My very best friend, Tanja.

We’ve known each other since kindergarten, and we have both looked after a boy. But it’s never been a problem.

We never got in each other’s way.

Until you came into my life.

From then on, Tanja behaved like a lovesick cow and really got on my nerves. You had to notice at some point, then we visit the same partys. I knew what would inevitably follow.

I prepared myself and practiced my reaction again and again in front of the mirror until I was sure that the performance would come across well.

When you then suggested inviting her to join us, I agreed enthusiastically.

You didn’t suspect a thing.

Of course, I expected her to refuse when I told her that you were only interested in sex, and that you had no real interest in her as a person.

This can be expected from a friend in a situation like this, isn’t that what you can expect?

What a big mistake.

She agreed immediately.

When I brought her into the apartment and you greeted her with a heartfelt kiss, I got all hot and went into the kitchen to make coffee so you wouldn’t see my red cheeks.

I was angry with myself for misjudging the situation.

Tanja is beautiful, and I’ve never seen her naked since we grew up. I made coffee and heard you in the living room. It was clear to me that I had to play along now after inviting her so enthusiastically.

When I entered the living room with the coffee, you already had your hand under her skirt, and her face was flushed with lust.

Well, that was quick.

I stood in the doorway, undecided, and watched the two of you.

Your hand moved between her thighs and her legs began to tremble.

Did I take so much time with the coffee, or was she so hot for you?

She looked at me, and I saw that it was supposed to be an apologetic look, but you saw that too and, judging by her dilated eyes, stuck another finger in her wet pussy.

So an apologetic look turned into a gasp and a lustful moan that she couldn’t suppress.

The tray with the coffee was shaking dangerously in my hands.

“Did I want cold coffee?” you asked without stopping fingering Tanja.

She was already past the point where she could have perceived anything other than your fingers moving expertly in her pussy.

I knew that feeling very well, and it was fantastic.

“Coffee,” you said completely emotionlessly, and I started to move.

As I put the tray down on the coffee table and tried to fill three cups, you made Tanja come.

First, she gasped for air, and then her body started to shake.

I saw the confusion in her eyes and the desire for you to kiss her or touch her somewhere else.

But you just looked her in the face and carried on.

She came towards you with her pelvis and moaned as her body convulsed.

I saw her hard nipples under her blouse and knew that mine were just as hard.

It was incredibly hot, and I was getting wet.