over her any day in any ranks, even if she was angry with him. He was just trying to get her and Rhys to know each other better, perhaps then she might find she liked him, if she could get passed that exterior Rhys put up of being a full-on ladies man. Oh, there was no doubt Rhys was a lady-hunting predator, hunting some women he really shouldn't, but he was the kind of guy you could count on, the kind of guy you always could, and Karl would trust him with his life, in fact, he trusted him so much he had never once questioned the guy.

Little did the loving boyfriend know just what his actions would end up doing, or more importantly who, in the not too distant future. If he had had any inkling, perhaps Karl Tabbert would have thought more than twice about how he had been acting and how he was about to, however he had none at all, and the night was about to unfold to a climax none expected or could have planned.

As the chilled-out boyfriend sat laughing with his friends, engrossed in the banter, the wrestling and the beers going round, he had no idea his beautiful girlfriend was walking down the stairs until the door opened. His and Donny's heads turned around as they noticed the hall door open and a frosty Beth walked into the lounge in her summer dress, blanking all of them as she walked at a measured pace through the room and into the kitchen.

Donny looked over towards Karl with a questioning glance and Karl replied by shrugging before he decided that he had better try to make some kind of peace before Beth held on to whatever it was that was bothering her so tightly she wouldn't let it go for weeks.

Placing his beer on the coffee table, Karl stood up resignedly and turned to follow where his girlfriend had walked into the kitchen. Entering the fair-sized room, with its sectional 'U' shaped counter and cooking area away from the table in the other half of the room, Karl noticed Beth shutting the refrigerator behind her before heading to the counter and pouring herself a drink into a wine glass then heading over to one of the cupboards to fetch some bread, placing it on the counter next to the glass and some cheese he hadn't noticed before.

"Making yourself something?" He asked trying to sound placating.

"I felt like a sandwich" Came her curt response without even turning around to look at him, though Karl could feel the atmosphere instantly seem ready to explode at any second...Beth was definitely pissed about something.

"Look Beth, I'm S..." He began after a moment of trying to figure out what was best to say in the situation, however, he was about to find out that that, apparently, wasn't it.

"You know what Karl..." Beth asked rhetorically, setting the cheese knife on the counter before half looking over her shoulder at him heatedly. "...don't."

Sighing, and feeling both uncomfortable and confused, Karl figured he was not going to win whatever he did, so he may as well just ask.

"What's wrong?" He asked, and really should have regretted the words as Beth turned to face him, folding her arms beneath her breasts as she stared at him as if he was stupid for a moment. So it was something he should know was it?

"I can't believe you have to even ask Karl." His sweet girlfriend replied angrily. "Where should I begin, the fact that you decided to stay in with that asshole, or the fact that you agreed, you fucking agreed, that he should give me, your fucking girlfriend, a massage!? What kind of boyfriend let's their best friend, a guy your girlfriend doesn't even fucking like, massage his girl, and in front of him too!?"

All delivered in a steadily-growing anger, though Beth never once shouted, although her eyes should have scoured him away from where he stood. Oh, he was truly going to pay for this.

"Beth, it was just a massage, a friendly offering to help you relax, and if you gave Rhys a chance and looked passed his façade you'd see he was a good guy." He said a touch defensively, though he was still trying to be placating.

His words seemed only to widen her already flaming eyes.

"A friendly massage?" She almost yelled as she leaned towards him a little. "How many guys let other guys give their girlfriend's 'friendly massages', especially from someone like fucking Rhys Jenson?" She continued, however before he could interject. "And did you see his idea of a massage?" The question was rhetorical, but Karl somehow knew that whatever answer he may have had would have been the wrong one. "Is it friendly to 'accidentally' massage almost down the top of my dress!?"

Karl gave her a small appeasing smile.

"No, but that was an accident, you said so yourself." He answered and Beth rolled her eyes making a disgusted sound before she looked away from him for a moment, her arms firmly crossed beneath her breasts.

"You just won't believe me over him will you?" She asked coldly, shaking her head slightly.

"Of course I would, babe." Karl replied soothingly, daring to move a little closer towards her. "You and Rhys have just hit it off wrong, if you two gave it a chance you'd really enjoy each other's company like I enjoy being around both of you."

Little did he know how ironic those words would be later, however right then, Elizabeth simply shook her head and took a deep breath before she looked at him, her eyes still angry though she didn't look ready to bite his head off...at least right then anyway.

Before she could reply however, Donny called through from the lounge.

"Come on Karl, you're missing a fucking ace match here." His friend shouted before the sound of a loud body slam roared through the television's speakers. "Ohh, man, shit this stuff has to hurt!" He heard Donny say to the others before he once again called through and asked Karl to bring another beer through when he came back in.

Staring a mix of ice and fire at him, Elizabeth spoke in a reserved tone.

"You'd better get back to your 'friends'" She said blankly before she turned around and picking up the knife began cutting the cheese rather forcefully.

Contemplating kissing her head or offering some words of peace, Karl decided against it. Beth needed her own time to calm down, and he had said all he could to help her, right then all he could do was make things worse.

So, sighing, he glanced once more at her back as she chopped at the block of cheese, before he headed to the refrigerator to grab a beer for Donny then soberly walked back through to the lounge, oblivious to how his actions were about to receive the spark that was about to set an explosion off that would have consequences none would ever have known.

Rhys Jenson watched as his best friend sat back down after handing the beer to Donny. For a moment Karl seemed serious, probably something to do with Beth, however his mood only lasted a moment before he was his usual Karl-like self, smiling and laughing about the wrestling in his usual calm-demeanour. Nothing could keep Karl Tabbert negative for long, he was a 'glass-half-full' kind of guy who always figured that things would always work out for the best and that nothing was worth seriously worrying about...that was one of the things Rhys respected about his friend.

However, another thing he respected about him was his taste in women, and Beth only piqued his interest all the more with her blatant dislike and avoidance of him, she was like a challenge. While none of the other women he went after were anywhere near easy to catch, Beth was literally an impossibility and something about that challenge made the whole thing like a vendetta to him, he just couldn't stop himself. She was his best friend's girlfriend, but she was not only drop dead stunningly gorgeous, she was forbidden and impossible to reach, and that held an irresistible attraction that Rhys just couldn't defy, and flirting or trying it on with Beth, despite all the responses he got, was like an addiction, and so fucking entertaining.

For that reason, and the fact that she had made his dick so hard in that hot little dress of hers, Rhys tapped J.V's leg, figuring it was best not to tap Karl's to avoid any protest to what he was about to say, before he drained the rest of his beer and placed it on the table before pushing himself to his feet.

"I think I need another beer." He announced with a clap of his hands, rubbing them together as he made his way passed J.V. "Anyone else want one?"

J.V. raised his beer in affirmation and Donny and Karl both shook their heads as they concentrated on the screen, engrossed in the slams and manoeuvres from the turnbuckles as they held their beers in their hands.

Nodding, he turned and walked through to the kitchen, his dick stirring in his jeans as his eyes quickly fell on the luscious form of Elizabeth Alexander as she stood with her back to him preparing some kind of sandwich.

Smiling wickedly to himself Rhys licked his lips, letting his eyes travel up and down Beth's outstanding body for a moment before he walked over to the refrigerator, took out two beers and then turned, closing it behind him.

Still Elizabeth stood with her back to him making her sandwich silently, obviously not having noticed him there yet...and that's when the fateful thought came to him.

His smile deepening, Rhys placed the two bottles gently on the end of one of the counters before he gently walked as quietly as he could up behind Beth. Standing right behind her, he slowly, and gently, placed his hands on her slim waist. He half expected her to jump out of her skin at the sudden, unexpected contact, however all the stunning brunette did was continue making her sandwich, ignoring him. Rhys would have wondered why if he suddenly had not thought that she must have heard him come in and get the beers, but that she must think he was Karl and was ignoring him for whatever the reason was that Karl had looked momentarily sombre for.

His smile deepened even more at that thought and Rhys decided to see how far he could get before Beth realised it wasn't his best friend, her boyfriend.

Moving closer to her, Rhys pushed his semi-hard dick against Elizabeth's tight ass in that dick-hardening dress, pressing her firmly against the counter as his hands deftly slid around to rest flat on her toned stomach and his chin rested on her shoulder, snuggling his mouth towards her neck with a kiss on her soft honey skin.

For a moment Beth squirmed, making Rhys' semi-hard dick not so semi-hard, before she sighed irritably.

"Karl..." She said in a dangerous tone as she continued making her sandwich.

However she didn't move to remove his hands and so Rhys kissed her slender neck once more as he decided to push a little further and slowly, oh so painfully slowly, began to slide his hands up her stomach and towards those massive, heavy 36D tits hidden lusciously beneath that tantalising summer dress.

"Karl..." Beth warned again, this time sounding even more dangerous, however still she did not stop him.

And then Rhys' hands moved up, sliding up and over Beth's large, firm tits until both of his hands were filled with the succulent dress-covered flesh. Without a breath, Rhys' fingers squeezed the soft, but oh so fucking firm and incredible tits in his hands, through the thin summer dress material, his fingers sinking deep into his best friend's girlfriend's glorious rack once, twice, three times as he again kissed her neck and pressed her harder into the kitchen counter from behind with what was now a very hard dick at high attention.

Her huge tits felt fucking unbelievable, so big, so soft and yet so firm and...oh, he could cum right then and there...and then...

"Fucking...Karl...I'm not in the fucking mood...!" Beth growled angrily as she yanked what she thought was her boyfriend's hands from her tits and half turned ready to bite his head off a second time...and then she froze.

For the briefest of moments Rhys' heart stopped and he looked unsure as his eyes locked with his best friend's girlfriend's just after feeling her up and pressing her, with his hard on, into their kitchen counter, and then his usual self-assured, cocky smile spread his features...at least, it did for a second before Beth's right hand cracked across his cheek in an Amazonian slap that knocked him away from her so that he grasped the counter and shook his head to clear the stars from his vision.

"Rhys...!" Elizabeth began to say, half in shock and half in outright indignation as she moved away from him to the other side of the counter-section.

Rhys didn't know whether to make an excuse or compliment her on her amazing body, however he didn't have chance.

"You piece of shit!" She almost growled angrily, her eyes flaring as she recovered from her shock and indignation took over completely. "That's it!" She almost yelled before storming out of the kitchen and through into the lounge.

Following her, Rhys rubbed his cheek momentarily before he headed through into the lounge, into a scene that would unfold better than he would ever have considered or imagined...

"Karl..." Elizabeth cried as she stormed into the lounge furiously, everything that had happened to that point fuelling the indignant rage within her. This time that fucking asshole prick of a scumbag had done it!

At the sudden cry Karl turned in his chair and stared up at her as she came to stand a couple of feet in front of him, outrage painting her usually smiling countenance as she half turned to glare hatred at Rhys before once more turning to her loving boyfriend and beginning to speak.

"This...this fucking asshole just grabbed me from behind and had his hands all over me!" She said enraged, once more glaring at Karl's best friend who stood there looking all the accused innocent. That fucking arrogant asshole! No way was he getting away with this!

"Whoa, wait." Karl said calmingly, raising his hands as he calmly looked between Rhys and her looking mightily confused. "What do you mean?"

Impatience at what should have been said a long time ago, and downright fury at Rhys and how Karl had been up until now, boiled up heatedly inside as Elizabeth explained...irritated at having to spell it out.

"He pressed me against the counter and felt me up!" Elizabeth replied angrily before she glanced at Rhys then looked back at Karl, waiting for that perpetually-calm repose of his to finally crack at the news, as it should have the first time she told had him about what his 'best friend' had done to her that day.

Karl turned and looked to Rhys who simply shrugged before he replied in his defence.

"I did man..." Rhys began and Elizabeth looked to him, surprised at the admission. "...but only because I lost my balance, I was trying to spook her from behind and stumbled, she was the first thing I could grab hold of to steady myself."

Elizabeth's eyes widened once again in outrage at the balls of this guy as she waited for Karl's imminent outburst at his 'friend'...an outburst that didn't come.

"Are you sure it wasn't an honest mistake, you did have your back to him babe?" Karl asked sounding as if he was honestly trying to weigh up both accounts of what had happened.

Elizabeth's eyes widened even further as she turned to stare in disbelief at her supposedly-loving boyfriend in amazement. For a moment she simply stared at him, numb from shock, and then everything suddenly boiled to overflowing within her. From the first time she had met Rhys and Karl's reaction, to every time since, and then to his not believing her tale about the kiss, his reaction to her sitting on Rhys' lap, the whole way he had acted with the shower incident and the massage, and now this, a time when his friend had actually pressed her from behind against the kitchen counter, in the room next to where he was sitting right then, and felt her up while kissing her neck, and he was still questioning her for him!?

Rhys was an asshole, but Karl now became the sole target of her anger as Elizabeth finally exploded.

"I think I know the difference between being fucking groped and a mistake!" She yelled at him, uncaring that she was arguing with him in front of his suddenly quiet friends. "He grabbed my breasts and pressed his crotch into my ass, Karl, your fucking supposed 'best friend'!"

Karl looked over to Rhys who simply shrugged and shook his head calmly maintaining his innocence on that fully confident face of his. However, it was towards her boyfriend that Elizabeth directed her ire, he was the one who should listen to her, trust her, believe her, not look to his 'friend' to ask his side when she had been protesting all night! This was just unbelievable!

"Babe, maybe..." Her boyfriend began, placating again, and Elizabeth finally lost all patience with him.

"Don't Karl, I swear, don't." She threatened before she looked around, half to stop herself from slapping her asshole of a boyfriend and half to blink back tears that he was being so laid back and unbelieving of her! Turning to look at him once more, she added. "Even if it was, wouldn't you still care that your friend had felt up your girlfriend?"

She knew the words were wrong to say the moment they left her lips, however in the state of anger she was in she was trying to say anything to try to crack through that fucking cool, calm and fucking collected demeanour Karl always had. Fuck!

"Accidents can happen." He replied with a soft, warm smile that only stoked Elizabeth's anger further. "Come on, it was probably just a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding!? What, him grabbing your girlfriend's tits is a misunderstanding? Feeling her up in the next room while you're in here? Like when you don't give a shit if your friends give your own girlfriend a massage, or sit her on their lap, or fucking 'accidentally' walk in on her having a shower, or maybe 'accidentally' kiss her? You're just too fucking laid back Karl, why can't you see your friend's a fucking pig and stop acting like a fucking asshole!?" She replied in a rant of anger, stoking her own fury with each word...and Karl STILL remained perfectly calm.

Staring at her boyfriend, waiting for some reaction to the truth which didn't come, Elizabeth looked around the room at both Donny and J.V. then Rhys who all remained silent as they watched the unfolding drama, which again only added to her irritation.

"Beth..." Karl began to say, reaching for her hand, however she knew he had already decided that while she was telling the truth she had gotten Rhys' intentions wrong. While he may not believe the ludicrous story that Rhys had stumbled, Karl had no doubt that Rhys hadn't intended to feel her up...and that just did it for her, and so she pulled away from him, rage turning to colder fury in her veins.

"No Karl" She replied heatedly, then staring at him just as hotly, she added, "You don't care if your friend groped your girlfriend?"

"Of course I would, Beth, but it's all just a..." Her boyfriend of just over three years began to say in that peace-seeking tone of his.

"I can't believe you Karl Tabbert." She cut him off indignantly, cold fury raging through her veins at him. Oh she was angrier than she had ever been in her life.

The way he had acted, everything that had happened since she had spoken to him earlier on the phone and found out that Rhys was coming over, the anger raging within her now, searing through her veins and building to the point where she knew she had to release it on something before she went out of her mind...every bit of it raced through the gorgeous 24-year-old brunette girlfriend's mind as she stared in cold anger into her boyfriend's eyes...thoughts flooding and racing through her mind...

So he didn't care if his friend almost ran his hands down her dress while he was sitting in front of him, did he? He didn't care that his 'best friend' had grabbed and squeezed her tits while pressing her against the kitchen counter with his bulging crotch while he was in the next room? He didn't care if his friend sat her on his lap in front of him or kissed her when he wasn't home, or slapped her ass? He wouldn't believe her no matter what she said, until he caught Rhys actually in the act! She had always tried to be, and believed she had been in this case, the perfect girlfriend...and this was how he paid her back, not believing her while he believed that self-conceited snake of an arrogant asshole of a 'best friend' no matter what he did!?

Unbelieving, immensely hurt, incredibly angry, shocked, indignant...thoughts and fury raced through her as Elizabeth didn't know what to say she was so angry, nor what to do...

...and then Karl said the words that would change the night, and Elizabeth's life, forever...

Leaning forward as Donny turned to watch the television and J.V. leaned over to speak softly to the engrossed friend, Karl reached out and took her hand, speaking gently as he looked up at her from where he sat with that loving, laid-back expression she had fallen in love with all those years ago.

"Come on babe," He said softly with a supposedly soothing smile, "give Rhys a chance, get to know him and you'll really get on with him, I'm sure it was all a misunderstanding."

The flood of thoughts suddenly stopped at those words and Elizabeth's anger at Karl consumed her. Pulling her hand from his, an unbidden thought came to her and her eyes blazed in fury.

"You don't care how he acts with me, and you want me to get to know him better Karl?" She asked almost rhetorically in a cold, hard tone as she stared at him. "Fine, I'll give him all the chance he wants."

With those words, which seemed to please Karl in probably thinking he had finally gotten around to working things out between them all, Elizabeth turned to look at Rhys who suddenly stood straighter - for the first time she had ever seen he seemed unsure for an actual moment.

"Come with me." Elizabeth said in a hard voice as she walked over and grabbed Rhys' wrist before pulling him behind her as she walked towards the door.

"Where are we going?" He asked confusedly, a touch of apprehension in his voice.

"Somewhere we can get to know each other where you won't show off in front of your friends." She replied determinedly as she walked to the hall door, then stopped and looked back at Karl who was now leaning forward in his chair holding his beer and smiling as he momentarily glanced at the television, the picture of Karl-like laid-backness. "We'll go 'work out' our differences, Karl." She said in a cool, hard voice, though Karl simply smiled proudly and lovingly at her, still thinking she actually meant it...totally oblivious to the cold anger which he should have known meant there was still something wrong...if only he had, however Karl only saw what he thought was there, and so the night was about to unfold hotly...

"Thank you." He replied as if finally happy. "See you in a bit babe." He added, raising his beer to show that he was pleased that she had decided to give Rhys a chance and sit and talk with him till they sorted things out.

"Sure." She said in reply before turning and dragging Rhys behind her out of the lounge and up the stairs, fury still burning her veins.

"Where are we going?" Rhys asked sounding genuinely confused as to what was going on as they headed up the steep stairs, no doubt because heading anywhere alone with her was such an unprecedented event, regardless of the fact he knew how she felt about him.

Without turning to look at him as she continued dragging him after her up the stairs, Elizabeth replied as sharply as she had to Karl.

"You're going to get the chance my boyfriend thinks I should give you." She answered brusquely, though honestly, before they reached the top of the stairs and turned to walk into her and Karl's bedroom.

Pulling Rhys in behind her, Elizabeth let go of his wrist and turned to close the bedroom door before she once more turned around to face him, planting her slender hands on her hips and looking at her boyfriend's best friend with eyes that remained aflame.

This was Karl's doing. You reap what you sow asshole, she thought to herself furiously as Rhys watched her questioningly after glancing about the room.

"So, what's going on?" Her boyfriend's friend asked again, and Elizabeth replied the words that signalled the point of no return.

Standing with her hands on her hips, her voluptuous and curvaceous body enhanced by the gently draped material of the lowish-cut red and yellow flowery halter-summer dress, her beautiful face unmarred by the hint of anger pulsing through her veins, Elizabeth instantly had her boyfriend's best friend's total attention as she spoke.

"Well, Karl obviously doesn't care what you do to me..." Elizabeth began in a hard, hurt and angry tone. "...so I'm going to let you do whatever you want to me."

As the words left her mouth, Rhys' ears pricked up and he looked even more taken aback and astounded than he had when she dragged him from the lounge...however, despite his sudden stunning, the room instantly filled with electricity, though all Elizabeth could feel right then was the anger that went along with her 'serves Karl right' thought. Still, she meant every word. Treat her uncaringly would he? Not care what Rhys did to her? Keep telling her that 'that's just how Rhys is', huh? Well, it served him right if his friend had his way with her then. Fucking asshole.

For a couple of minutes Rhys simply stood staring at her, too stunned to speak.

"...Are you serious?" He asked finally, staring at her face for the longest time ever that Elizabeth could remember.

"Yep" She answered unhesitatingly.

Looking her up and down, interest and the usual hunger began to glow in his large brown eyes again as the entire situation slowly began to click to reality for him.

"You're going to let me do 'anything' I want to you?" He asked a little guardedly and more than a little incredulously. The entire situation was so out of the blue and unthinkable that it still didn't register as real to him yet.

Elizabeth nodded, remaining standing perfectly still with her hands on her hips, the picture of patience as her blood ran hot with indignation.

Rhys looked at her a moment before he glanced towards the door and licked his lips, and Elizabeth wondered if he was thinking that maybe she was setting him up for Karl to catch him.

"What about Karl?" He asked as he looked back to her. "He's your boyfriend, you've been together for three years, and he's my best friend?"

"Firstly, you didn't seem to care about that when you tried to kiss me earlier or felt me up in the kitchen." She replied flatly, folding her arms beneath her large, heavy tits. Rhys nodded with a 'well, you got me there' kind of expression before she continued. "And as for Karl, he obviously doesn't believe me over you and couldn't care less if you walk in on me in the shower, give me a massage, grope me, try to kiss me or have me sit on your lap in front of him. So if he isn't bothered whatever you do to me, and he wants me to make an effort to get to know you, it will serve him right if you do whatever you want to me."

For another moment Rhys watched her, weighing up her words before a deep, devious smile spread his lips and that light grew sharper in his eyes.

"He's really pissed you off, hasn't he?" He asked, and Elizabeth gave him a very unfriendly smile in acknowledgement.

Nodding to himself, Rhys once more let his eyes run up and down her body with complete approval before he moved within arms reach of her.

"You do know what 'anything' means?" Her boyfriend's best friend asked as he glanced insinuatingly at the large king-size pine bed.

A shiver ran through Elizabeth's body as Rhys' fingers lightly ran up her right arm as he stared into her eyes waiting for her response.

Staring right back with resolve, the stunning brunette girlfriend gave him a derisive smile before she nodded.

"I knew exactly what it meant when I brought you up here." She answered a little more quietly, the reality of the situation settling in on them both, as she reminded Rhys that it was her decision to do this, not his.

Rhys' characteristic smug smile once more spread his confident features as his other hand lightly began rubbing her left arm as he moved closer, their bodies less than a foot apart. The electricity heightened.

"I thought you couldn't stand me?" He asked a little more quietly as his fingers moved up her bare arms.

"I can't." She replied honestly in a loud whisper, the disdain she felt for him apparent in her eyes and tone, though she didn't stop his fingers as his left hand ran up to her bare shoulder, up her slender neck to cup one side of her amazingly beautiful face. "You're a self-conceited, cocky, arrogant bastard..." She continued, her breathing deepening slightly despite herself as Rhys moved a little closer to her, her large dress-covered tits barely brushing his chest. "...this is only because of Karl."

That smug smile deepened as Rhys' free hand ran down to rest on her slim waist, and time seemed to stop.

"I can live with that." He replied before suddenly his lips pressed firmly against hers.

Fighting the urge to push him away briefly, Elizabeth reminded herself of what an unbelievable asshole her boyfriend had been and instantly gave in, pressing her own soft, luscious lips back against Rhys'. Her mouth followed his as Rhys parted his lips and without thought their tongues entwined as Elizabeth unfolded her arms and slowly raised them to drape over Rhys' shoulders, holding them loosely around his neck while his left hand joined his right in holding her slim waist and pulled her firmly against his solid body, pressing her large, soft but firm tits against his hard chest as their lips smacked and tongues danced in a hot, passionate kiss.

If there had been any chance of return when Karl had said those fateful words to her earlier, there was none now as Elizabeth Alexander stood in the middle of her and her boyfriend of just over three years' bedroom in the arms of his best friend, passionately lip locked with him, her tongue dancing tantalisingly with his, filling the room with the hot, lewd sound of a girlfriend kissing her boyfriend's best friend, while her boyfriend sat downstairs, completely ignorant of what his over-the-top laid-back attitude had caused...

...meanwhile, Rhys and Elizabeth kissed lustfully...

Karl Tabbert sat watching the wrestling and joking with Donny and J.V., completely forgetting that his girlfriend had taken his best friend away as he lost himself in the good times of hanging out with his friends.

He was completely unaware that right then on the second floor of his house, in his own bedroom, his stunningly hot 24-year-old brunette girlfriend had her body pressed firmly against his best friend's, pressing her glorious tits hard against his chest as their lips were pressed just as firmly together, their tongues swirling and dancing in each other's mouths while they breathed heavily, kissing passionately like only he should have been doing with her.

As Donny got up for another beer and J.V. made a comment about one of the wrestlers to which Karl just had to respond to, it being hilarious coming from J.V. himself, his best friend's hands, sliding down from gripping his own girlfriend of just over three years' waist, reached down to cup her firm, tight, round ass through her thin summer dress, squeezing hard as he pulled her closer to his bulging crotch, causing Elizabeth, whose body was acting instinctively, to breathe heavily in a barely audible breathy moan of satisfaction at the feeling of the hard rod pressing into her stomach and to tighten her arms around Rhys' neck, pulling his face harder to hers as she ran her hands through his short, gelled hair.

The pair continued to kiss hotly, lost in the stirring lust and anger, as Karl continued oblivious to what was about to unfold upstairs in his and Elizabeth's bedroom, right on their bed...his friend had every intention of fully exploring the 'anything' his girlfriend had given him to do to her, and Karl had no idea...if only he had believed her, it could have all been avoided...

...however he hadn't, and so as each moment passed and Rhys and his girlfriend kissed hotly, the moment approached Rhys had only ever fantasized over, the moment he was going to get Elizabeth Alexander underneath him on her and Karl's bed, rigidly impaled on his solidly hard dick...

...and Karl just continued enjoying hanging out with his friends...oblivious to the hotness upstairs...

Elizabeth breathed heavily as Rhys pulled his lips from hers causing the sexy girlfriend to drop back to her feet from where she had been standing on tip-toes while her lips were locked with his -- her boyfriend's best friend.

Her body was suffused with anger and hurt still, however, reluctantly, and due to instincts taking over, especially when Rhys pulled her into that hard bulge in his jeans, faint traces of horny electricity coursed through her veins like raw power sporadically (fed by the anger at her boyfriend), sending another shiver down her spine, especially every time she thought that she had just made out with her boyfriend's best friend in her and her boyfriend's bedroom while her boyfriend and his friends were downstairs and could come up at any moment...and more so when the thought arose that very soon Rhys would take her up on that 'doing anything to her' chance she had given him, and she knew exactly what that would mean.

The thought sent butterflies to her stomach and made her fingers tingle. She still hated this guy, but the whole situation seemed...a little exciting, beneath all of the anger and hurt she felt...here she was, about to have sex -- sex! -- with her boyfriend's best friend, no doubt in their bed, while her boyfriend of just over three years sat downstairs, and she was going to do it with his best friend, a guy she couldn't stand and hadn't even wanted near her before!

As she let her hands fall and rest on Rhys' strong arms, and as he slid his hands up from her tight ass to her slender waist, Elizabeth felt that electricity growing despite herself...and her eyes began to glow not only with anger, but a faint touch of excitement.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." Rhys told her as he brushed her long brown hair from her face before gently kissing her soft lips again briefly. "So what now?"

This time Elizabeth's smile wasn't completely cutting; a hint of erotic excitement and anticipation reluctantly shone through as she looked up at him.

"I'm yours remember." She answered in a tone that matched her smile. "You can do whatever you want to me."

Rhys needed no more encouragement as his smug smile split his lips, however Elizabeth had no idea what he intended as he took her hand and led her to one side of the room...at least not until he let go and moved to stand behind her, then she clearly got the idea as his arms encircled her, his hands resting on her flat stomach as he stood close behind her, close enough that she could feel the raging bulge in his jeans gently rubbing against her ass.

"I want to savour every moment of you." Her boyfriend's best friend said as he looked at her in the reflection of the standing full-length mirror he had positioned her in front of.

One side of Elizabeth's lips raised in a deprecating smile as she placed her hands on his, holding them to her stomach, resolving to ignore the twisting in her stomach at the thought of Rhys holding her like this, despite the jolt of excitement it gave her. This is Karl's fault, she reminded herself, if he had believed me or cared then this wouldn't be happening, so he deserves it.

"We don't have all night, you know." She said acerbically and Rhys' smile deepened.

"In a hurry for me to get you in bed Beth?" He asked smugly and Elizabeth rolled her eyes, her usual irritation at Rhys and his personality surfacing but was quickly subdued by the boiling anger at Karl within her.

His fingers began stroking her stomach beneath her hands, but his eyes remained locked on hers in the reflection.

"Get over yourself." She replied dismissively, moving her hands so she could fold her arms beneath her heavy tits. "This is the only chance you'll ever have to do whatever you want to me, if you want to spend it looking at me in a mirror that's up to you."

Rhys laughed lightly as his hands slowly began to slide up her stomach.

"You're just so incredibly sexy." Karl's best friend responded, Elizabeth's heart beginning to beat harder and faster as he slid his hands under her folded arms, just below her large 36D tits. "I want to make the most of everything about you."

His eyes shone momentarily as his hands continued to slide up, breaking her folded arms so that they fell to her sides as his fingers then his palms slid up and over her big, heavy tits for the second time that night, cupping them as best they could as they both watched in the mirror.

Despite herself, Elizabeth's breathing once more deepened slightly as she watched Rhys cup her large, firm tits over her dress from behind...watched her boyfriend's best friend cup her heaving tits, watched herself let him, while her boyfriend sat oblivious downstairs to the fact that his girlfriend was allowing his best friend to hold her big tits in his hands. The whole scene was intensely erotic, and that flash of excitement grew a little more.

"You have amazing tits." Rhys complimented as he squeezed her firm but soft tits in his hands, his fingers sinking into the soft, pliant flesh through her dress, massaging them as he lifted them up and pushed them together, both of them transfixed by the reflection in the mirror...and Elizabeth's breathing deepened more. "I love the way you feel. I can't wait to see you topless."

His words sent a shudder through her sexy body...the sudden realisation that Rhys Jenson was going to see her tits naked, that he was squeezing them...oh, the anger within her momentarily subsided to a shrill of erotic-horny feelings that surged through her...and her chest heaved in his firm grip as she breathed.

"I wonder what Karl's doing now while I feel your tits?" He asked rhetorically.

The mention of her boyfriend's name sent a shiver of naughtiness through her and twisted her lips in an involuntary smirk of pleasure...well, he did deserve it after all.

"You're his best friend," She replied a little breathily, "you really shouldn't be feeling his girlfriend up in his bedroom."

His hands squeezed harder, pushing her tits up and together before he pulled her back against him, against that solid bulge in his jeans, causing Elizabeth to miss a breath before she finally caught herself...this was because of Karl, she couldn't stand Rhys, she shouldn't be getting into it...however, as much as she fought it, and while most of her still held on to the anger and resentment, part of her was enjoying the erotic dirtiness of the whole situation, something she never thought she would before tonight.

"What does he care?" Rhys responded, squeezing her tits in his strong hands, mashing them together in the palms of his hands as he shared his gaze between her impressive rack and cleavage and ever-brightening glowing eyes, quite obviously enjoying himself and relishing every moment and feel of her. "He didn't care when I touched you in the kitchen, or when I almost ran my hands down the top of your dress." He punctuated that last with an extra squeezed, pulling her hard against him.

Elizabeth breathed heavier, her heart pounding in her chest as she ran her right hand up his arm...her body instinctively, and primally, reacting.

"Fuck..." He breathed as if strained, his hands pressing her tits together as he pushed that hard bulge into her tight ass as if desperate to bury his raging hard dick inside her already. "...you're so hot Beth!"

Elizabeth's breathing deepened and her face began to heat as her body began reacting. Fuck but she hated this guy...but damn, was she getting hot!

"Kiss me." Rhys suddenly ordered and Elizabeth, true to her word of doing whatever he wanted, turned her face instantly towards his, tilted her head and eagerly pressed her soft lips to his, parting her lips and pushing her tongue into his mouth without prodding.

"Mmmmph!" She moaned breathily into Rhys' mouth as they kissed hotly, his hands continuing to roughly play with her tits, pushing, squeezing, pulling and pressing them into his hands with eagerness as their tongues danced in another enthusiastic and illicit kiss.

Elizabeth's hand snaked up to curl around Rhys' face, pulling his face to hers as her other hand reached up to cup his hand over her left breast, squeezing hard with him as she breathed hotly into his mouth, gently running her nails across his neck and cheek.

Briefly her boyfriend crossed the cheating girlfriend's mind as she stood in the lustful, and oh so naughty, embrace with his best friend, however the thought of what she was doing, where she was doing it and who with only made the ever-growing horny girlfriend kiss Rhys harder, her body betraying the emotions that still dominated her mind. Whatever Karl was doing he surely had no idea that she was kissing his best friend like she should only kiss him while helping him squeeze and grope her tits through her summer dress...

Suddenly Rhys let his hands fall from her tits, and as if of one mind, Elizabeth instantly turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck as his hands found her waist then ass, their lips never leaving each other's.

Still kissing passionately, like they could not kiss hard, deep or fast enough, her boyfriend's best friend suddenly moved and deftly lifted her up, her feet dangling as he walked her towards the nearest empty wall space, which happened to be the bedroom door and slammed her firmly against it.

The wooden door banged loudly as Rhys pushed her hard against it, dropping her to her feet as his hands once more found her waist and cheek. Elizabeth's hands, one remaining in his hair pulling his face to hers, while the other ran over his face, chest and shoulders, ran wild as she moaned breathily and excitedly into his mouth, pressed hard against the bedroom door.

Through the wood she could hear the sounds of the television blaring and her boyfriend and his friends laughing and joking, completely ignorant that she was pinned against the bedroom door hotly kissing their other friend and her own boyfriend's best friend, filled with lust and anger which fuelled her to even higher heights.

The kiss was becoming pure animal lust as Elizabeth began pulling at Rhys' top before she ran both hands down to his stomach and under it, yanking and pulling it up awkwardly. Her boyfriend's best friend responded by pulling her away from the door and breaking the kiss. As both panted heavily he reached down and pulled his top over his head with Elizabeth's help, tossing it somewhere across the room before his lips once again found hers and his hands ran up the bare flesh left exposed on her back by the halter-dress.

Elizabeth's nails raked gently down his toned chest before her hands slid under his arms and round to grab his back, pulling him against her and pushing herself back against the door with another loud bang of the wood against the frame again, all the while their lips smacking and tongues hungrily searching each other's mouths erotically.

Her large tits pressed hotly against Rhys' now bare chest, her soft flesh only separated from his toned body by the thin material of the summer dress. Kissing and hands running over each other, the illicit pair continued their lewd embrace as Rhys' hands worked their way up under the hem of his best friend's girlfriend's dress to pull her red lace panties down as best as he could without breaking the kiss, Elizabeth helping as she used her feet to push them the rest of the way to the floor, stepping out of them and kicking them away from her as her own hands began fumbling with Rhys' belt buckle and zip.

For a moment she struggled, lost in the moment and the myriad of feelings blazing through her as the thought of struggling to unbutton her boyfriend's best friend's jeans so they could have sex sent shock waves through her. She still hated this guy, and she still loved Karl though she was intensely pissed at him, however right then lust was taking over fuelled by the anger and hurt of the day.

Rhys' hands found hers and began clumsily and hurriedly yanking at his belt and buckle until finally it gave way and his jeans soon followed, both he and Elizabeth hastily pushing the clothing from his waist before he shimmied out of them, kicking them awkwardly from his feet so they flew across the room before he stood before his friend's girlfriend in just his boxers, their lips still mashed together hungrily as their tongues danced.

Once again the door banged as Rhys pushed Elizabeth against the wood, her big tits again pressing flat into his muscular chest, and his now barely concealed bulging hard dick pressing against her flat stomach, sending shivers through the horny girlfriend as she moaned breathily into his mouth.

His hand found hers, their fingers entwined as he lifted her arm high above her head and pressed it firmly against the door while her other held on to his shoulder. Breaking the kiss, Rhys began working his lips down her neck and shoulders, kissing her soft flesh hungrily as Elizabeth raised one of her legs and wrapped it around his waist, resting her foot on the back of his leg as she leaned her head back, eyes closed and mouth half-open, breathing heavily as the pleasure of Rhys' kisses tingled through her body.

Her fingers flexed in his hand as his lips continued to kiss lower and onto her exposed cleavage, kissing softly the firm flesh of the tops of her big tits, gently nipping to bring a sharp intake of breath from the hot girlfriend of his friend. Spending a few moments enjoying kissing her cleavage Rhys' mouth once more kissed their way back up until Elizabeth could hold back no longer and locked her lips with his, her tongue speedily and hungrily probing his mouth as passion roared through her.

Hotly kissing, lips smacking, tongues mingling, Rhys let his friend's girlfriend's hand go though Elizabeth left it high above her head for a moment lost in the kiss and the situation, before she let it fall and wrapped her arms aroundhis neck as his hands cupped her tight, sweet ass and lifted her, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist and his bulging boxers pressing against her now burning hot pussy, protected only by the thin material.

"Uuummmmmmmm!" She moaned hornily into her boyfriend's best friend's mouth at the sudden feeling. The door banging again as Rhys held her firmly against its hard surface, while her big 36D tits mashed flat against his solidly chiselled naked chest.

A faint wondering thought flashed through the illicit girlfriend's mind, wondering if Karl or any of his friends had heard the bedroom door banging, not that any of them would think she and Rhys were having sex against it...which they weren't...at least not yet anyway, (the thought of having sex against the door while Karl was downstairs sent a rush of intense lust through Elizabeth's body), but still, the wondering thought of if her boyfriend and his friend's could hear their other friend pressing Karl's girlfriend against the door, all but naked, as they kissed hotly and were about to have very hot sex by the whole intense feeling of things...well, that just made Elizabeth claw at Rhys' back as she kissed him with renewed vigour.

Her boyfriend's best friend responded instantly, almost growling animalisticly as he pressed her against the door harder, his raging hard dick trying vainly to push deep into her though her dress and his boxers prevented the primal urge.

For a few more minutes they kissed hotly, locked in their embrace, before Rhys suddenly lowered Elizabeth back to her feet again and broke the kiss, staring down at her with that smug expression of his and a burning lust for her in his eyes.

Elizabeth knew that despite her expression of dislike for him and anger at Karl, which showed, her own face reflected that lust, that instinctual need that had been reluctantly awakened within the hot brunette girlfriend, that need for what was bulging her boyfriend's best friend's boxers towards her, that need that had her breathing heavily causing her gorgeous tits to heave and her face to glow heatedly.

For a long moment they stared at each other, before Elizabeth leaned gently back against the bedroom door, her heart beating in anticipation as Rhys stared at her triumphantly and hungrily.

"I always knew you'd be hot for me when I got you going." He said self-confidently, which of course he had every right to be having done what he had done with his best friend's girlfriend so far, not to mention what they both knew was about to happen.

"Don't flatter yourself." Elizabeth replied as derisively as she could while sounding breathy and staring at Rhys' almost naked form. "I'm only doing this because Karl's an asshole."

"But I know part of you wants this..." He said boldly, moving towards her and taking her hand, gently brushing her small palm against the tip of his bulging boxers as his mouth almost, but not quite, touched hers.

Elizabeth shuddered at both the momentary contact with her boyfriend's best friend's hard cock and the almost-contact of his lips to hers. Oh, she hated him even more for being right.

"You really do flatter yourself." She whispered huskily back, this time teasing him with her own lips and moving a little closer to him, arching her back ever so slightly without letting her breasts touch his chest. "I could walk away any moment, you though...you've always wanted to fuck me...you're the one who can't resist me Rhys."

A small pleased-to-be-challenged smile lightened his face as his fingers traced her slim waist.

"And you're the one whose boyfriend is downstairs while you let his best friend nail you...in his bed too." He replied just as hotly and Elizabeth felt a heated shudder rush through her body...damn him.

"You're such an arrogant asshole Rhys." She replied in a whisper, her eyes practically shining as she looked into his, their lips and bodies less than an inch apart. "I can't stand you, you bastard."

That smile returned to smugness incarnate, and the sexual tension tripled in the room once more.

"But you're still going to have sex with me while your boyfriend's downstairs." He responded simply, smug victory written all over his face and aura. "So what do you say we get started?"

The last was obviously rhetorical, especially by now, as Karl's best friend held her hand like a gentleman and led her as one would lead a lady to dance in one of those classic films, however Rhys Jenson wasn't leading Elizabeth Alexander, his best friend's gorgeous 24-year-old brunette girlfriend, to a dance...oh no, he led her slowly, and deliberately round to the side of the large king-size pine bed that she and Karl shared, his eyes never leaving hers, and that look of smug victory never leaving him.

Elizabeth's breathing deepened with every step as she let this man she couldn't stand, though who had turned her on so much with the whole situation which she was responsible for in one sense, though it was all Karl's fault, as she let Rhys fucking Jenson, the guy she had so wanted Karl to get rid of tonight and forever, who she had spent so much time avoiding, who had tried to kiss her the very first time he had met her and was now about to actually have sex with her in her and Karl's bed, as she let Rhys lead her to the side of their bed...

...the entire reason she had led Rhys up to her and Karl's bedroom was about to happen, and despite her dislike for him, an ever-growing part of her was becoming more excited with anticipation at the hot, illicit, cheating sex she and Rhys both knew was about to happen...

...that made the sexy girlfriend wonder what her boyfriend was doing right then, right as his loving, sweet, hot girlfriend was about to have sex with his best friend in their own bed while he sat downstairs...the butterflies in Elizabeth's stomach were rampaging...this was it...

The divas had paraded around in their skimpy costumes looking more than a little sexy for quite some time before they finally began the special T&A triple-threat match which had all three of the guys watching it engrossed avidly. The long legs, large tits, gorgeous faces and tight asses of the women as they threw each other or straddled each other was every man's dream, just minus the part where they touched each other a little more erotically, even a grope would have sent the ratings through the roof Karl thought with a smile.

Little did the engrossed boyfriend know that while he was watching the busty women on screen thinking what a good grope would do to the ratings, his own girlfriend was upstairs in their bedroom standing in front of her full-length mirror watching and breathing heavily as his best friend stood behind her, his hands reaching around beneath her arms to take hold of her large, soft but firm tits, squeezing, pressing and mashing them into his palms, fingers and together before his hands worked as his lips locked with hers in a heated, passionate, illicit kiss.

While Karl listened to J.V. talk about which diva he thought was the hottest, and consequently tried to work out what he thought himself, his girlfriend turned to wrap her arms around his best friend's neck, kissing him deeply, her tongue dancing in his mouth as he picked her up. Moments later, if the engrossed boyfriend had listened he would have heard several bangs as his best friend repeatedly pushed his girlfriend hard against the bedroom door as they kissed and she hurriedly pulled his clothes off, helping him unbuckle his jeans after he had reached beneath her dress to push her red lace panties to the floor.

As Rhys lifted Beth against the door, her long, smooth slender legs wrapping around his sturdy waist as she moaned breathily into his mouth, his bulging boxers struggling vainly to fill her up, Karl sat unaware watching the three women continue to flaunt and fight. That was until after a couple of minutes one finally pinned another and as the referee began counting the pin, the three of them engrossed in the position of the pin, Rhys took Beth's hand, her heavy tits heaving with her deep breathing, causing that gorgeous dress to strain against her impressive rack, and lead her to the side of their bed where both knew what was about to happen...

...as Rhys sat on the bed, Beth standing with her heart racing before him, as he took her hands and smiled both smugly and victoriously, Karl celebrated the win of his favourite diva, unaware that his friend was about to 'pin' his girlfriend to their bed for far longer than a three count...

Rhys held Beth's hands lightly, just resting her fingers in his strong hands as he sat on the edge of her and Karl's bed looking up into that beautiful face of hers. He had fantasized and dreamt of this moment but had never thought it would actually arrive. He had thought that getting a peak at her naked in the shower, or the quick feel he had gotten of her in the kitchen would have been the most he would ever have gotten...but now he had her right where he had always wanted her, ready to go to bed with him for the hottest sex of her life...and Karl was right downstairs and this was his bed.

While Karl was his best friend there was just no competing if he had to choose between being loyal to his friend and actually laying the unbelievably hot and totally unavailable Miss Elizabeth Alexander...his best friend's incredibly sexy girlfriend. If he had had any doubts, the moment his hands cupped her wondrous tits in front of that mirror they would have vanished, if not even when she had told him he could do anything he wanted to her.

Now it was finally time to screw this hot chick until she couldn't walk. He had no doubt this was a one night thing, just like she said, despite her ever-increasing willingness to participate in cheating on her boyfriend downstairs, and Rhys Jenson had no qualms with that, but he was damn sure he was going to make the most out of a situation that truly was one in a million.

"Any preferences?" He asked with a self-confident smile, obviously referring to positions.

Beth glanced briefly at his bulging boxers before she once more looked in his eyes and shrugged as if she didn't care. That deepened his smile. She was a fiery one, and Beth would fight till the end...he liked that.

Still, Rhys wanted, and had every intention of making sure, despite his smug self-interest, Beth to enjoy every moment herself.

"Alright, I'll choose." He said amusedly, "But first..." He added before he stood up and grabbed the waistband of his boxers.

Beth, his friend's hot girlfriend, looked down as Rhys swiftly yanked his boxers down without a moment's hesitation, letting them fall to the floor around his feet before he once more sat on the edge of the bed.

The struggle in Karl's girlfriend's face was apparent...half amazed and very interested, and half fighting to either not care or at least not look impressed. Both increased Rhys' smug self-confidence.

His thick, nine-inch dick stood solidly hard and proud as he sat on the edge of his best friend's bed with his girlfriend staring openly at the large member...Rhys was wondering if she was thinking about if she could take it all, he didn't think that Karl was as big as him, and he didn't doubt that his best friend was any where near as good as he was either...but Beth would have to find that out the very, very 'hard' way.

"It's all yours tonight Beth." He said with growing anticipation as his fingers gently traced up her arms, Goosebumps forming on her skin at his touch.

Looking from his lap to his face, the struggle seemed to be going on, though Karl's girlfriend's eyes practically shone now.

The stunning brunette remained silent however, that didn't faze Rhys in the slightest though.

"Alright Beth..." He began as he moved on the bed so that he sat in the centre leaning back against the headboard in a sitting position before he held out his hand to her...like a gentleman should. "...I've wanted to get in that tight ass of yours ever since Karl first introduced us. It's time to get you full of all nine inches of Rhys."

Looking at him for a moment, Elizabeth breathed heavily, no doubt thinking of the incredibly hot, and desperately illicit and naughty thing they were about to do...right on her and her boyfriend, his best friend's, bed. Then with a half-feigned disgusted look, she placed her hand in his.

"You're such a pig." She said as her smooth, bare leg knelt on the side of the bed, his hand steadying her...the words and expression he knew she half-felt, mixed with lust and excitement at what they were doing, seemed both amusing and hot as she climbed onto the bed with her hand in his ready to straddle his hard, upright nine-inch dick so they could have sex on her and her boyfriend's bed, while her boyfriend and their friends were right downstairs.

As her light weight pressed onto the bed, the soft, springy mattress dipped gently and Beth lifted her leg from the floor, moving to straddle his naked lap...

...what was Karl doing while his girlfriend prepared to straddle his best friend's nine-inch dick, Rhys wondered briefly...

...whatever it was, Rhys didn't care, his entire attention rested on the beautiful woman who deftly swung her leg over his...the time to have sex with his best friend's girlfriend had arrived ...

Elizabeth knelt on the soft, springy mattress and lifted her long, slender leg from the floor, swinging it over Rhys' outstretched legs. Kneeling over him, the gorgeous brunette girlfriend took hold of the pine headboard with both hands and shimmied towards him until his glorious nine-inch hard dick was underneath her.

Her heart pounded as she raised her eyes to look into her boyfriend's best friend's face as she knelt straddled above his raging hard dick, ready to lower herself down the straining length to have sex with him while Karl was downstairs having fun with his friends.

Rhys sat there with his hands to either side of him, perfectly at his ease as he obviously intended her to do the work of impaling herself on his big cock, which made Elizabeth smile inside slightly...he would be an arrogant asshole till the end.

Shaking her head to flick her hair from her face, Elizabeth kept her eyes on his as she slowly began to bend her knees, lowering herself ever so slowly towards the huge dick beneath her...until the sudden contact as his hard head touched her burning pussy sent an impressive shiver through her body and her breathing deepened...she was really going to do this...but Karl deserved it for not caring; the asshole.

Grinning smugly and victoriously, Rhys just sat there watching her. Smiling back with only a hint of sarcasm, Elizabeth bent her legs more and the thick head of her boyfriend's best friend pushed...then suddenly sank deep into the hotness of her burning pussy...this was it, she had another guy's unprotected, hard dick inside her!

Rhys' face brightened as she knew it would as his dick was enveloped by, her pussy, his best friend's girlfriend's hot, tight pussy, while Elizabeth began to take deeper breaths as she continued lowering herself down what started to feel like a baseball bat it was so hard and thick -- much, much thicker than Karl's!

Licking her lips the stunning girlfriend took a deep breath, forcing her already impressive tits tight against the thin fabric of her summer dress as four...five...six...fucking seven...inches of ragingly hard dick slowly filled and stretched her pussy.

Her eyes closed tightly as she managed to work another inch inside her, however she felt like she couldn't breathe any longer she was so stuffed full of hard cock, it was touching places she had never thought she had...fuck...Rhys' big dick had to be burying itself in her womb!

Biting her lip and gripping the pine headboard tightly, Elizabeth was determined to take the last inch of pulsing hard meat, and so with one last breath, she pushed herself all the way down until she sat completely impaled on the huge, fucking thick rod of her boyfriend's best friend. Her head fell forward and her fingers gripped white-knuckled to the headboard as wave after wave of intense pleasure shot from her totally cock-stuffed pussy and burned through every never in her body.

Panting heavily it took the stunning girlfriend a few moments to catch her breath before she could once more lift her head to look into the eyes of her boyfriend's best friend, her eyes wide and sparkling with the pleasure rushing through her body. Fuck she had never felt so full!

"Fuck your big." She breathed, unable to stop herself...she couldn't stand this guy, but right then all she could think of was the huge rod filling her body to bursting.

"Bigger than Karl?" Rhys asked sounding completely smug as his hands began stroking her bare legs that rested either side of his as she now straddled his lap, rammed full of his entire nine-inch length.

Elizabeth could feel every hot inch of his dick deep inside her, pulsing, hard, and reaching places Karl never had. Oh, he wasn't too much bigger than Karl, but he was definitely thicker.

All she could do in response was nod, her vocal chords seeming lost for the moment in the intense feelings coursing through her body.

"Fuck! I can't believe how hot and tight you are!" Rhys almost groaned and Elizabeth felt her own touch of smugness, after all, she knew her boyfriend's best friend had a way with the ladies and had been with a lot of them, so coming from him that was a compliment. "I can't believe Karl has kept you all to himself for three years."

The mention of her boyfriend's name from his best friend as she sat impaled on his rigid cock sent a shiver through Elizabeth's body and deep into her pussy which tingled with fire.

Releasing her grip on the head board she pushed her hair from her face with both hands and sat up straight, her large tits heaving beneath her thin summer dress as she breathed deep and a little quickly.

"I am his girlfriend you know." She replied, a faint hint of a smile spreading her lusciously soft lips and a sparkle glimmering in her large blue-green eyes.

"That you are." Was all Rhys said in reply as he leaned forward, but it was filled with the hot innuendo that 'we both know you are his girlfriend, but you're stuffed full of my dick and we're going to have sex'...oh how that set her pussy ablaze.

His lips met hers gently and they kissed once, twice, three times before Elizabeth parted them and her tongue darted into his mouth as they began kissing hotly. Her hands rested on his shoulders before she grabbed his face, while his grasped her slim waist tightly. Lust and passion burned through her body and animal instincts took over...oh she felt so fucking horny! Here she was on her and her boyfriend's bed, impaled on her boyfriend's best friend's huge, nine-inch, thick, hard cock, kissing him hotly while her boyfriend sat downstairs with his friends, completely oblivious to what was happening on his own bed with his hot girlfriend of just over three years!

Oh, the thought sent lustful shocks through her body, her pussy cried for satisfaction, and Elizabeth complied as she gently began to move her hips.

The sudden feeling of that thick nine-inch dick sliding so strongly inside her hot, horny body, that hot, huge dick that didn't belong to her boyfriend, instantly spurred the sexy girlfriend on, and as their lips mashed with ever-growing force and their tongues danced more and more passionately, Elizabeth began to rock her hips back and forth faster, Rhys' huge dick sliding in and out of her tight pussy driving her ever higher.

"Mmmmph!" She moaned breathily into her boyfriend's best friend's mouth as her hands grasped his face frantically, his grip on her waist feeling so hot as she rocked gently back and forth on his huge cock.

One of Rhys' strong hands slid up from her waist to cup and roughly squeeze one of her big tits, mashing the soft but firm flesh in his hand through the thin summer dress, causing Elizabeth's nipples to instantly harden, poking through the fabric as she began moving her hips faster.

"Ohhh" She breathed heatedly, breaking the kiss as the feel of Karl's best friend's hand groping her and his big cock filling and re-filling her sent ripples of pleasure surging through her hot 24-year-old body. "Mmmm"

"Fuck you're hot!" Rhys breathed in a tight voice before his hand left her well-massaged breast to pull her mouth to his again, kissing her hungrily as he slid his hands beneath the hem of her dress and grabbed tightly onto her naked ass as Elizabeth continued to rock back and forth on his incredible dick.

Breaking the kiss, Elizabeth rested her forehead against his, staring into his eyes as she began to move her hips faster, her heavy 36D tits jiggling lightly beneath her dress as lust began to consume her as this incredible nine-inch rod slid out and pushed deep within her again and again, pushing deep into her womb completely naked.

"You're such an arrogant bastard." The gorgeous girlfriend said breathily as she looked into Rhys' eyes, a faint hint of scorn coming through the lust painting her beautiful features. "How does it feel to be fucking your best friend's girlfriend?"

The words sent a bolt of lust tearing through her body and her pace quickened again, as did her breathing.

"You mean knowing your boyfriend's down stairs?" The smug bastard replied with an arrogant smile, his hands gripping her tight ass and helping her move on his hard dick. "It feels fucking great. I always knew you'd be the best piece of ass I ever laid."

That last was punctuated by Rhys slapping Elizabeth's tight, bare ass, causing the horny girlfriend to cry out lightly.

"Slap me again and I'll slap you." Elizabeth threatened him warningly, still rocking her hips, working that big dick in and out of her tight pussy, every inch pushing deep into her feeling so incredibly fucking good. "Unmmmm...you're such a fucking pig..." She added with a low moan of pleasure, biting her lip as once again Rhys' dick buried itself deep inside her.

"Ugh, yeah, that's it Beth, ride my dick like the good cheating slut you are." Rhys replied tightly before he leaned back against the headboard, resting his hands on her smooth thighs, watching her fuck herself on his enormous pole.

And fuck herself she did. With every passing second, despite her feelings for him, Elizabeth began rocking her hips harder and faster, pushing herself up and down on her boyfriend's best friend's thick nine-inch cock with more and more enthusiasm until lust soon consumed her. Fuck, it just felt so fucking good being filled over and over again with his huge fucking dick.

"Oh fuck!" She breathed erotically as she rested her hands on Rhys' shoulders and began lifting herself up and down his nine-inch shaft each time she rocked her hips faster and harder. "I can't believe how big your fucking dick is...mmnn...fucck..."

"You like it Beth?" He asked tightly as her pussy gripped his thick shaft like a vice.

"Mmmmm..." Elizabeth moaned softly as she nodded her head, that huge dick and the whole erotic, dirty situation filling her body with lust.

"Then show me slut." Rhys growled, his hands sliding up her thighs to grab her tight ass once more, lifting her up and pulling her hard down on his impaling rod. "Show me how you fuck...ugn...Karl."

The mention of her boyfriend's name as his best friend helped her rise and fall on his nine-inch dick made Elizabeth suddenly feel so slutty...oh, and fuck it felt so good.

With her hands resting on Rhys' shoulders, the sexy, cheating girlfriend began to rapidly push herself up and down her boyfriend's friend's big dick until to the sound of the mattress springs gently squeaking she was bouncing up and down, riding his dick vigorously, her big 36D tits jolting lustfully beneath her thin dress, emphasised by the fact she had decided to wear no bra tonight. Any thoughts of anything but the thick dick impaling her each time she slammed herself down all nine inches were gone...for Elizabeth Alexander, the hot, illicit sex was all that mattered...

Rhys stared entranced as he watched his best friend's incredibly hot girlfriend ride steadily up and down his ragingly thick nine-inch dick, the mattress creaking softly in time with her lustful movements, emphasised by her steady deep breaths as his thick shaft filled her deeper than Karl had ever gone again and again...fuck but she was hot!

His hands resting on her tight ass no longer had to help her move on his dick as Elizabeth began to ride his thick cock with growing intensity, using her gentle grip on his shoulders for support as she began bouncing up and down on his huge rod harder and faster.

"Unh fuck...ummm...fuck..." His friend's stunning girlfriend moaned softly, her deep breaths pushing her glorious tits tightly against her dress which showed her hard nipples perfectly.

"Damn this is hot..." Rhys commented tightly, his voice strained as Karl's girlfriend's pussy gripped vice-like around his thick shaft as she rode up and down its nine-inch length. "Having sex with you Beth is...fuck, I never thought you'd ever be on my dick."

Her slender fingers flexed on his shoulders as her slim back arched as she impaled herself a little more forcefully.

"Umm...fuuck...I thought you were supposed to be Karl's best friend?" She replied breathily, a faint smile on her beautiful lips and a deep gleam in her eye as she continued riding his thick cock. Oh she was a slut after all.

"I am." He answered as he used his grip on her tight ass beneath her dress to roughly pull her up and down his thick cock again, bringing a deep sigh of pleasure from his friend's horny girlfriend. "He should be thanking me for screwing his girl."

Elizabeth tilted her head quizzically as she continued rocking her hips, the mattress creaking a little louder as she increased her pace, moaning softly beneath her breath as her nails gently scratched along his shoulders.

"He was an asshole to you tonight." Rhys clarified with a playful smile, his hands slipping to rest on Elizabeth's smooth, long legs as they rested either side of his. "You could have ended up having sex with a complete stranger if I hadn't valiantly stepped in...fuck...damn you're hot...anything could have happened then...ugh...so he should be thanking me for this."

The whole story made Elizabeth smile dirtily, amused and turned on even more by the fact not only that she was cheating on her boyfriend who was downstairs, not only that she was screwing his best friend in their own bed, but also because he had just made it sound like he was doing his friend a big favour for being such an asshole...damn Rhys had to remember to thank Karl for how he acted tonight, without it he would never have gotten into his girlfriend's fucking tight ass!

"Then I guess I had better thank you for looking out for me..." Elizabeth purred erotically still smiling as she leaned down to kiss him briefly, her tongue dancing with his before she sat back up and lifted her hands from his shoulders to grab hold of the pine headboard behind him, bracing herself.

While Rhys knew that this stunning girl still couldn't stand him, oh he had no illusions about that, this was all about lust now, and Elizabeth Alexander, the fucking sexiest woman he had ever met, was brimming with it right then...she needed to fuck...and fucking she was.

Staring deep into his eyes, Elizabeth used her new leverage to suddenly begin to move her slender hips faster as she suddenly began to ride his thick cock harder and faster, raising almost completely off the nine-inch rod to slam herself down forcefully, stuffing her tight, hot pussy so deeply it knocked the breath from her lungs a couple of times before deep moans sounded deep in her throat in time with the increasing creak of the mattress.

Breathing hard and fast, the sexy brunette girlfriend stared lustfully into his eyes as she moaned softly in intense pleasure.

"Fuck..." He groaned as she bounced up and down his dick rapidly, "...now this is the kind of thanks I like..."

Smiling half-amusedly and half-dirtily, Elizabeth laughed softly, before her laughter turned into a deep, throaty moan of pleasure.

"Oohhmmm...fuck Rhys..." The stunning brunette girlfriend moaned lustfully. "...ohh fuck...this is what you've...umm...always wanted isn't it?" She panted heavily, riding his dick harder so the wooden bed itself softly began to creak in time with the lewd sounds the mattress made, both marking the illicit, cheating fuck clearly and repeatedly. "...Youuummmm fuckk...ohhuh...you always wanted...your best friend's girlfriend to ride your big...ohh...fucking dick...ummm yesss...fuck...are you happy now...watching me bounce on your...uhhnn...thick cock?"

"Ugh, fuck yes...you're so fucking hot Beth..." He growled in reply, letting his hands slide up to cinch her slim waist, helping her to ride his nine-inch rod hard and fast, much to her soft moaning delight. "...I'm going to fuck you till you scream!"

"Ohhuughh yeah!" She groaned deeply, throwing her head back, her long brown hair dangling down her back, swishing back and forth as she released the headboard to grab his wrists, holding his hands on her waist as she rapidly bounced on his hard dick. "You're so fucking big!" She groaned deeply and appreciatively, her big tits jiggling within the confines of her thin, halter-neck summer dress, instantly drawing Rhys' attention.

"Oh fuck...I wish Karl would come up and see this." He said tightly as he stared avidly at the gorgeous form of this insanely hot woman fucking herself enthusiastically on his cock.

Her smooth, long legs resting either side of his, toned and strong as she pushed herself hard and fast...without missing a single beat...up and down his huge, nine-inch pole, her flat stomach and slim waist held in his hands as she held his wrists firmly, gripping them tightly as her body was wracked with pleasure from being so full of hard cock so deeply, her huge 36D tits bouncing lustfully within the thin confines of that lowish-cut summer dress, and her beautiful face that now stared down at him as she once more lifted her head, a mask of pure lust and incredible gorgeousness...fuck, Karl was a lucky guy to have her as his girlfriend!

"Ummm...you mean...watch his girlfriend ride your biiiig...uhhh...big fucking dick on his bed mmm?" Elizabeth moaned in a tone that made his dick ache as she stared at him, her eyes sparkling as she took one of his hands and slowly slid it up over her stomach to cup one of her large, heavy tits, her own hand squeezing his into her firm but soft breast. "Ummmnnn...ohh...to watch you feel my tits...mmm...like you did in the kitchen...fuck that was hot..."

Rhys needed no encouragement as he squeezed her big tits hungrily revelling in the feel of her soft but firm flesh moulding hotly in his fingers as she helped him squeeze, pressing his palm into her soft flesh so that her hard nipple pressed deep into his hand...fuck...she felt so amazingly good!

"...Oohuuuhhhh...you should have just taken me over the counter...ummm..." She moaned dirtily, her eyes closing as she lost herself in the feel of his hand groping her and his dick filling her again and again. "...ohh fuck...that would have been so fucking hot...yeeesss...squeeze my tits Rhys...feel your friend's girlfriend's tits while you fill her with you big fucking cock...unnmmm...you arrogant bastard...ohhh!"

Fuck...if she carried on like this he was going to cum any second, Rhys thought blearily as his best friend's girlfriend continued bouncing up and down his huge dick fast and hard, mashing his hand into her large tits. But fuck, he wanted to watch her ride him before he came...

And so, pulling himself up, Rhys pressed his lips hard against hers, their tongues instantly probing each other's mouths as once more his hands found her waist, holding her still as they kissed passionately. Beth wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself to him, mashing those hot, heavy tits of hers firmly against his naked chest as Rhys took the moment to push himself down the bed a little.

With that, he broke the kiss, stroked Beth's face tenderly, and then lay back, his head resting in the middle of the pillows as he stared up at this gorgeous woman impaled on his rigid cock, smiling a smile that dripped sluttiness which only added to her incredible sexiness...and with that, the bed began creaking once more...

Karl Tabbert returned from the kitchen with two new bottles of beer, handing one to J.V. before he sat down and took a swig of his own, unaware that as he did his girlfriend was lowering her body down onto his best friend's huge nine-inch dick, pushing it deep inside her unprotected pussy until it filled her completely.

The DVD was still playing, it was about halfway through the event now and some wrestlers that Karl didn't know where having some hardcore match, swearing and beating each other senseless with various things. While he found the match interesting, and it was a laugh, Karl always preferred the more technical matches...which was probably a product of having grown up with 'proper' wrestling.

Little did he know as he sat back in his chair, half watching the show and half thinking of something to banter with J.V. with, that his gorgeous girlfriend was upstairs on their bed rocking her hips back and forth, riding his friend's huge dick as she gripped his shoulders and then the headboard for support as pleasure shot through every inch of her cock-filled body.

As one wrestler slammed another onto a table, Elizabeth slammed herself down onto Rhys' hard nine-inch cock, moaning softly as she pulled his hand to squeeze her big tits through her thin summer dress like only Karl should have, his fingers sinking into the firm but soft flesh just as his huge dick sank deep inside her very welcoming pussy, filling her up more than Karl ever had.

As a joke came into Karl's mind and he grinned, Elizabeth stared down at Rhys, lust blazing through her as the hot, illicit, cheating sex filled her mind, as he lay on her and Karl's bed staring up at her gorgeous body and beautiful face...

...Karl had no idea that his girlfriend of three years was upstairs stuffed full of his best friend's nine-inch dick, and so as he began to jibe J.V., Elizabeth began to ride Rhys' thick cock for all she was worth...

Brushing her long brown hair from her face, Elizabeth began rocking her hips back and forth, slowly at first however as Rhys' huge hard dick began pulsing as it moved deep inside her hot, burningly horny pussy, stretching and filling her so fucking good, the hot, horny girlfriend soon began to once again ride up and down her boyfriend's best friend's thick cock, fucking herself on the huge pole as she bounced up and down, her huge tits jumping beneath her thin summer dress in rhythm to the regular creaking of the pine bed and mattress.

CREAK CREAK CREAK...sounded to the brunette girlfriend's panting breaths as pleasure surged through every nerve.

"Ummm fuck....you're so big..." She moaned softly, running her hands through her hair as she bounced rapidly up and down that thick cock. "...ohh fuck...I feel so full."

"Fuck yeah...ride my dick Beth." Rhys breathed as his hands caressed her smooth legs.

Bracing her hands on Rhys' solidly toned chest which pushed her full, heavy breasts together in a very lust-inspiring view, Elizabeth did just that.

"Uuuuhhh, yeah...ummm...this is so hot...uugghh fuuuckk, yes...umm you're so much bigger than Karl...oh fuck...!" She groaned deeply, her hands taking her weight on his chest as she began riding his hard cock harder and faster, the bed shimmying under the force as the frame and mattress creaked louder.

The whole scene must have looked so hot. Here she was, her long brunette hair falling down her slender back, her thin red and yellow flowery summer dress emphasising the hot curves of her body, her big 36D tits bouncing around beneath as she fucked herself repeatedly on the huge nine-inch dick stuffing her oh so needy pussy full to bursting, her gorgeous face a mask of lust and intense pleasure, her long, smooth legs straddled either side of the guy beneath her and her hands bracing her as she rode his dick for all she was worth, causing the bed to creak ever louder as she bounced harder and faster on the hot guy's dick beneath her...and not just any dick, but that of her own boyfriend's best friend...oh yes, she was here, riding her boyfriend's best friend, moaning deeply in pleasure on her and her boyfriend's bed while he was downstairs with his friends having a good time...the thought sent a wave of intense pleasure blasting through Elizabeth's sexy body and brought a deep, lust-filled moan from her lips.

"OOHhhhh fuck! Ummmm I can't believe we're having sex Rhys...ohhh fuck so good...ummm!" Elizabeth groaned deeply as she stared hornily down into her boyfriend's best friend's face. "I can't believe you've got...UHH FUCK...ohhhhmmm...I can't believe you've got your big dick in me...Ohhhmmmm yeah...so big..."

Rhys' huge nine-inches felt so incredibly hard as it pushed so deep into her pussy, stretching and filling her like she had never been before... and fuck it felt so good. No wonder he always managed to bed those married, engaged and non-single women. Fuck! If he hadn't been so full on and tried seducing her, with this dick and if she'd been horny enough, fuck, she may just have let him take her over the kitchen counter tonight! Fuck, it felt so good!

"You like my big dick Beth?" Rhys breathed in a tight voice, his eyes taking in every glorious part of her as she bounced rapidly on his huge pole.

"Ugh! Yes...you arrogant bastard...ohhhmmmm fuckkk...mmmm...it's so goood..." She half-moaned breathily in response, one hand rising to rest on her stomach as she slammed herself up and down his thick cock. FUCK! She could feel it burying itself inside her! Oh fuck it felt so fucking good!! "Ummm...you want to hear your best friend's...ohhh...girlfriend...fuck...tell you you're big...fuckking...dick feels sooo fucking good buried inside her hot pussy Rhys? Ohhhmmmyeeaahh...fuck, your big cock feels so good deep inside me...ohh fuck yes...it feels so good filling me up, ummmm yeah! Fuck! Ohmm, I'm going to fuck you raw!"

With that, Elizabeth grabbed both of Rhys' hands and holding them up she braced herself, leaning on them for support as she suddenly began to slam herself hard and fast on his enormous dick.

The rock-solid nine-inch rod slammed hard and deep into her burning hot pussy sending electricity through her body as hot pleasure rushed through every nerve...fuck it felt so good...all that existed was this huge dick giving her so much pleasure, more than she had ever had...her huge 36D tits bounced wildly beneath her dress, threatening to pop out of the lowish neckline each time she slammed herself down on the huge invading member.

"Fuck Beth...yeah, ride my dick you fucking slut..." Rhys growled tightly, his fingers entwined with hers as he met her thrusts with his own, driving his hard nine-inches deep within her forcefully. "...you're a fucking hot cheating girlfriend Beth, fucking your boyfriend's best friend while he's downstairs, taking his dick on your bed like a horny slut! Ugh fuck! Show me how much you want my dick Beth!"

Elizabeth had been holding her breath, lost in the intense feelings as she impaled herself hard and fast on Rhys' solid cock, however his words broke the dam with their hotness, and she moaned loudly as her body was wracked with incredible electricity.

"OOOHHHH! OHH! UMMMM! YEAAAH! Ohhhh FUUCCK! UGHHH YEAAH! Ohhh fuck Rhys! Oh fuck! You're so good baby...ohhhhhmmmm...fuck I've never felt so fucking good...uhhhhnnn yeah...yeah...ohhhuuuuhh!" She moaned deeply, her mouth hanging open as hot lust surged through her as Rhys' dick rammed into her hard again and again as she slammed her tight ass down, impaling herself on all nine rigid inches rapidly. "Karl should never have let you touch me you bastard...ohhh FUCK YES! UGHHH! Ummmmohhhh your dick is so biiiig!!"

Sitting straight as her body tingled all over, Elizabeth pulled Rhys' hands to her, pressing them firmly on her big 36D tits, helping him squeeze them through her dress as she continued riding his cock, filling the room with the soft sounds of the bed creaking with her lust-filled moans punctuating them.

"Squeeze his girlfriend's tits Rhys...ummm...while she fucks herself on your big cock! Ohhhugghhh!" She moaned lewdly, revelling in the hotness of her own words as her boyfriend's best friend hungrily groped her large tits as she fucked the life out of him.

His thick fingers moulded into the soft but firm flesh of her impressive tits as Elizabeth squeezed them with his hands, moaning more and more with each moment.

CREAK CREAK CREAK

UMMMM OHHHH YEAAHHH UGGHHH

And then Rhys pulled his hands from her glorious breasts and grasped her slim waist again, a playful smile painting his handsome face as he stared up at her. He must have read Elizabeth's curious look as she stared down at him, panting heavily as she continued bouncing rapidly up and down his raging cock, as he spoke tightly.

"I want to see your big tits." He demanded, and if that hadn't spread Elizabeth's soft lips in a lusciously naughty smile, what her boyfriend's friend said next definitely would have. "Fuck...I want to see what only Karl should...ugh...so when I see you next to him next time...fuck...I can picture you topless...riding my dick with your big tits out..."

The words set a blazing bolt of electricity through Elizabeth's body, her pussy tingled hotly and she shuddered, moaning deeply enough to momentarily drown out the creaking of the pine bed as she rode Rhys' impressive dick...and then she ran her hands up her flat stomach to cup her large, heavy tits in her small, slender hands, her eyes glowing as she stared heatedly down into Rhys' eager face.

"You want to see your 'BEST' friend's girlfriend's...big...tits...bounce while she FUCKS HERSELF on your thick...ohhhh...hot...ummm...big fucking cock, Rhys?" She asked teasingly, half moaning. "OOhhhhhmmmm...you're so bad..." She added as she squeezed her large tits once...twice...before she slid her hands up her chest and round behind her neck to take hold of the thin straps holding her summer dress up.

Her slender back arched pressing those gloriously big tits tight against the thin material, her hard nipples straining to poke through the fabric as her heavy breasts jumped and jiggled each time Elizabeth impaled herself on his thick cock. Rhys stared avidly.

"You want to see my tits Rhys?" Elizabeth purred hornily as her fingers deftly worked the straps undone behind her neck, watching as Rhys nodded emphatically. A small smile spread her lips as she felt the straps untie, her dress now held up solely by her hands. "You've always wanted to see my tits...ummm...to see me naked....Ohhhhhh...to have hot, passionate fucking sex with me Rhys...oh fuuuccckk...well tonight I'm yours Rhys...ummm...yours to do ANYTHING with you want...ummmmm...while Karl sits downstairs...ohmm...not knowing what you're doing to his girlfriend...yess...oh..."

With those hot words, Elizabeth moved her hands forward, holding her dress above her breasts with her hands for a moment as she stared incredibly horny in front of the guy she couldn't stand being around earlier and was now about to get naked in front of while she continued to ride his nine-inch dick that was buried oh so fucking deep inside her. It was funny how things could turn out so unexpected.

...as she looked deep into his eyes, Elizabeth realised as she once more impaled herself on his huge dick, that she was really his for the night, and she would do anything with him so long as he kept that huge fucking dick buried inside her needy pussy...oh yes, this served Karl right...what could he expect letting Rhys come up to their bedroom with her?...he should have known that his friend would have his dick inside her in no time...and oh, right then, Elizabeth was so glad he did.

"Dreams do come true." She teased erotically with the naughtiest smile ever before Elizabeth Alexander, the stunningly hot brunette girlfriend of Karl Tabbert who sat unaware downstairs, pulled her summer dress down over the glorious huge slopes of her big, heavy 36D tits, and all the way down to her waist as she continued rocking her hips back and forth without missing a beat.

Her boyfriend's best friend's eyes widened and shone with deep, deep horny appreciation as her big 36D tits, with her nipples standing hard and proud, came into full view, naked as they bounced and shook lustfully up and down her chest each time she slammed herself down hard, filling herself with his hot cock.

Instantly Rhys reached up, his hands about to take hold of both of Elizabeth's glorious tits when suddenly she took hold of his hands, entwining her fingers through his as she once more picked up her pace, really fucking herself on his nine inch cock as hard and as fast as she could now...and her big tits went wild, bouncing and flailing on her chest as the now basically naked brunette girlfriend fucked herself on her boyfriend's best friend's hard cock as fast as she could.

"You can look but you...ummm...ohhhh...can't touch Rhysss..." Elizabeth moaned breathily as she pushed his hands down onto the bed, her tight ass rising and falling as she repeatedly impaled herself forcefully on his thick member.

Tossing her hair over her shoulders, Elizabeth's 36D tits hung, jiggling tantalisingly just above Rhys' naked muscular chest, as she rode his dick, moaning throatily as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Ohhhmmm! Ummmmyeeeahhhh! Uhhhhh fuck...oh fuck Rhysss! Mmmmmm fuck yes! Oh fuck yes! OHHH!" The stunning 24-year-old cheating girlfriend groaned as they continued to fuck hot and illicitly.

Rhys gritted his teeth, relishing in the feel of his friend's girlfriend's tight pussy, clamping vice-like around his thick shaft as she slid rapidly up and down, forcefully fucking herself and causing the pine bed to creak a little louder as the mattress shook from the force of their illicit fuck.

"OHhhh fuck you're dig is so much bigger than Karl's...uhhh fuck...soo good!" She groaned, lost in how incredible it felt to be stuffed with so much hard cock that the sexy girlfriend didn't notice Rhys slowly slide his hands above his head, her slender hands still entwined in his, and so with one powerful thrust up to meet hers, his whole nine-inches slammed deep inside the horny girlfriend, bringing a loud sexy groan from her open mouth. "OHHHH!"

The force of the thrust, and Rhys' new position of their hands, caused Elizabeth to lower towards him, and not one to waste an opportunity, Rhys' mouth latched on to one of Elizabeth's big, hanging tits.

"OHH FUCK MMMMMM!" The gorgeous girlfriend moaned loudly as Rhys' mouth covered her hard nipple, biting into her soft but firm tits as he sucked hard, chewing her big breast as she continued to ride him enthusiastically, the bed creaking lightly in protest.

One of Elizabeth's hands left his and grabbed the back of his head, pulling her boyfriend's best friend's face hard into her swinging tits as she fucked herself rapidly on his hard rod. Rhys took the opportunity to grasp her slim waist again, raising himself slightly so he could better suck on the glorious tits offered to him by his friend's girlfriend.

Elizabeth's eyes rolled in pleasure before she looked down, her fingers gripping his and his head white-knuckled as waves of pleasure tore through her hot, sexy 24-year-old body.

"Ohhh fuck Rhys...ummm yesss...ohh fuck...suck my tits Rhys...ohhmm...suck my tits like only Karl should baby!" Elizabeth groaned softly, breathing heavily from the pleasure his mouth was giving her sensitive nipples as he suddenly began alternating between both of her heavy, bouncing breasts. "Bite his girlfriend's tits while I ride your big...OHHH...BIG...FUCKING....ummmm...dick...ugghhhh...on Karl's bed!"

Rhys more than obliged and Elizabeth felt dizzy as her world began to spin from the sheer amount of pleasure this fucking asshole was giving her...fuck, she would do anything for him to keep fucking her right now!

If Karl had walked in right then, he would have seen the hottest scene he could imagine, with his girlfriend eagerly riding his friend's huge naked dick as she leant over him as he sucked and bit her huge tits hungrily, her long brown hair half hanging down her slender back and half down the sides of her beautiful face as she moaned and groaned in rhythm with the lewd creaking of the pine bed which marked the illicit fuck.

...If Karl had walked in that is, however the loving but laid-back boyfriend was sitting downstairs with his friends, oblivious to the fact that his gorgeous girlfriend, who so many drooled and fantasized over, was getting stuffed full of his best friend's nine-inch cock while he sucked her naked tits...

Reluctantly pulling Rhys' mouth and face from her large tits, Elizabeth let go of his hand and straightened, panting heavily as she sat straight and rapidly began bouncing up and down his huge pole, using the springiness of the mattress to help as all the exercise was finally starting to take its toll on the 24-year-old brunette knockout.

"Mmmm...uhhhh...fuckk..." She moaned breathily as she bounced hard on his huge cock.

CREAK CREAK OOHHH CREAK CREAK MMMMM

Filled the room as Rhys grasped her slender waist, helping her impale herself on his thick shaft as she brushed her hair away from her face and smiled playfully down at him, biting her bottom lip in excitement as she watched the guy that was not her boyfriend lying underneath her while they had sex. SEX! She was actually having sex with another guy! Actually cheating on Karl! And with Rhys of all people! She had so not seen that coming when Karl had called and told her his best friend was coming over, and now here they were fucking in her and Karl's bed with Karl downstairs!....Elizabeth groaned very loudly at that!

Rhys stared in awe up at her as his hands slowly ran over her stomach, the feeling sending butterflies through Elizabeth's cock-filled body, as he relished every touch of her, before his hands slowly slid up to once more cup her large, bouncing tits in his hands.

Holding the soft but firm flesh of his best friend's naked girlfriend's 36D tits in his hands as they bounced heavily with every downward thrust the cheating girlfriend made, Rhys grinned from ear to ear, and Elizabeth couldn't blame him as her eyes sparkled as she stared back at him with a lustful smile of her own, her hands running through her hair.

"Fuck you've got great tits Beth." Rhys complimented her breathily, his fingers roughly squeezing the pliant flesh of her big knockers.

CREAK CREAK CREAK

"Ummm...you've always wanted to see me like this...haven't you Rhys?" She replied just as breathily, knowing full well he must have dreamt of him holding her tits while she rode him naked, her discarded summer dress bunched around her legs and waist.

"Ugh fuck...the real thing is so much better." He growled through gritted teeth in response and Elizabeth's smile deepened. "Karl is such a lucky...bastard to have you...every night."

Her boyfriend's name again, in the middle of this hot, naughty sex, sent a shiver up and down Elizabeth's spine, especially as Rhys began to knead her heavy tits more roughly, his fingers sinking deep into the soft but firm flesh as he groped her roughly...groped her like only her boyfriend should...

"OHHmmmmm...fuck...fuck....mmnnn...well....uhhmmm...you've got me now Rhys..." She replied, inhaling sharply with a high-pitched squeak as she slammed down hard on his dick at the same moment he thrust powerfully up, deep into her tight pussy. "...fuck! Ughhhh! His girlfriend is yours to fuck all night Rhys! Uhhmmmm!"

Squeezing her tits a couple more times, Rhys reluctantly let go at that and suddenly sat up, his hands sliding down to the bunched up dress around her waist, though his eyes never left hers as Elizabeth suddenly stopped moving, knowing what he intended to do.

"And I'm going to make you scream..." He said teasingly and arrogantly, though there was no doubt at all in his voice. The arrogant bastard! But oh, for some reason, that arrogance and his words sent a shiver of lust through the horny girlfriend. "...and I'm gong to make you cum so hard..." He continued, grasping her dress and pulling it up. Raising her arms Elizabeth waited as Rhys pulled it up and over her head, tossing it across the room, though their eyes never left each other. "...and make you beg for my dick, Beth."

Smiling half-hornily, oh so looking forward to him fulfilling those words, and half-scornfully, as she still couldn't stand this smug bastard, Elizabeth draped her arms around his neck as she sat completely naked, large breasts heaving, while impaled on his rigid nine-inch cock in the middle of her and Karl's king-size pine bed that had seen so much illicit, cheating sex already so far.

"You smug bastard..." Elizabeth replied scornfully, her eyes blazing with the same emotion though with just as much lust also. "...you think that just because you've got me naked and impaled on your...ohhmmmm...big dick...that I'm going to beg you to fuck me?"

Rhys smiled at the obvious slip...Elizabeth couldn't help it though, his huge nine-inch thick shaft felt so fucking good buried deep within her right then...fuck, she WOULD do anything to keep that thing inside her right then! Oh fuck she needed to cum so badly!

"More than that Beth," Rhys replied as his hands ran up her smooth, slender back. "I'm going to make you beg me never to stop fucking you, you hot cheating slut girlfriend."

Every word, though partially sparking a touch of anger towards him as she would usually feel towards Rhys, still mostly sent waves of hot, horny lust and need surging through every inch of her body...and her pussy blazed and tightened, gripping furiously around Rhys' invading member eager to be pleased.

"Prove it Rhys." Elizabeth replied challengingly.

Without another word, Rhys suddenly moved, holding tightly to her back as in one swift and fluid motion that brought a surprised and excited squeal from the sexy brunette girlfriend, he lifted her and flipped her over so that she lay on her back in the middle of the bed, her head resting gently in the middle of her and Karl's pillows and her legs either side of Rhys as he now held himself on outstretched arms above her, her feet planted on the springy mattress as she smiled up at him, her long brown hair laying fanned out around her beautiful face...and not an inch did his thick pole move inside her...impressive.

"Now let's give this bed a working out Karl has never given it." Her boyfriend's best friend said confidently and Elizabeth's smile deepened as she placed her arms up around Rhys' neck and bit her lip in anticipation.

"Come on then Rhys, show Karl what an idiot he was for not believing me." She replied hornily...oh she needed to fuck so bad now. "Fuck his girlfriend in his bed with your unprotected big dick...come on Rhys, have sex with your 'best friend's girlfriend'...nail her while he's downstairs oblivious to you screwing her good!"

The words turned Elizabeth on incredibly and apparently drove Rhys over the edge, as with only a smug, arrogant, fucking playful smile, he pulled his entire nine-inch dick almost completely out of her tight...oh so tight and hot...pussy, and without warning slammed it as hard and as deep as he could inside her again...

...Elizabeth screamed in ecstasy and surprise, her legs instantly lifting to lock around his waist as the incredibly hot brunette girlfriend began getting the fucking of her life from her boyfriend's best friend...the bed creaked loudly and the room filled with Elizabeth's lust-filled moans...

Donny shook his head at the joke Karl made again as he turned to walk out of the lounge into the hall...that guy had some serious issues, he thought amusedly as he turned to walk up the stairs, heading for the bathroom to make room for some more of this never-ending supply of beer Karl had bought.

Despite the fact he could handle his drink well, Karl had plied him with enough that Donny walked perhaps a little tipsily upstairs, though he did manage to get to the top and into the bathroom easily enough, even if it was in the dark. After releasing well-needed pent up beer, Donny washed his face in a little cold water, determined not to get drunk enough for Rhys to shave his eyebrows like his player-friend had done once to J.V. a few years ago, before he turned and headed out of the bathroom.

The sudden thought of his other friend brought a sudden realisation to Donny's mind...where was Rhys? Karl's girlfriend had dragged him off somewhere after she had blown up at him, but that had been a bit ago now, and it had suddenly dawned on him that he hadn't seen either of them since. Odd that.

As he took a step towards the stairs, his ears suddenly caught sound of something and Donny stopped and listened carefully. Glancing around in the dark, Karl's friend noticed one of the doors outlined in light. From what he could remember of Karl showing him around the house it was his and Beth's bedroom.

Gripping the top of the banister, the very-slightly tipsy friend of Karl listened to see if he could catch the noise again, and sure enough, there it came.

Standing quietly, Donny tried to figure out what it was. It sounded like wood creaking strangely enough, rhythmically at that, as if something were constantly applying pressure to it at a steady pace...and then he heard something else. Something sounding like faint voices. Though he couldn't make out what was said clearly from where he stood a good few feet from the door, Donny could make out that one voice was female, definitely female, and the other was most definitely male. Obviously it was Beth and Rhys, and from the fact Beth was doing most of the talking, Rhys was getting a right earful from Karl's girlfriend.

Standing still and listening for a couple of minutes, Donny frowned confusedly, hearing what sounded like moans or something, which seemed odd. Why would someone...well, Beth it sounded like...why would Beth be moaning? The thought never occurred to Karl's friend what actually might be happening, none of them would doubt Beth's loyalty to Karl, not even Beth before that night, and so Donny figured that she must be getting irate with Rhys, which she had seemed to be doing since he had gotten here. That would explain why they had been gone for so long.

Listening a minute longer, Donny chuckled to himself as it sounded like Beth was growing more and more 'irate' by the minute, though Donny would love to know what that odd creaking sound was!? Perhaps Karl's house needed a surveyor to check to see if it was alright.

Grinning amusedly at the grilling Rhys was obviously getting from Karl's long-time girlfriend, Donny began heading downstairs oblivious to the fact that he had been listening to his friend and his other friend's girlfriend having hot, passionate sex, with Beth riding Rhys hard and fast as his hands roughly squeezed her large, heavy, soft but firm naked tits, and that the creaking wood sound had been her and Karl's king-size pine bed creaking in protest as the pair fucked energetically on it.

...Donny remained oblivious to what he had heard, if he had moved closer to the closed bedroom door he would have clearly made out the passionate cries Beth made as she repeatedly impaled herself on Rhys' nine-inch dick, as so many married, engaged and not-so-single women had before, though Rhys would have given every one for one night with Beth...and now he had his chance, and he was determined to make the most of it...which he was to Beth's utmost satisfaction...

Karl looked up as Donny walked in laughing to himself before he proceeded to tell him all about Beth's 'irate' conversation with Rhys.

Shaking his head and smiling faintly, the unaware boyfriend replied that he would have to go and tear the two of them apart soon...well, after he'd seen a match he wanted to see, and not to mention perhaps if Beth got all of her anger out of her system she and Rhys may actually get along, so it may be best to leave her blowing off steam for a moment.

Little did the loving, caring boyfriend know, that his sexy little girlfriend was indeed 'blowing off steam', though blowing off steam at him by letting his best friend flip her onto her back with his huge nine-inch dick buried deep inside her after having her bounce lustfully up and down the thick, rigid member like she couldn't get enough of it...which in reality Beth was finding out she couldn't right then.

As Beth lay naked on her back, her big tits exposed and her legs and arms wrapped around Rhys' neck as he began pistoning his oh so thick, and oh so fucking big dick deep into her again and again causing the gorgeous brunette girlfriend to moan deeply in ecstasy as she was fucked silly by her boyfriend's best friend, Karl joked with Donny about Rhys and his reputation with women and how the reason that Beth got so angry with him was because something like that would never work on her yet Rhys couldn't stop being who he was...a clash of personalities and all.

...meanwhile, Rhys plowed his unprotected nine-inch dick hard and fast into Beth's hot, tight and very welcoming pussy moaning and groaning in ecstasy as the two had hot sex upstairs...

Rhys' ass rose and fell rapidly as he continuously drove his thick nine-inch cock deep into Karl's hot girlfriend's pussy, again and again, gritting his teeth as he held her soft, slender hands above her head, their fingers entwined and her legs flailing as they gripped around his waist tightly. As he repeatedly pumped his thick dick in and out of her Elizabeth moaned and groaned loudly, wildly in fact, filling the room with the sound of the wooden bed protesting noisily in rhythm with each time he buried his huge dick into her body.

"OHHhhhhh! YES! Uh! UH! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uuuhhhhhmmmmnnnn! FUCK! Oh fuck yes! Oh give it to me Rhys! Ohhh fuck, ummm, give me your big fucking dick! UHHYEEAAH! UGH!" Beth moaned loudly as she arched her back momentarily, her large blue-green eyes locking once again with his, her face a perfect mask of raging lust and pure pleasure as his dick fucked her hard and deep. Her big tits flailed around her chest as she thrust her hips up to meet every one of his hard downward thrusts. "Ohhhh yeah baby...ummm...uhhh..uh..uh..uh..uh...urrghhhhyeah FUCK! UM! Fuck me Rhys! Oh yeah fuck me! OH YEAH! YES! OHH! Fuck your friend's girlfriend! Uhhmmm! Fuck Karl's girlfriend YES!! OH FUCK YES! FUCK ME RHYS! OHHHH! FFUUUUCKKK! Show Karl what you'll do to me if he doesn't care!! Ohhuugh yeah! MMM!"

Her fingers clung tightly between his, almost as tightly as her hot pussy clung and squeezed his thick, hard dick as he repeatedly stuffed her full, burying all nine-inches balls deep in his friend's girlfriend hard and fast. Fuck she was squeezing his dick dry!

"You want me to fuck you Beth?" Rhys growled through clenched teeth, sweat beading on his forehead as he continued to give all nine-inches to his best friend's girl.

"OHUMMMMMMMmmm yeah! Fuck me Rhys! Oh fuck, give it to me!" Elizabeth groaned deeply, her big tits rolling around her tits as she thrust herself up almost frantically to meet his dick slamming down deep into her.

"I thought you hated me?" He asked smugly, emphasising his words as he pushed her hands down and drove his dick into her harder, driving her tight ass deeper into the soft, springy mattress with another powerful thrust.

"OH FUCK! OH YEAH! UHHH! Ohhummm! I do hate you...ummm...you fucking...oh fuck...oh so fucking goood...uhmmm...you arrogant bastard...ughhh...but ummm fuck me Rhys...oh yes fuck me! Oh yes! YES! OHH FUCK! UMM!" Karl's hot brunette girlfriend moaned in reply, her body writhing and her hands pushing against his as pleasure blazed through her body as he fucked her hard and fast. "OH! Give me all your fucking big dick baby! YES! OH FUUUCKKK YEEESSSS! OHHMMM You fuck me so good!"

Elizabeth grew more and more vocal, her eyes glowing with ecstasy and lust with every inch and every powerful thrust, as Rhys fucked her as hard and as fast as he could, fucked her closer and closer to a stupendous orgasm that was approaching swiftly...and the pine bed this hot fucking woman shared with her loving boyfriend of just over three years squeaked and creaked louder than when she and Karl had sex as it shook and shimmied under the relentless fucking happening on top.

Releasing one of Beth's hands and grabbing a handful of her shaking, soft but firm tits, Rhys squeezed hard as he revelled in the sight of having Karl's knockout girlfriend, the girl no one had ever thought they would get a chance with, naked underneath him screaming and moaning as his huge dick repeatedly buried itself deep within her oh-so-tight unprotected pussy and his hand squeezed her huge, naked tits just as if she weren't his best friend's girlfriend. Fuck he thought he was going to cum at that!

"Who's fucking you good Beth?" He asked self-confidently, his fingers moulding her huge tits in his hand as Beth reached up to grab hold of his neck, digging her nails in as she moaned lustfully.

"Ohhhuuuhhhhh fuuuckk...ummm..oh fuck, you arrogant bastard, oh yeess ummm...you...ohmm...you, you smug asshole...oh fuck mmm...you're fucking me sooo gooood Rhys...OHHHH...SO FUCKING GOOOD! UMM!" Beth groaned loudly, her voice filling the room at the end as she pulled her other hand from his and grabbed the breast he wasn't groping and began violently squeezing it, pinching her nipples as her nails clawed into the back of his neck with her other hand. "Ohhh...you are Rhys...ummm...oh you are...you're so fuccking goooood....oh fuck, yes, yes, ohmmm give it to me Rhys...oh my fuck....oh fuck...fuck me harder! OHUM YEAH! OH FUCK!"

Obliging the fine lady, Rhys plowed his solid member into Beth's wanton pussy like a powerful jackhammer, fucking her for all she was worth. His friend's sexy brunette girlfriend's eyes instantly shot wide and her mouth hung open as she began making unintelligible high-pitched moans of utter ecstasy. Both of her hands frantically clawed at his back and her legs locked almost as tightly around his waist as her pussy felt around his thick shaft, and her nails dug into his flesh digging and clawing deep and painful rents as she moaned loudly.

"OH! OH! OHH! OH! UMM! YEAH! YEAH! UH! UH! UH! OHHH!" His best friend's hot girlfriend squealed so loud that Rhys glanced over his shoulder a moment to see if anyone had walked in yet...surely the guys would be able to hear her moans of pleasure downstairs now, Karl's sexy girlfriend was almost drowning out the increasingly louder creaking of the bed as he fucked her hard into it, driving her tight ass deep into the mattress as if he planned on fucking her through the pine frame itself!

"Am I fucking you better than Karl, Beth!?" He asked in a clenched tone, his face a mask of focused exertion as his ass blurred up and down, pistoning his nine-inch thick dick repeatedly into Beth's hot, tight pussy over and over.

"Oh yes! YES! YES! OH YES! SO MUCH BETTER! OHHH YOU'RE SO MUCH BETTER THAN KARL, RHYS! OH YES! UMM! UH!! OH FUCK ME RHYS! OH FUCK ME HARD BABY! OH YEAH! OHHHMMMM! I LOVE THE WAY YOU FUCK ME!" Elizabeth moaned ever louder, almost screaming each word while her eyes took on a far away look as her orgasm swiftly approached.

"Fuck....fuck...unghh...do you want me to stop Beth?" He grunted, stuffing her full of nine-inches of solidly hard cock.

Her eyes rolled as she clawed hard at his back, her feet flailing and drumming on his ass as he nailed her hard to the bed, her back arching so that her rock-hard nipples teased his chest as he continuously pounded her fine ass into the mattress.

"Oh no! No! Don't stop! Oh fuck don't you dare fucking stop Rhys! Mmmm! Don't stop fucking me baby! Ohhhhmmm! Fuck! Give it to me Rhys! Ohhhh fuck your friend's girlfriend...yes! Nail her to his bed Rhys...ugh...ohhhh fuck me...OHHH RHYS FUCK ME!!" She moaned until at the end she screamed her lungs out, her nails trailing rents down his back so hard that he was sure he was bleeding.

Glancing over his shoulder again, Rhys expected someone to walk in any second now, however after a few moments of still pounding Karl's girlfriend's tight ass, the door remained closed, and Rhys decided not to push his luck, and so he stopped fucking Beth long enough to sit up and take her waist in his hands.

Elizabeth, red and sweating, her long brown hair splayed all around her, messed up, smiled contentedly as she wrapped her long, smooth legs around his waist just as Rhys began fucking her again with short, sharp, hard strokes that soon had Karl's stunning girlfriend moaning happily again.

"Mmmmmmm!" Beth moaned in pleasure as she ran her hands sexily up her naked body and began mashing her big tits together, squeezing them as she pinched her nipples hard. "You really are so much better at this than Karl, Rhys. I can see why you're so smug now."

With his grip on her slim waist, Rhys pulled her towards him every time he thrust forward, burying his long, hard shaft deep inside her forcefully and rocking the bed with each powerful thrust.

"See, unn...we should have done this sooner." He replied confidently, driving his dick home again, balls deep inside her, as he pulled her hard towards him.

Beth laughed at that, though the sound turned into a purring moan of pleasure as she bit her bottom lip and her eyes sparkled.

"You knowmmmm...Karl's going to be coming up soon...ummm...to see where we are..." His friend's knockout girlfriend purred with a sexy smile. "...uhhh...do you really want him to walk in and see you fucking his girlfriend?"

Rhys grinned smugly as his hands reached up to grab both of Beth's big tits, squeezing them roughly as he used them to pull her back onto his dick, much to her delight.

"You want me to make you cum Beth?" He asked half- smugly and half-teasingly as he massaged her 36D tits in the palms of his hands, slowly giving her deep, hard thrusts from the new position. Fuck but she was so tight and hot!

Biting her bottom lip, Elizabeth's eyes sparkled as she nodded with a playful grin.

"You want to make your best friend's girlfriend cum with your big dick Rhys..." She teased, running her hands down onto his to squeeze her firm, heavy rack with his hands as she smiled dirtily. "...you always have."

Oh how he knew she badly wanted to cum now...this was right where he had wanted her...and not too soon either, fuck he couldn't hold back much longer!

Smiling arrogantly, Rhys gave Beth's big tits one hard squeeze before he stopped moving and gripped her smooth thighs.

"I'll make you cum Beth..." He said simply, then smiled challengingly, he knew this would be hard for her... "...do you want me to fuck you?" The stunning brunette nodded as she writhed, desperate for his dick to fuck her once more...oh she was close! "...Then beg me to fuck you."

As expected, his best friend's girlfriend's eyes flashed, however right then Rhys pulled his thick dick out and slowly, ever so slowly, began to feed inch after hard inch deep into her burningly horny pussy, and Rhys watched as her eyes flickered and she breathed heavier...before she struggled within her self...another oh so slow thrust and Beth whimpered hornily...another and she sighed in pleasure before looking into his eyes and smiling.

"You bastard!" She said finally, however there was no venom in her tone, only need, however Rhys cut her off before she could say anymore...another oh so slow thrust sending a hot shiver through her sexy 24-year-old body.

"Uh-uh, only if you mean it." He admonished her and Beth smiled playfully. She may not like him much, but oh she loved the sex.

"Fine you smug asshole..." She said finally before her eyes took on a deep look of lust and intensity...his friend's girlfriend wanted to fuck!...as she said every word slowly and deliberately staring deep into his eyes...oh this was hot! "...fuck me Rhys...please...I want you to please fuck me...I want you to please fuck me while Karl's downstairs...I want you to fuck me on our bed and make me cum...please Rhys...please fuck me..."

His smile a mix of smug-victory and hot lust at hearing those words from his friend's sexy girlfriend, Rhys began to move, positioning himself once more above her, however with every movement, Beth kept her eyes on his...

"Please fuck me Rhys..." She said as he unwound her legs..."fuck me Rhys..." She said heatedly as he knelt with his dick buried inside her... "fuck...me...baby..." She said slowly, each word dripping with sluttiness, as he placed his hands either side of her and held himself above her. "Oh Rhys, please, FUCK me, FUCK your friend's girl until she cums...have sex with me...have sex with Karl's girlfriend baby, give her your big...your BIG FUCKING DICK...all your big dick deep inside her, fuck her pussy with your hot...thick...long...unprotected...cock...Rhys! Please, fill me up and fuck me hard!" She purred lustfully as she slowly wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind him and raised her arms, placing her hands around his neck. "I'm your best friend's girlfriend...but I want you to fuck me Rhys...fuck me like you've always wanted to...and show me what I should have let you do to me the first time we met and every day since...fuck me like your best friend can't...I want you to fuck me, not Karl, please fuck me Rhys, give me all of your big dick and...FUCK...ME!"

Her hot words had obviously turned herself on incredibly, however Rhys too felt like he was almost about to cum just hearing her talk...fuck...

...but his friend's girlfriend had begged him to fuck her and make her cum...she was right, Karl had to be wondering where they were by now, Rhys had no idea how long he had been fucking his friend's girlfriend, but it had to be a while...and so staring deep into the hot brunette's large blue-green eyes as her pussy gripped his thick dick like a vice, Rhys gave the lady exactly what she wanted...

Elizabeth clawed in ecstasy at Rhys' back, her legs locked tightly around his waist as he repeatedly, and relentlessly drove his huge nine-inch thick dick deep into her hot, tight pussy...deeper, harder and faster than Karl ever had!...and oh fuck she felt every inch of her body tingling with pure rapture.

"Oh fuck! Yes! Ohummm yeah! Yeah! OhhhH! RHYS! OHH RHYS! OH Rhys you're so fucking good! Ohhhmmm you're fucking me so good Rhys baby! Ohhh fucking me so much better than Karl! Ohhhhh fuck! YES! Uh! UH UH! UH! UH! YES! Fuck me baby! Oh please don't ever stop fucking me with your huge fucking dick! YEEESS! OH FUCK!" She moaned passionately, her voice loud and growing more high-pitched by the minute as she stared in ecstasy into Rhys' eyes as he held himself above her, burying his nine-inch cock again and again into her hot, welcoming body, her legs wide and holding him, welcoming him oh so warmly like she should have only done for her boyfriend down stairs! "Give it to me! OHHHHH PLEASE FUCK ME! OH RHYS FUCK ME! FUCK KARL'S GIRL HARD BABY! YEESS! OHHH SOOO FUCKING GOOOD!!"

Her big tits were rolling wildly and lustfully around her chest and her hips bucked wildly to meet every downward thrust Rhys made deep into her body, driving her ass relentlessly down into the mattress and shaking the bed violently.

CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK

The bed groaned under the relentless pounding Karl's best friend was giving her as it shook violently until suddenly they both heard a loud bang as the headboard began smacking forcefully off the wall, tiny flecks of plaster soon falling from the ceiling as Rhys continued to powerfully slam his huge dick into her again and again.

CREAK BANG CREAK BANG CREAK BANG

"UUHHHH!! Keep fucking me...oh Rhys keep fucking me baby...ohhhh..you're so fucking good! UHHHNNMMMMM! Ohhh you fuck me the best Rhys! OHHHMMMUGGHH!! YEAH! OH FUCK YES! UHMM! UH UH UH UH!!" The hot, cheating girlfriend groaned and grunted erotically as the headboard continued to bang against the wall and the bed continued to squeak and creak louder than when she and Karl had sex.

Unwinding her arms from around her boyfriend's friend's neck shakily, Elizabeth reached above her frantically, though it took her more than one try as Rhys continued pounding that huge, thick pole in and out of her hot, tight pussy so hard that she rocked back and forth on the springy, soft mattress, however finally the sexy brunette managed to grab hold of the top of the headboard, half for support and pleasure...she really was just trying to grab hold of anything...she felt like clawing her way to the ceiling she felt so good...and half to stop it from slamming against the wall. She couldn't do anything about her moans and screams, but she could at least stop the headboard bringing her boyfriend up there right now. She needed to cum so badly that if Karl had walked in she still would have screamed for Rhys to keep fucking her harder!

Oh, but the thought of Karl walking in right now sent bolts of electricity rushing through her pussy and every nerve in her body...oh she was so close...so fucking close now. If Karl had walked in he would have seen his girlfriend naked and holding onto the big pine headboard in passion, moaning and groaning in ecstasy, as his friend's ass humped rapidly up and down as he repeatedly drove his thick nine-inch dick deep into his girlfriend's unprotected pussy making her beg for him to fuck her, hearing her tell him...honestly at that...that he was so much better than her boyfriend!

...Elizabeth's pussy began to tingle with the familiar beginnings of orgasm...her mind reeling in ecstasy...

"OHHHH!" She growled loudly, releasing the headboard and frantically grabbing at Rhys' shoulders, her nails raking through his skin sharply. "UH! UH! Ohhhhmmm I love how your big dick feels fucking me! So good! Ummm! So fucking good! YES! UGHHH! OH YEAH! MMM! UHHH! UGGHH! Ohhh, if I knew you'd fuck me this good I'd have let you fuck me that first day we met!!"

Rhys grunted at that, weariness and intense focus showing on his face, however the look was broken momentarily as he suddenly growled loudly in pain as her nails clawed a deep bloody rent in one of his shoulders.

Letting go of the man above her...which was far from easy in her growing delirious state...before she did some serious damage, Elizabeth writhed beneath him, her hands flailing as she tried to grab anything to hold onto as pleasure twisted the nerves in her hands and feet...her toes curling.

Grabbing Karl's pillow with one hand and hers with another, Elizabeth clawed at the soft cushion until she suddenly moaned loudly and in her lust her arm twisted and she threw her boyfriend's pillow off the bed, groaning deeply as her hand found the sheets, pulling and twisting it violently as she struggled to grab something as she had the life fucked out of her.

"OH Fuck me Rhys...fuck me...fuck me...ohhhhh...fuck me while Karl is downstairs! YES! OH FUCK UGGHHHHYEESS! UMMM! UH! UH! Fuck me on our bed! Fuck his girlfriend! Fuck Karl's girlfriend! Fuck her good! YES! UGHH YES! UMM! Fuck her better than him on his bed! OHH FUCK! Nail me on our bed Rhys! OH YES! YES! UGHH! NAIL ME! OHHH fuck me behind his back! UGHHMMM!" She moaned loudly, lewdly and wildly, her eyes wide and staring deep into Rhys' as she writhed passionately beneath him, her hips meeting every one of his fast, hard, deep thrusts. "SEX! OHH SEX KARL! Ughhhhmmm, I'm having sex with your friend baby! Ohhh, I'm having sex with Rhys...I'm having sex with your best friend Karl....ohhh fuck! UHmmmmnnnn! We're having sex upstairs....ohhh....on our bed baby! Ohhhh and he's sooo fucking GOOOOD!! YES! Oh baby, he's soooo much better than you! OHHmm fuck! Ohhmm, I never want him to stop fucking me! YESS! OH....FUCK YES! OH! Ummmohhh Rhys...oh Rhys...OHHH RHYS...don't ever stop having sex with me...oh please don't ever stop fucking me Rhys...ohhh fuckk!! OH KARL I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH RHYS FOREVER!! OHHH! So close...ughhhhhh so fucking close!"

Suddenly Elizabeth's body began to tingle all over and her pussy felt like electricity was surging through it with each thrust Rhys made deep into her, filling and stretching her completely...and then her world began to spin and colours began flashing in her eyes as she felt a huge...a fucking enormous...orgasm about to tear through her.

"OH RHYS! FUCK RHYS! DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP! FUCK! FUCK! I'M GOING TO CUM...I'M GOING TO CUM...KEEP FUCKING ME...YES...YES...YEEES....KEEEP FUCCCKING MEEE....YESS...OHHHH....!!" The sexy brunette began to chant in an ever-increasing high-pitched tone, her toes curling and her hands gripping the pillow and sheets in a death grip.

"Are you mine Beth?" Rhys growled tightly through clenched teeth, his face now red and his body covered in sweat as his thrusts once again made the bed creak and squeak ever louder and the pine headboard slam violently into the wall.

"OHHHH YES...YES...I'M YOURS RHYS...YOURS TO FUCK...YOURS TO FUCK WHENEVER YOU WANT...YOUR SLUT RHYS...I'M KARL'S GIRLFRIEND BUT I'M YOUR SLUT TO FUCK...OHHH FUCK YES...UMMM...KEEP FUCKING ME...SO CLOSE...SO CLOSE...UHHHMMM...YEAH...YEAH...OHHH FUCK ME...FUCK ME...OH RHYS YEESSS FUUUUCKKK MMEEEEOHHHHHI'MMMCUMMINNNGGG!" Elizabeth moaned as loud as she could until her body suddenly exploded and she flung her arms and legs tightly around her boyfriend's best friend, her back arching as she screamed the last as loud as she could, her entire body shuddering violently as wave after incredibly powerful wave ravaged through her sexy 24-year-old cheating girlfriend body, tearing her apart with absolute ecstasy as her world exploded in colours and rapture tore through her body, her head spinning as her pussy locked around Rhys' huge member and she faintly heard him grunt and growl...

"Oh shit...ugh fuck...I'm cumming Beth...fuck...I'm cumming inside you, you hot slut!" Karl's best friend grunted before Elizabeth suddenly felt him bury his entire nine-inch thick cock balls deep inside her unprotected pussy, before the head suddenly expanded and as Elizabeth clung to him, her big tits now mashing hard into his tight chest as he collapsed on top of her grunting, she felt his dick explode deep within her.

Load after huge, sticky, potent load of Rhys' cum blasted deep within her unprotected pussy, shooting deep into her womb and filling her well-fucked pussy full of potent seed as it blasted hard against her insides, rushing deep into her in huge, thick, powerful spurts. Again and again Rhys' huge dick pulsed and pumped huge thick wads of white cum deep into his best friend's girlfriend's unprotected pussy...the sudden feeling of cum shooting into her, and the knowledge that it was her boyfriend's best friend's cum while her boyfriend sat unknowingly downstairs, set off another mind-ripping orgasm tearing through the sexy girlfriend's body.

"Ohhhhmmm...I can feel your cum...I can feel it in me...fuuckkk!" She moaned breathily, her eyes vacant as all that existed was the body-wracking orgasm and the feel of Rhys pressed tightly against her naked body, his unprotected dick repeatedly filling her with his thick, potent seed.

Blast after heavy blast continued to pump into her, more than Karl had ever filled her with, prolonging the hot, well-fucked girlfriend's orgasm until she thought it would never end...five, six, seven more huge loads shot deep into her until she thought her eyes were turning white she was so full, and then finally Rhys grunted and suddenly went as limp as she felt, her own orgasm slowly beginning to fade.

Pure and absolute contentment filled every part of the gorgeous brunette as she lay there weakly, naked, with her boyfriend's best friend lying naked on top of her, her big, naked tits pressed flat into his hard, muscular chest and his slowly-softening nine-inch cock still buried within her completely well-fucked and now cum-filled pussy.

Breathing heavily, Elizabeth lay there, basking in her completely relaxed and satisfied state and relishing the feel of being so full of her boyfriend's best friend's cum while Karl sat downstairs unaware...

...he had wanted her to give Rhys a chance, well she had, and he had took it, and her, and she had enjoyed every minute of it. Oh, she still thought he was an arrogant prick, and she still loved Karl with all of her heart, but there was no way she could deny enjoying the hot sex she had just had with Rhys. Karl had brought it on himself though by not believing her. This would be the only night she had sex with Rhys, but still, she may as well enjoy it, and oh fuck had she...

...as she lay there feeling as if she had proven her point to the unaware Karl, feeling so satisfied and full of cum, feeling as if she really had had the best sex of her life, Elizabeth Alexander smiled contentedly...

Karl looked from the hallway to Donny with an amused smile as he took a deep swig from his beer, settling back into the chair. The banging upstairs had begun a little while ago, however when J.V. asked if he was going to go and see what was going on Karl had shaken his head with an amused grin, telling his friends that Beth was probably throwing something at Rhys for some reason or other, or stomping around up there...her fieriness had been part of the reason he had originally fallen in love with her...and that it was better just to let her get it out of her system, maybe then she and Rhys would get along better.

And so the unaware boyfriend had turned the volume up on the television to drown out the incessant banging from upstairs, completely oblivious to the fact that the banging was caused by his best friend repeatedly slamming his nine-inch thick dick deep into his hot, tight girlfriend's body, nailing her to their bed so hard and fast that the pine headboard repeatedly slammed hard into the bedroom wall, knocking flakes of plaster from the ceiling. In fact, if Karl had only waited a moment longer before turning the volume up, the loving, laid-back boyfriend would have suddenly heard his hot brunette girlfriend of just over three years begin moaning at the top of her lungs and screaming for his best friend to keep fucking her, that he was so much better at sex than Karl, that he was so big and she loved how his huge dick felt fucking her.

However Karl Tabbert did not, and so as he reassured Donny that he would go up and check on them after not the next match but the one after, the one he'd waited so long to see...as if his friend thought that he didn't know how best to deal with Beth after three years...his incredibly sexy girlfriend continued to receive the royal fucking of her life from his best friend with absolute lust-fuelled eagerness, her big tits flailing and smacking into each other on her chest as Rhys drove her hot ass into the mattress again and again as he buried all nine-inches of his unprotected dick deep into her oh so welcoming pussy hard and fast, Elizabeth screaming out how much she preferred sex with him to with Karl, how she was his slut to fuck, begging him again and again to fuck her with such intense, hot sluttiness that soon both of the illicit lovers were nearing their overwhelmingly powerful orgasms.

The wrestling continued, time ticked on, minutes passed into more minutes as the three friends sat having a good time downstairs, and Rhys and Elizabeth had an even better time up in her and Karl's bedroom.

After a good half an hour, the match Karl had wanted to see was finally coming to a close, and as the engrossed boyfriend watched the unexpected ending intently, finishing his beer as he prepared to head up to check on Beth, and Rhys of course, his sexy, and very naked and well-fucked girlfriend, suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs, the sound drowned out by the television downstairs, as the biggest and most intense orgasm of her life ripped through her 24-year-old sexy body, shaking her and the bed, and intensified even more as Rhys suddenly grunted that he was cumming too.

As Karl sat oblivious, Rhys unloaded load after huge, thick, sticky potent load of white-hot cum deep into his girlfriend's tight unprotected pussy, filling her womb with his rich seed in quarts. More and more of his friend's cum filled his girlfriend as Karl sat unaware watching the wrestling, until the referee began counting the pin, and Elizabeth and Karl collapsed wearily as their mutual orgasms suddenly climaxed, leaving the two illicit lovers panting heavily, red and sweaty on Elizabeth and Karl's king-size bed...

Rhys softly kissed Elizabeth's luscious lips briefly, her chest heaving nakedly as she lay panting after the most intense and erotic fuck she had ever had in her life, before he shakily pushed himself up, his now soft, but still impressively thick cock, slipping from where it had lay buried inside her as he swung himself around to sit on the edge of the bed, naked, and Elizabeth had to admit looking quite hot with his muscular-toned body, raking a hand through his short gelled hair.

Elizabeth herself lay with her hands resting on the pillow either side of her head, her long brown hair spread around her face as she relished the feel of pure contentment suffusing her succulent body. For a moment she lay there, the two of them too busy catching their breath and revelling in what they had just done to say anything, and then as Rhys stood up and grabbed his boxers from the floor, Elizabeth wearily pushed herself up and swung her legs to the other side of the bed, reaching down to pick up her discarded summer dress off the floor that Rhys had thrown off her before fucking the life out of her.

Standing up she managed to pull the dress over her head and take hold of the straps before suddenly her still tingling legs gave way and deposited her on the edge of the bed again, bringing a smug laugh from Rhys as he pulled his jeans on with a grin.

"I fucked you till you can't walk, ah Beth?" He asked self-conceitedly and Elizabeth felt half-horny amusement and half-distaste. Odd how she could still not stand this guy after having sex with him, and behind her boyfriend's back too, in their own bedroom, while Karl was downstairs!

"Actually I think my legs went to sleep out of boredom." She retorted half playfully and half scornfully as she once again tried standing up.

This time her legs held her, though more than a little shakily, as she reached back to tie her dress straps around her neck, her back arching once more and pushing her glorious, well-groped, tits out against the thin material.

"Now there's a sight I could watch every day." Rhys commented, pulling his shirt on as she half-looked towards him as she finished tying the dress off behind her neck.

"Maybe in your dreams, Rhys." She replied before she began adjusting the lowish-cut neckline.

"And yours now." Her boyfriend's best friend replied as he crossed the room towards her.

Elizabeth only had enough time to half-turn towards him when suddenly, and strongly, Rhys' arm wound around her slender waist and pulled her firmly against his chest. His lips were on hers and his tongue in her mouth, his hand holding her face gently but firmly, as he kissed her deeply.

Struggling for a moment, half out of surprise and half out of dislike, Elizabeth hit his chest with her fist a couple of times before she suddenly grasped his face and shoulders, pulling him harder to her as she kissed him back fervently.

She didn't know what it was about this guy, she couldn't stand him, but somehow that only made her want him more since she had gotten so pissed off with Karl. He was arrogant, smug, cocky and full of himself...but fuck, that seemed to turn her on all the more now. He was everything Karl was not, and he didn't care if she had a boyfriend who was his best friend and who was sitting downstairs, he had still fucked her hard on their bed anyway! Perhaps it was his confidence, or his bad boy-ness, at least, that must have been what tipped the scales after everything had happened with Karl anyway.

Whatever it was, Elizabeth kissed him back as deeply and as passionately as he kissed her, until suddenly he broke the kiss...and then...CRACK!

"Asshole!" She growled as she slapped his face hard, knocking his head sideways.

Rhys, however, smiled amusedly at her, teasingly slapping her ass as his lips once more found hers and his other hand roughly grabbed one of her big tits, harshly squeezing the large, firm but soft flesh until he pulled her dress low enough to get his hand in the top to roughly grab the hot girlfriend's impressive tits far from gently.

Moaning breathily into his mouth from the rough pleasure she felt as Rhys groped her tits, Elizabeth kissed him back fully, however after a minute or two, it was she this time that broke the kiss, her chest heaving as she once again breathed deeply, her heart racing from Rhys' touch and kiss.

Looking up at him, her hair was a mess and her dress now dishevelled, even without his hand down the top squeezing her big tits.

"We better get back downstairs." She said breathily, pulling his hand from out of her dress top and stepping back slightly. "Karl will be wondering where we are."

The thought of her loving, sweet boyfriend gave the beautiful girlfriend a warm feeling inside...a warm feeling that didn't come from the fact she was full of Rhys' cum...odd that, despite the fact she had just had sex with his best friend.

Nodding, Rhys gave her a surprisingly friendly smile.

"You'd better sort your hair and dress out, or he'll know where we've been and what we've been doing." He said sounding honestly trying to be helpful, and Elizabeth turned to look at herself in the full-length mirror Rhys had stood her in front of earlier that night to watch himself feel her up.

Her long brown hair was indeed in the 'just had sex' hairstyle, and her dress hung askew, one of her large 36D tits almost hanging out... her once-again hard nipple almost popping out..., her face was bright red and her eyes sparkled with absolute complete sexual satisfaction...oh she looked and most definitely had that 'after sex' glow all about her...not to mention that she caught a glimpse of the bed in the mirror's reflection, with one pillow thrown across the room, the other askew and the sheets a complete mess, not to mention the new dents in the wall where the headboard had been repeatedly slamming powerfully against the wall as Rhys fucked the life out of her, and the flakes of plaster dusting the bed from the ceiling, there was no mistaking what had happened there when combined with how she looked...though without a doubt, she still looked incredibly hot and sexy even so.

"Look what you've done to me." She said as she looked herself over, trying vainly to tidy her hair.

"That's not the only thing." Rhys replied as he patted her stomach which was pumped full of his gallons of thick, potent cum.

Feigning anger, Elizabeth made to punch his arm, however Rhys was too quick and backed away towards the bedroom door swiftly out of reach, laughing as he took the handle.

"Bastard!" She called mock-angrily

"I'm gonna head to the bathroom to 'freshen up' before I head downstairs." He replied with an amused grin.

"Yeah, you do that." She responded warningly and watched as he laughed, and opening the door, walked out, leaving the door open as Elizabeth turned back to the mirror.

Frowning at the state of herself in the mirror...she had never had the 'just got fucked' look so bad in her life!...Elizabeth set about sorting her hair as she grabbed her hair brush...her legs slowly starting to feel stronger now. Damn he had fucked her good!

The stunningly gorgeous brunette had only given her hair three strokes of her brush when suddenly she heard the sound of someone coming up the stairs.

Eyes widening, Elizabeth had enough time to look around the room at all she had to do before suddenly Karl came walking into the bedroom, his eyes brightening and a warm, loving smile painting his handsome face as he saw her.

Trying to stand as nonchalantly as she could, as if she and the room didn't just look like hot, passionate sex had just happened, Elizabeth smiled warmly back at her sweet boyfriend as the stunning girlfriend quickly wracked her brain for the best excuse she could find for why she and the room looked like they did. But what in the hell would he believe when everything looked so obviously like she had been having sex!? From the bed, to her, to the dents in the wall, to the fact she and Rhys had been in the bedroom alone for...well, a long time...the only way it could look more obvious was if she was naked and had Rhys' big, thick dick buried inside her as he fucked her from behind! ...ok, so that was a bad thought to come to mind when she was trying to look as innocent as she could in front of her boyfriend...

"Hey babe." Karl said lovingly as he walked over and kissed her tenderly on the lips, ignorant of the fact that she had been kissing his best friend deeply only a few moments before.

"Hey." She replied in a slightly shaky voice as her heart beat ten-to-the-dozen in her chest.

"You ok?" He asked at her tone, and Elizabeth smiled, nodding as she cleared her throat, trying to sound more calm and less nervous...less like she had anything to hide at all...like the fact she had just had sex with his best friend...

"I'm fine." She answered with as confident, reassuring a smile as she could. "Rhys and I..." She cleared her throat as the image of just what they had been doing flooded her mind. "...were just getting some things straight."

Yeah...her...underneath him...with his huge...long...dick inside her. Even without the thought Elizabeth knew she sounded far from convincing.

Nodding, Karl stroked her soft cheek.

"Look, I'm sorry for arguing earlier..." He began and Elizabeth blinked suddenly.

He was...? What? He thought she was still angry at him? He thought that's why she sounded off?

"...I just thought I'd see how you are." He continued with his usual warm, calm smile. "Me and the guys are just going to grab a take away, do you want anything?"

Every drop of nervousness suddenly vanished from the stunned brunette as she looked up at her boyfriend's face astounded.

Here she was, her hair a mess, her dress half-hanging off her, one of her big, braless tits almost hanging out of the neckline of her dress, her face red, her eyes shining, her whole body practically glowing, her underwear lying somewhere on the floor...the bed was a mess, Karl's pillow lay on the floor, there were dents in the wall by the headboard and flakes of plaster dusted the bed from the ceiling...she had been gone all this time...had been moaning...groaning and screaming! Screaming!...as she had sex with Rhys...

...and her boyfriend, her sweet, loving boyfriend of just over three years, STILL didn't notice!...

...his best friend had just fucked the life out of her...had just filled her with load after enormous thick load of his cum...they had been alone...in a bedroom...for at least an hour and a half...she and the room even LOOKED like she'd had sex...and still, STILL, the thought that his friend had tried it on with, let alone nailed, his girlfriend didn't even enter his mind!......Elizabeth felt like screaming that she and Rhys had been having sex all this time in his face just to see if he would believe her then!

Instead, Elizabeth Alexander simply shook her head, both in disbelief and frustration, and slowly simmering anger...however Karl simply smiled and kissed her gently once again, taking her to mean that she didn't want anything from the take away.

"I'll grab a bottle of wine for you when I'm out." He said caringly, and all she could do was nod dazedly as she felt like slapping some sense into him. She LOOKED like she had just had sex!!

Watching Karl smile again as he turned to walk out of the bedroom, to knock on the bathroom door...the only likely place Rhys could be if he wasn't downstairs or with her...and asked his best friend...the guy who had just fucked his girlfriend...if he wanted to come, however Rhys called back that he was a bit busy...no doubt sorting his hair so he'd look perfectly respectable when his friend's saw him again, not dishevelled...though oh so hot...like she did, before Karl blew her a kiss and headed downstairs.

Elizabeth stood still, staring at the hallway for a moment before she suddenly threw her hair brush where Karl had just been, listening as it banged loudly into the spare room door across the hall.

"See you in ten, babe." Her boyfriend called up, and Elizabeth sneered angrily as she turned furiously to grab her other hair brush and began forcefully pulling it through her hair.

"BYE!" She shouted, more acidly than anything else as she thought to herself; 'yeah, like you're going to miss me for ten minutes while you didn't even notice I was gone when your friend was screwing my lights out for an hour...or that our bedroom fucking looks like he was either!'

Irritation flared within the stunning girlfriend as she continued straightening her hair and dress...unaware right then she really had no need to bother...

However, five minutes later, Elizabeth stood in front of the mirror once again looking pristine, rather than as if she'd just been royally fucked, irritation and more than a touch of anger and upset...how could he not notice with all this staring him in the face!?

As the sexy brunette stood contemplating her boyfriend's stupidity or more likely his total blind faith in his best friend, the door to the bathroom suddenly opened and Rhys walked out, coming to stand and lean against the bedroom door frame, clearly watching her warily for a moment before he spoke carefully.

"You alright?" He asked guardedly, obviously picking her prickly mood up...see, now why couldn't Karl!?

Elizabeth didn't say anything, instead she just nodded silently.

"What excuse did you tell him?" He asked, obviously wondering if Karl had believed whatever she had made up.

Tossing the brush onto the dressing table beside the mirror, Elizabeth turned to her boyfriend's friend and folded her arms beneath her breasts.

"Nothing," She answered honestly, before she walked over to him. "He didn't even notice the way me or the room looked, let alone 'dream' of what we could have been doing alone up here for so long." She said sounding exasperated in her tight, angry tone.

"He's just a laid-back, trusting guy Beth." Rhys said, for all the world defending the guy whose girlfriend he had just had sex with behind his back! Men were strange.

"Of you, obviously." She replied sourly. "After everything I'd told him, even seeing you act like you did himself, he didn't even 'think' we had sex when the room looked like this and my breast was half-hanging out of my dress!"

Rhys gave her a slight shrug, though his smile was sort of understanding. Not that she expected him to care much, he had gotten what he had been after for so long after all...her.

"It's like he doesn't care." She said, sighing, and this time Rhys did look understanding, and caring, surprisingly.

"Now you know that's not true, he loves you and you love him." He comforted, again, it sounded odd coming from the guy who had just fucked her.

Nodding, Elizabeth frowned, then shook her head. She knew Karl loved her, he was just too fucking laid-back was all...and way too trusting of Rhys! The slight hurt inside quickly boiled to anger again at that.

"Look Beth, fuck him, if he isn't going to care what I try to do to you, look at it this way, at least you don't have to care now either if I try to feel you up." Rhys said half-jokingly and Elizabeth rolled her eyes and pushed passed him into the hall...he would never stop being a cock-sure pig, even now he'd gotten her in bed...probably especially now.

Rhys chuckled to himself as she walked to stand at the top of the stairs, looking down at the closed front door near the foot.

Karl had just gone out, gone out after seeing her and their room as it was, gone out thinking nothing of what she'd said all day, only wanting to not argue...typical of him...gone out with his friends so that he could get food, bring it back, and carry on having a 'good night' with all of them, including Rhys, the guy who was oh so trustworthy that he had just fucked his girlfriend in his own bed while he was downstairs...not that he knew that of course, but still...the more thoughts came, the more wound up Elizabeth grew, and the more wound up, the more irritated and angry she got...and then Rhys said something that snapped her out of her thoughts...

"You want a drink?" He asked as he made to move towards the stairs, as if he were going to squeeze passed her to head down. "I'll make you one for when they get back?"

When they got back. That would be soon.

Staring up at Rhys, his toned body and his handsome, self-confident face, Elizabeth spoke sounding clearly certain.

"Kiss me Rhys." She said abruptly and her boyfriend's best friend blinked, and so she repeated herself. "Kiss me Rhys."

A brief moment of confusion passed over Rhys' face before his lips lowered to hers. Elizabeth, however, had no intention to be soft, and so pressing her lips to his, one of her hands reached up to grab the back of his head, pulling his face to hers as her tongue darted into his mouth, kissing him passionately.

It was less than a heartbeat before Rhys responded, his one hand winding around her slim waist, pulling her towards him as his other Elizabeth grabbed and quickly slammed onto her one of her large breasts. Taking the instant hint, Rhys' fingers began squeezing and massaging the large, heavy, firm but soft flesh through her dress, causing Elizabeth to moan breathily into his mouth again.

The two stood there for a moment, passionately and heatedly embraced, aware that any moment her boyfriend and his friends could walk through the front door near the bottom of the stairs. While they wouldn't have been able to see clearly at the dark hall at the top of the stair case, they surely would have heard her and Karl's lips smacking and her deep, fervent breathy moans as she kissed Rhys and he squeezed, joyfully, her huge breast in his hand.

Hurt, anger, irritation, thoughts, pleasure...all rushed through the stunning brunette girlfriend...that bastard!...and so as she continued to kiss Rhys, she managed to speak through the incessant kisses.

"Fuck...me...Rhys..." She managed to half-say, half breathe as she continued to kiss him heatedly.

Her boyfriend's best friend blinked, however Elizabeth's hand on the back of his head and her insistent lips refused to stop the kisses.

"What...?...Now?" He managed to say incredulously, staring questioningly and more than a little surprised into her eyes.

Elizabeth grabbed his top and pulled him with her, slamming herself back against the wall opposite the top of the stairs, kissing him hot and deep.

"Now..." She breathed through the kisses. "...here..."

For a moment Rhys seemed completely stunned and taken aback, though his lips still met hers fervently, however his momentary shock was quickly shattered as Elizabeth frantically reached down and hastily began unbuckling and unbuttoning his jeans while his hand continued to grope her large breast forcefully.

"What about Karl?" He asked as he pressed his palm hard against her big breast...that made his whole concern rather amusing...

"Fuck Karl." She replied angrily, pushing his jeans down and reaching her hand into his boxers, her slender fingers wrapping tightly around his slowly hardening dick. "He doesn't care what you do to me anyway."

The feel of her hand clenching into a fist around his suddenly solidifying cock spurred her boyfriend's best friend on as he began kissing her harder, pushing her firmly against the wall as his hand squeezed her heavy breast almost painfully hard.

"I thought this was a one-time thing?" He asked breathily, though sounding more than eager suddenly, and oh so fucking smug.

"I said it was a one-night thing...and Karl wants the night to carry on obviously." She replied strongly, before suddenly she pulled her hand from his now ragingly hard, and oh so hot, cock, and pulled him around, pushing him against the wall as she kissed him excitedly. "And I told you I'm his girlfriend...mmmph...but I'm your slut to fuck tonight...mmph...so...Rhys...mmph...are you going to fuck your slut? Mmph...fuck Karl's girlfriend again....mmmph...better than he can? Mmmph...right here...right now?"

Her teasing words sent a raging blaze through her already well-fucked body, fed to an inferno by the anger that coursed through her. Rhys...he needed no more explanation, and no more encouragement.

His hands pawed all over her, as hers raked all over him, almost tearing his boxers in her frenzy to pull them down. However, the moment Rhys began to reach for her dress straps to pull them open so he could remove her dress for the second time that night, Elizabeth broke the kiss and backed away, the fire in her eyes matching the hungry lust in his.

"I want you to fuck me right here Rhys..." She said in a tone that was a lust-filled as it was slutty. "...I want you to be fucking me as Karl walks in the door."

Grinning conceitedly Rhys stepped towards her, his hands cinching her small waist as she stared into his eyes, increasingly growing more turned on instead of angry at Karl.

"Turn around." He said already twisting by her slender waist as she smiled confusedly. Whatever he had in mind, Elizabeth knew it would be dirty...that increasing horniness suddenly doubled.

Standing directly in front of the top of the stairs, a few feet back from the edge, Rhys once more held her slim waist as he stood close behind her, his breath on her neck sending s sudden shiver down the shapely girlfriend's spine straight to her tingling-with-anticipation pussy.

"Lean forward." He insisted and as she did, bending slightly at the waist, Rhys ran his hands slowly up her sides, his fingers skimming her firm tits, until he reached her arms, and leaning gently over her from behind, directed her hands to grasp the two banister poles either side of the top of the stairs.

As she stood half-bent forward, gripping the tops of the two poles in her small hands, Rhys ran his strong hands down her slender back, resting one hand on her slim waist as he reached down to line his rock-hard dick up with her pussy from behind...and Elizabeth smiled dirtily as she stared at the front door down the stairs.

Rhys had to know that they would be hard to make out where they were, but Karl could easily walk up the stairs to see if she was still there when he got back, that's if he didn't hear them the moment he walked in.

The offended girlfriend smiled naughtily at the thought...and then her smile instantly vanished as Rhys' long, hard, nine-inch dick began to slowly sink into her hot, tight pussy for the second time that night...until every glorious inch finally filled her full from behind...the position made him feel twice as big...she could barely breathe she was so full of hard cock...

...and then Rhys' hand found the other side of her waist, and for the second time that night, Elizabeth groaned from the centre of her being as Rhys thoroughly began fucking her...and her hands gripped the banister poles white-knuckled...

Karl walked back with Donny and J.V., each holding a large box with pizza while Donny carried the extras in a bag. As they rounded the corner a couple of minutes away from his house, Karl snuck a piece of the hot pizza from the box, chomping merrily on it as J.V. jibed him about not waiting till he got back.

Meanwhile, back at Karl and Elizabeth's house, Karl's curvy brunette girlfriend gripped the two banister poles tightly in her fists, holding on for dear life as her big tits shook back and forth within the thin confines of her halter-neck summer dress as Karl's best friend repeatedly impaled her forcefully on his huge nine-inch dick from behind, sending immense waves of pleasure tearing through every inch of the stunning girlfriend's body.

As Karl laughed in reply to his friend's comment, deliberately eating the pizza slice openly, his 'best friend' eagerly slid his hands from where he had been holding his girlfriend's slim waist, onto her flat stomach before reaching forward to firmly cup both of her heavy 36D tits, massaging the soft but firm mounds through her thin dress as he repeatedly fucked her from behind.

Heading closer and closer to his home Karl headed, while back at the top of his stairs, Elizabeth was being fucked to another explosive orgasm.

Rhys held tightly onto Beth's huge tits, pulling her back hard onto his impaling dick with them as he thrust powerfully forward, deep into her hot, tight pussy, filling her hard and fast with each nine-inch thrust.

He couldn't believe that he was actually fucking Elizabeth Alexander, his friend's fucking stunning girlfriend, for the second time that night. Her tits, more than filling his hands generously, felt incredible as he mashed his fingers deep into the soft but firm flesh, and her hot pussy sucked and gripped his dick so tightly that he almost came each time he plowed his long, thick cock deep into her from behind.

Her deep moans, sharp breaths, and high-pitched squeals of pleasure filled the empty house as he continued slamming his entire dick into her, fucking her for all she was worth as she stood bent over at the top of the stairs, gripping the two poles and staring lustfully at the front door her boyfriend could walk through any minute.

"Oh fuck Beth, your tits are fucking incredible!" He panted hoarsely as he massaged the twin mounds firmly in his hands.

"Oh fuck Rhys...squeeze my tits Rhys...uh uh uh uh...umm fuck...yes...squeeze Karl's girlfriend's tits while you fuck her baby..." The horny girlfriend panted sexily, pushing back rapidly to meet each thrust he made, ramming his thick cock deep into her burning, vice-like pussy. "Think of the fact that you're fucking your best friend's girlfriend Rhys...ohhh...and fuck her good...yeess...mmm...you're so fucking good..."

Rhys smiled smugly at that before he bit his lip in concentration, pumping his thick cock in and out of her as hard and as fast as he could.

Reluctantly he released her fine, heavy tits, letting them once again swing back and forth, bouncing wildly inside her dress in time with each powerful thrust that filled her pussy with his entire nine-inch rod, before he slid his hands along her soft, slender back, one hand once again cinching her small waist as the other reached forward to entwine in her hair, before grabbing and yanking her head back as he drove his huge, thick shaft home again and again.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhm! Uhm! Uhm!" Karl's gorgeous girlfriend grunted breathily as each sharp, powerful thrust slammed into her, her back arched and her big tits bouncing proudly against the thin material of her dress that now clung tightly to her as Rhys arched her back towards him by her hair.

"Does it feel good being fucked by me Beth, when Karl could walk back in that door at any moment?" He asked her in a low, soft, growl as he continued giving her every inch of his solid dick.

"Uhm! Uhm! Uhm! Yes! Yes! Uhm! Yes!" She managed to groan sharply, her voice tight and short as the angle made it hard for her to breathe properly.

Rhys grinned and ran the hand on her waist up and round to once more cup her large, firm breast as it bounced lustfully, squeezing and massaging hard as he thought about removing her dress.

However, before he could let go of her hair and begin untying those thin straps that were the only thing holding Elizabeth's thin, lowish-cut summer dress up, voices suddenly sounded outside the door and a key turned in the lock.

Beth continued to take deep, sharp, almost grunting breaths as Rhys continued to ram his dick into her hard and fast, in short, sharp thrusts as his hand roughly groped her large breast and his other hand held her hair, arching her back onto him as they both watched the front door open downstairs.

Karl was the first one to walk through the door, holding it open as Donny and J.V. filed in to the lounge, laughing and joking, and utterly oblivious to the fact that right at the top of the stairs Rhys was fucking Elizabeth and squeezing her tits as they watched them walk through the door.

Karl, however, closed the door behind him and turned to look up the stairs. Unable to make out anything clearly, all the unsuspecting boyfriend could make out was low breathing and a strange slapping sound...little did he know that that was the sound of his best friend's body slapping against his girlfriend's tight ass as he repeatedly filled her with his huge, hard, nine-inch dick, causing her to breath sharply as he pulled her hair and squeezed her luscious breasts right in front of him.

For Rhys' part, and from the sudden tightening of Beth's pussy around his thick dick, he felt the whole thing was so incredibly hot! Fucking his best friend's girlfriend basically right in front of her boyfriend! FUCK!

"Beth!" Karl shouted unaware to the lewd sex occurring at the top of the stairs. "I'm back! We brought pizza if you want some!?"

Realizing that if Karl's hot girlfriend didn't reply, his best friend would most likely come up stairs looking for her, Rhys relaxed his grip on Beth's hair, and once again she leaned forward, though his hand remained holding her head back slightly.

"Yeah babe!!?..." The stunning brunette replied quickly, in a high-pitched, barely-held-together voice that shook with the force of the fucking Rhys was giving her. "...I'll be c...cumming s..s..soon...." She managed to get out sharply, her breathing ragged as she tried her best to hold back the intense moans and whimpers that cried out to be released.

Panting silently as he fucked her, Elizabeth's heavy breasts swung back and forth, even as Rhys massaged one, squeezing hard through her dress, as she spoke to her boyfriend, his best friend!

"You alright babe?" Karl called up, trying to look into the shadowed hall at the top of the stairs.

Slamming back hard onto Rhys' impaling dick as he released her large breast and began clumsily pulling at the straps holding her dress up around her neck, Elizabeth panted heavily, though as quietly as she could.

"Yea...yeah...baby..." She replied tightly, as close to sounding normal as she could manage. "I'm....goood." She added, and Rhys smiled to himself as he heard the missing 'so fucking' in the middle of those two words.

Suddenly the straps untwined and Rhys pulled. Instantly Elizabeth's dress fell from her neck, exposing her wondrous tits to the night air again as they began swinging violently now they were free as Rhys' nine-inch dick slammed in and out of her from behind.

One, two, three, four hard and fast thrusts and her dress shimmed down her back now nothing held it up.

"Is Rhys up there with you?" Karl called up, resting one hand on the banister post and one foot on the bottom step.

"Mhm...mhm...." Elizabeth replied as she clamped her lips shut and Rhys let her hair go, one hand gripping her slender, naked waist and the other reaching underneath her to once more cup one of her big swinging tits as he fucked her harder and faster.

Karl looked as if he was thinking of heading up, and Rhys continued to fuck and fondle his girlfriend as they both watched him...his dick pumping hard and fast into her very welcoming and horny pussy...and then Karl smiled as he looked up and tapped the banister post.

"Alright babe." He said lovingly, smiling as he stepped back from the stair. "You'll come soon though, yeah?"

Rhys' smug grin deepened at that, and Elizabeth hung her head as she moaned under her breath. It took her a few seconds before she could manage to reply.

"Oh yeah baby...uh-huh...definitely..." She managed to answer fairly well considering from the sudden intensifying and bucking of her movements Karl's girlfriend was about to cum hard.

Karl smiled before he turned and headed into the lounge, the door remaining wide open, as the television once more came on and J.V. shouted something about bringing more beer in from the kitchen.

Meanwhile, while her boyfriend sat down to eat and drink with his friends, Rhys continued to roughly squeeze his girlfriend's naked tits as he plowed repeatedly into her tight pussy with his unprotected dick, for the second time that night...

...and the moment Karl had disappeared, Beth went wild...

Elizabeth felt like screaming the house down as Rhys' long, hard dick repeatedly stabbed deep into her burning hot, tingling pussy from behind, both of his hands now reaching underneath her to roughly squeeze her big, naked, swinging tits and pinch her hard, erect nipples as she met each one of his thrusts.

Oh it had been so incredibly hot to have Rhys fucking her while she could see Karl at the bottom of the stairs, but oh fuck, she had almost cum so hard. Umm, it had been so hard to not moan or groan deeply about how good her boyfriend's best friend was fucking her, and how hot it all was, but fuck, it had made it so intense that now she could feel her orgasm building so quickly she could barely hold back any more.

"Ohhh keep fucking me Rhys...keep fucking me...yes...yes...ohhhmmm..." She moaned breathily, as quiet as she could...not loud enough for anyone in the lounge to hear, but if anyone walked into the hall at the bottom of the stairs they would clearly make out her lust-filled moans of passion. "...ummm sooo good, you're so fucking good at fucking me Rhys...ohuhhh...ummm...you're so bad for fucking me though...uhhh...and fucking me in front of Karl...uhhhhhyeah...mmm...squeeze my tits baby...uhnmm...oh yeah...keep fucking me with your big fucking dick..."

Every time his thick, long cock entered her she thought she was going to split open, either that or he was fucking her so hard and so fast that she thought he was trying to fuck his dick through to her mouth...but oh it felt so good to be so full and to be fucked so hard and fast by her boyfriend's friend again!

It was funny, she would never have thought that she would be thinking that earlier on in the day, and now here she was, bent over at the top of the stairs, gripping both banister-posts in a white-knuckle grip, as Rhys, the guy she couldn't stand and her boyfriend Karl's best friend, fucked his thick nine-inch dick into her hard and fast from behind as he roughly squeezed and mashed his hands into her heavy 36D tits as they swung violently underneath her, no doubt ready to fill her pussy and womb with his huge load of thick potent cum for the second time that night!

Elizabeth's entire body began feeling on fire and waves of electricity began to rush through her as her pussy began buzzing with her impending huge orgasm...oh fuck...

"You want me to fuck you until you cum again Beth?" Rhys growled quietly, one hand leaving her heavy tits to gently slap her tight ass a couple of times as he rode her from behind.

"Umm yeah...make me cum Rhys...uhhmm...make me cum harder than Karl can baby..." She groaned softly, each slap sending shocks of lust and pleasure straight to her cock-stuffed pussy. "...fill me with your hard dick Rhys...uhhmmm...cum inside me again...ughh...mmmm yeah...fill me with your hot cum Rhys...mmm...I love you fucking me...mmm yes....I love your big dick...uhhhmmmmmm...and I love your cum baby...fuck me and cum in me Rhys...ughmmm...fuck me hard and cum in me deep...ohmm, I want your cum in me when I go down to Karl!"

Reluctantly letting her big, heavy tits go, Rhys grasped her slim waist tightly as he did just that.

Again and again his huge, thick pole rammed hard and fast into her from behind, her huge, naked tits jumping and flying around her chest as her undone dress crumpled into a heap over her ass, unable to fall to the floor as Rhys continued to feed her his nine-inch cock rapidly.

Elizabeth's vision shook and her body quivered as he pumped her full and fast. Her mouth hung open, however luckily she was too lost in the intense pleasure that was increasing ecstatically within her so fast that she could barely breath she felt so incredible rapturous...only faint, high-pitched moaning-breaths escaped her as she arched her back, her glorious 36D tits standing proud on her chest as the shook and jumped violently from the fucking she was receiving.

"Oh you're the best Rhys...you're the best...oh fuck me...fuck me...yes, yes, yes, oh fuck yes..." Elizabeth barely said breathily, her voice so breathy, shaky and high-pitched that she could barely hear herself. "Oh you're going to make me cum....oh fuck...you're going to make me cum again...oh yes...yes...yes...keep fucking me Rhys...so close...keep...oh...yes...yes, yes...I'm going to...oh Rhys you're making me cum...oh baby...please fuck me...please...please...oh fuck please...yes...oh fuck...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...I'm...oh...Rhys...Rhys...Rhys baby yes...oh fuck...I'm..."

Being fucked to ever-increasing heights, Elizabeth began to raise up onto her tip toes she felt so incredible, until she released one of the banister posts and reached her arm backwards, her hand flailing frantically until Rhys grabbed her arm and pulled it behind her, taking her other as her held her bent forward with both arms behind her, fucking her ruthlessly, and Elizabeth's world began to spin from the intensely powerful pleasure tearing through her as her boyfriend's best friend fucked her senseless.

"Cum for me Beth, cum for me again slut." Rhys growled softly between clenched teeth, releasing her one arm as he pulled her up so that her back arched, one hand around her stomach as he continued plowing his huge thick cock into her, more than she could stand.

"Oh Rhys..." She moaned softly as she leaned back against him, her arm entwining around his neck as one of his hands held her by the stomach, the other reaching round to tightly cup her flailing tits. Turning her head to face him, her eyes half-closed as her orgasm threatened to explode, her pussy stuffed full of hard nine-inch cock fucking her rapidly. "I'm going to cum Rhys...oh fuck...I'm going to cum...fuck, mmm...I'm...I'm...oh fuck...oh Rhys...Rhys...I'm...I'm...oh Rhys baby I'm cumming...I'm cumming...I'm cumm...mmm....mmm.mmmming!"

By the end the world and her body exploded in colours and intense ecstatic, rapturous pleasure as her second orgasm tore through her body so hard and powerfully that Elizabeth's knees gave way and if it hadn't been for being impaled on Rhys' huge nine-inch dick as he held her stomach and tits, the hot, cumming girlfriend would have crumpled onto the floor in a trembling, writhing orgasmic heap.

However, held to her boyfriend's friend's body as she was, Elizabeth was wracked with her orgasm as it tore through her, shaking and moaning deep into Rhys' mouth as his lips covered hers, the stunningly hot brunette girlfriend came hard for what seemed like forever.

Finally, after an eternity of rushing pleasure and shuddering electricity surging through every part of her body, Elizabeth finally sagged tiredly into her boyfriend's best friend as he held her.

Panting heavily, it took her a few moments to realize that Rhys was still rock hard within her, obviously having not cum, and so she leaned against him, wearily catching her breath as she sighed contentedly, pleasure and release suffusing her fine 24-year-old body.

"You didn't cum?" She panted tiredly, her breasts heaving beneath his hands.

"I wanted to save that so you could feel my cum filling your pussy, Beth." Rhys replied heavily, the hard, intense fucking obviously taking its toll on him also.

Stroking his hair with the hand entwined around his neck, Elizabeth began kissing his chin and cheek sexily, her body weary and her heart pounding.

"I want to feel your cum inside me Rhys." She told him both honestly and hotly. "I want to feel you fill me with your cum like only Karl should...please Rhys..." She continued, still kissing him sexily. "...please give me your cum..."

Her boyfriend's best friend's dick spasmed as it was buried deep inside her, obviously very turned on by her words and gentle kisses.

"Do you want me to fuck you on your bed again?" He asked huskily, both of his hands grabbing a handful of her soft but firm tits and squeezing hard.

Though absolutely shattered, Elizabeth's pussy couldn't help but tingle at that feeling.

"No..." She replied teasingly before she managed to separate herself from him, her shaky legs only barely holding her up as she turned around, her discarded summer dress pooling at her feet as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Staring deep into his eyes, she said, "...I'm all sweaty...I can't go down to Karl like this can I?"

Watching her curiously, Elizabeth smiled wearily.

"You'll have to do all the work though big boy." She teased, much to Rhys' smug amusement.

"No problem Beth, anything for my best friend's girl." He replied self-confidently.

Elizabeth's smile deepened, and keeping her eyes locked on his, she raised her voice loudly.

"Karl baby," She called loud enough to be heard by her boyfriend, who a few moments later popped around the corner of the lounge door downstairs, unaware that he was now talking to his naked, freshly screwed girlfriend as he replied. Elizabeth bit her bottom lip before she finished what she planned to say. "I'm just going to take a shower, we'll be down soon."

Oblivious to the fact that his hot girlfriend had said that 'she was going to take a shower' and that 'we' will be down soon, not connecting the dots, Karl did manage to remember that she had already had one shower that night and so when he asked her confusedly, Elizabeth replied that 'all this 'getting to know each other' and 'working out' our differences' has got me worked up and a bit of a mess', which to Karl sounded reasonable enough and so he shouted 'cool' before he told her that he loved her.

"I love you too baby." She replied, standing naked and in the arms of his best friend whose nine-inch dick pressed hard into her belly, ready to fuck her again for the third time that night.

As Karl headed into the lounge once more, Elizabeth's eyes sparkled as Rhys reached down to cup her tight ass and lift her up. Her legs instantly wrapped tightly around his waist as he carried her effortlessly into the bathroom he had sneaked in to catch a glimpse of her before, leaving her dress on the floor of the hall at the top of the stairs for anyone to find.

A few seconds later, the door was closed and left unlocked...after all, no one would walk in knowing she was taking a shower...and Elizabeth Alexander, Karl's hot, horny, brunette girlfriend, was once again rigidly impaled on Karl's best friend's hugely thick, nine-inch dick as he pinned her hard against the shower wall, the warm water cascading down over them both, soaking Elizabeth's long brown hair to her soft, Italian-honey skin, as their mouths were locked together in a deeply passionate kiss while Rhys continuously fucked her against the shower wall, the stunningly sexy girlfriend moaning loudly with each deep, hard thrust into her hot pussy, her large, heavy and wet tits bouncing lustfully as she pressed them against Rhys' naked chest as water soaked them both while they fucked hard and fast.

"Umm! Oh! OH! OH! UH! YEAH! OH YEAH! UHH YEAH!" Elizabeth moaned as loudly as she could...no one would hear her cries of lust-filled passion in here...as Rhys relentlessly fucked her towards another orgasm in the shower. "OH GIVE IT TO ME RHYS! OHHH YEAH! GIVE IT TO ME! OHHUMMMM! FUCK! FUCK! YES! OUGGGHHHH! OHH FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG DICK RHYS! OH FUCK YES! UHMMM FUCK ME! OH YOU'RE SO FUCKING GOOD! UGH!"

"Yeah! Take it Beth! Take all of my dick you hot slut! Ugh! It's so hot fucking you while Karl is downstairs! Shit! Fuck! Ugh! Fuck...you're a horny bitch!" Rhys growled harshly as he held her in his arms, her legs tightly gripping his waist as he bounced her on his cock while he fucked her against the shower wall.

"UMMM YEAH...FUCK ME WHILE KARL'S DOWNSTAIRS RHYS! UGH! UH! UH! UH! GIVE ME ALL YOUR COCK WHILE MY BOYFRIEND'S DOWNSTAIRS BABY! OHHUUGGGGHH YYEEESSS UUUUUUHHHH! UMM! OH FUCK! Ughmmm, you're so much bigger than Karl, Rhys...ughmmm, you're so much better at fucking me Rhys...ohh...fuck me Rhys...you've wanted to hear me say that for so long, so fuck me Rhys...OH YEAH FUCK ME!!" She groaned illicitly, her fingers clawing through his hair and back as he continued feeding her his dick. "OHH! You wanted to catch me in the shower today...didn't you Rhys? MMM fuck yes...ohh...well now you're fucking me...fucking me in the shower Rhys...making me moan and beg for your big cock...ohhh yes...ummm...please give me your big dick Rhys...ohhummm...please fuck me...oh...fuck me hard and make me cum Rhys...UGHMmmm...fill me with your cum baby...knock Karl's cheating girlfriend slut up with your hot cum Rhys...fuck me..."

The bathroom echoed with increasing sounds of hot passionate lust-driven sex, the lust-torn girlfriend moaning, groaning and screaming in ecstasy as her boyfriend's best friend nailed her hard and fast to the shower wall as she clawed and tore the shower curtain down as she screamed in pure pleasure. Rhys grunted and groaned as Beth's tight pussy squeezed and milked his dick, both of them quickly nearing their intense orgasms, as they fucked vigorously in the shower, drenched in warm water and passion.

"Oh fuck Beth, I'm gonna cum!" Rhys groaned as he humped her hard and fast plastering Elizabeth against the soaking tile wall.

"Ohhhh meee too Rhys...ohhh fuckkk...I'm going to cum again...ughmmmm..." Elizabeth moaned shakily, her body wracked with intense pleasure again. "Oh baby...oh Rhys...don't ever stop fucking me! Ohhh fill me with your cum Rhys...ummm...fill me with your CUUUUMMMM!!"

And with that, Elizabeth once more shuddered, gripping tightly to her boyfriend's best friend as her body exploded in her third nerve-wrenching orgasm of the night. Wave after wave of intensely pure pleasure ripped through her sexy body and she shuddered and shook in the throes of orgasmic ecstasy, screaming her lungs out in wordless pleasure, when suddenly Rhys jerked twice and roared as he buried his dick completely inside her, before suddenly load after load of cum coated the inside of Elizabeth's well-fucked pussy for the second time that night. Hot, thick cum blasted powerfully into her body, shooting deep into her pussy and filling her already full womb full of potent cum...cum that belonged to her boyfriend's best friend as her boyfriend sat oblivious down stairs.

Elizabeth's orgasm tore through her even harsher as she relished the incredible feeling of being filled with so much of Rhys cum for the second time, hot and deep inside her unprotected pussy, until once again she collapsed in a thoroughly fucked heap in Rhys' arms as she took another four huge spurts of his thick seed before Rhys too, staggering to rest her against the small shower shelf for some relief, sagged wearily as his own orgasm subsided and the bathroom was filled with the sound of water and heavy breathing, seeming silent after the loud sex that had filled it for so long...

Karl grabbed another slice of the hot pizza before leaning back in his chair with his beer, laughing as Donny dropped a hot mushroom on his shirt as he tried to swallow the largest piece of pizza the amused boyfriend had ever seen.

As he sat laughing as his friend wiped his now stained shirt, his hot, busty 24-year-old brunette girlfriend was pinned against the shower wall, water raining over her sexily as her long, smooth legs were locked around his best friend's waist as he repeatedly, and solidly, rammed his nine-inch, unprotected cock deep into her tight pussy, causing her large, 36D tits to bounce heavily before they pressed firmly, squashing hotly, into Rhys' chest as their lips met momentarily before the bathroom was once again filled with the hot girlfriend's moans and screams of illicit passion.

Karl didn't know that while he bit into his pizza, Beth was plastered against the shower wall, screaming for Rhys to fuck her, begging him for sex and telling him how good he was before, with a high-pitched scream that came from every ecstasy-blazing inch of her unbelievably sexy body, her third orgasm of the night tore through her powerfully, just before Rhys, Karl's best friend, slammed his entire dick deep into her hot body and groaned loudly as he powerfully began emptying his heavy balls deep into Beth's hot body, coating her pussy and filling her womb for the second time that night with his hot, potent cum.

And so, ignorant of what his girlfriend and best friend were doing, thinking she was having a shower and not even wondering where Rhys was, Karl picked up the remote and flicked through the television channels as Elizabeth moaned in hot ecstasy, shaking and writhing in orgasm as she felt all of his best friend's cum pumping deep into her...

Fifteen minutes later, after both Elizabeth and Rhys had caught their breath and had washed themselves clean...Rhys of course 'helping' Beth wash her glorious 36D tits...Elizabeth stood wrapped only in her white, fluffy bath robe as she dried her long brown hair with another large towel, watching Rhys get dressed with a deep smile of appreciation...after everything that had happened tonight, the sexy brunette girlfriend certainly saw her boyfriend's best friend in a totally different light, and herself for that matter.

"You'd better get downstairs." She said as she ruffled the towel through her hair, watching Rhys finish buckling his belt on the jeans he had just swiped from the hall outside. "It will look weird if I walk in with you like this."

Rhys smiled his trademark smug smile as he walked over to her, his hands pulling her to him and his mouth covering hers in a deep, passionate kiss which Elizabeth eagerly responded to until he finally let her go breathless.

"I'll see you downstairs sexy." He said confidently and Elizabeth smiled playfully, biting her lip as her eyes sparkled.

She gave it a moment before she too headed out of the bathroom, deliberately leaving her dress on the top hall as she padded bare foot downstairs in nothing but her bath robe.

As she walked into the lounge, her hair hanging wet over her shoulder and her bath robe far from being tightly held together by the belt so that more than ample cleavage showed, not to mention almost all of her thighs as she walked over and sat on the arm of Karl's chair, smiling at the guys as she kissed Karl on the forehead before standing up again.

Karl seemingly hadn't noticed anything odd about his best friend, or questioned him about where he had been and what he and Beth had been doing for so long together, as the two of them were laughing and joking as if Rhys had never left the room, however, as she stood beside him, Karl looked up with a warm, loving smile.

"Feel better babe?" He asked as he placed an arm around her.

Elizabeth smiled at him before she glanced at Rhys who smiled smugly back at her, noticing that Donny and J.V. had their eyes attached to where her robe gapped generously on her chest.

"Oh so much better now babe." She answered lightly, her eyes sparkling and her smile bright. "Rhys and I have 'cum' so much...to a 'better understanding' of 'each other'." She added insinuatingly, though Karl didn't seem to notice, like he didn't seem to notice that Rhys' hair was wet like hers, or that her robe was only lightly held together and all of his friends were staring avidly at her half-exposed tits. "He 'filled me' in and 'I came' to understand where 'he cums' from 'so much' better."

"I'm glad you two worked things out babe." He said lovingly, and then glanced at Donny and J.V. as if he were saying that 'I told you I knew what I was talking about'.

Elizabeth's smile deepened as she bent down, her robe showing almost all of her luscious tits to his friends as she did, and kissed him on the head before she straightened amused...Karl still couldn't fucking see how slutty she was being, or that Rhys had fucked her three times that night, not to mention filled her with his cum twice!

"Oh, I think we'll be 'getting on' a lot more often now baby." She replied oh so sweetly, before she turned and smiled oh so teasingly-playfully at the other guys. "Hey guys."

Donny and J.V. almost fell over themselves replying, much to Elizabeth's amusement. Well, if Karl wasn't going to notice her, if he wasn't going to believe her or be even slightly jealous over her...well, apparently plenty of his friends would be.

After all that had happened that night, Elizabeth had no doubts, and every intention, that Rhys would have her on her back by tomorrow night, and as often as possible after that...and judging from the open interest in Donny and J.V's faces, maybe she would persuade Karl to have more of his friend's over more often.

"Rhys, do you want to help me with this wine?" She asked innocently as she looked over towards her boyfriend's best friend, who of course agreed collectedly. "You want another beer babe?"

Karl shook his head and Elizabeth smiled at him before turning to pad through into the kitchen. Rhys followed behind her, no doubt watching her sexy ass sway beneath her fluffy white bath robe...that ass that he had been gripping as he fucked her against the shower wall not so long ago.

Grabbing the wine from the refrigerator, she turned round and almost dropped the bottle as Rhys stood directly in front of her, grinning like a smug, Cheshire cat. Looking into his face it was more than obvious what he was thinking.

"I wanted you to open the wine." She said with a roll of her eyes, though she did find it amusing that he trailed in there after her thinking he was going to get some sexual favour from her after all they had done that night.

Handing him the bottle, Rhys took it and held it, obviously holding out for some kind of 'payment'.

Sighing and rolling her eyes once more, Elizabeth glanced to see if anyone was coming into the kitchen before she pulled one half of the top of her robe open a little more, and with an arrogant expression on his face, Karl's best friend reached in to roughly squeeze and massage her bare breast, pinching her nipples and sending shivers through her soft skin.

"I think you've touched your best friend's girlfriend enough for one night, don't you?" She said as she suddenly pulled his hand from her, breathing a little heavier. She had to stop him before she began rubbing her thighs together!

"That depends." The player-looking guy answered in return. "When do we get to work on 'getting on' with each other again?" He asked with a deeply self-conceited and insinuating grin.

Shaking her head, Elizabeth couldn't help but smile amusedly up at him, he really was insatiable, not to mention he had clearly picked up her implication in the lounge which Karl still hadn't.

"Well..." She began, pausing to tease him, which worked as his eyes suddenly brightened with interest and eagerness as he watched her pull her robe a little more closed. "...Karl always loves to see his 'best' friend, so MAYBE you could cum tomorrow...but you'd want to make sure you didn't get stuck in any traffic, so...you could get here while he's at work, and I'm all alone in our house...you know, just so you're not late, of course."

"Of course." He replied with a dirty, very-pleased smile.

"In fact..." She said as she took a step closer to him, her voice low and sultry as she looked deep into his eyes, each word coming out slow and deliberately. "...you can fuck me whenever, wherever and however you want...for as long...and as hard...as you want, Rhys."

Rhys gulped but at the same time as looking completely turned on, shocked and nervous, he had his usual hint of self-confident smugness behind it all. No surprise considering his best friend's girlfriend had just told him they could, and would, have sex more often from now on. The thought sent a shiver through the pretty brunette's body.

Biting her bottom lip as she smiled up at him, Elizabeth thought about just what this guy had done to her tonight, and how good he had made her feel. She hadn't been able to stand him earlier on, even when the sex had begun, however the more he fucked her with that big dick of his, and the more Karl remained oblivious though she continuously, and very deliberately, tried to point it out to him to show him what his best friend was like, the more she had come around to Rhys...after all, if her boyfriend didn't care what his best friend was like, because after all 'it's just the way he is', then fuck, why should she be?

The pair remained silent as Elizabeth watched Rhys as he opened the wine in front of her, grabbing and pouring her a glass, which she took with a 'thank you' before heading towards the door.

Turning to smile at him teasingly over her shoulder as she stood almost in the door to the lounge, Elizabeth spoke in a hot, naughty tone.

"If you're a really good boy I might even suck your cock." She said plainly, though its simplicity seemed to drip dirtiness, and the stunning girlfriend could have burst out laughing at the sudden change of expression on her boyfriend's best friend's face, it only grew worse when she added, "Make me swallow."

Laughing silently to herself as she turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Rhys literally hanging, Elizabeth made her way over to once again sit on the arm of Karl's chair, draping her arm lovingly around him as she crossed her legs, her robe hanging tantalisingly over her long, smooth legs and large, firm tits.

As Rhys came in to join them once more, sitting next to J.V. on the couch, his eyes locked onto the sexy sight of her, the oh so teasing nature of just how she looked sitting there, naked except for the loosely draped robe all but Karl seemed to be aware of.

For Elizabeth, having gone through one of the most irritating and infuriating days of her life, only suddenly to have it all turn out so unexpected, but now so incredibly sexy and hot, the attention of all three of her boyfriend's friends was more than welcome, especially as it made her feel even more intensely sexy knowing she was sitting right next to her oblivious boyfriend as each of his friends hungrily ogled her hot 24-year-old tight body that was teasingly on display.

Smiling to herself with eyes that sparkled with the naughtiness she felt inside, Elizabeth Alexander listened lovingly as her boyfriend continued to laugh and jibe with his friends, who stole every chance they could get to eye her up, as she thought of just how much fun her and Rhys were going to get up to when they had the whole house to themselves...no doubt he would turn up at 9am, she thought amusedly.

If anyone had asked her if she would be planning, let alone hotly looking forward to, a whole day of having sex with her boyfriend's best friend, a guy she hadn't been able to stand being around until a few hours ago, she would have laughed in their faces. If Karl had just listened to her when she had told him the truth about his friend, had just seen passed the blind-trust he had for Rhys to see what would obviously happen if she was alone with him in their bedroom, if he had just even questioned the state she and the room had been in when he had walked in after Rhys had nailed her to their bed...all of this could have been averted...well, she at least wouldn't have decided to fuck Rhys again anyway...however Karl hadn't noticed, and Karl still didn't notice the way his friends looked at her, how Rhys still leaned forward to rub her leg, conveniently covered by the 'oh that was a funny joke' ruse that was so not convincing, and he didn't even notice her robe hanging half open in front of his friends and that she wore nothing underneath...and so, Elizabeth smiled, feeling her love for her boyfriend, and she really did love him, and her growing erotic passion for Rhys and maybe his other friends...how naughty that would be, all three at once behind Karl's back!...after all, Karl had brought this all on himself...but Elizabeth had every intention of carrying it on now...

And so, the stunning, sexy brunette girlfriend remained with her boyfriend and his friends that night, teasing and almost-but-not-quite flashing them, Karl remaining ignorant of her ever more daring manoeuvres, looking oh so forward to what the next day, and the 'who knew what might happen' future...there were so many possibilities...and now she wanted them all...