(F4M) The good girl goes bad.

You had been dating my best friend for a few months now, and I had made no secret to show how much I disliked you. You were a complete asshole. Always cheating on my friend, always verbally abusing her. Telling her she was fat, unattractive.

But to my shock she never broke up with you. Always telling me how happy you made her. That the sex was beyond mind blowing. Even I had to admit, I had masturbated a few times listening to you two fuck on the other side of our shared wall.

It always sounded like you were fucking her so hard. Fucking her brains out.

Eventually, my best friend had gone home from college. Telling you, that you could stay in our college apartment well she was gone. It didn’t take you long to convince her to buy you liquor, cigarettes and weed before she left. After all, if it was your place, you’d invite 3 or 4 friends over for a little get together.

It was a Thursday night, and the music was bumping in our tiny apartment. The smell of cigarette smoke and weed filled the entire apartment. I had texted my roommate how obnoxious you were being. Asking her to call you and tone it done.

To my shock, she told me maybe I should go and have some fun with you. Maybe well she was gone to the two of us could “bond”. Maybe we’d be friends by the end of the night? Or maybe we’d be more than that.

By the end of the night, I’d be nothing more than just another notch to add onto your belt. Maybe your friends belts as well.