“I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend” with Peter

“Are you sure it’s a good idea?”, you asked your friend Monica. “I mean you’ve been best friends for years.”

“Believe me, I’ve thought about it, pros and cons. And I love him. I need to tell him”, she shrugged her shoulders.

“I get it, I do.” It had been the same with Peter. You smiled. “You know what? Go for it girl.” You both laughed and ordered another drink.

“Ahhh…that’s better”, you said to yourself kicking off your heels. It was fun going out with the girls but you preferred being at home with your family. You ambled down the hall and noticed Peter’s office light was on.  Pushing the door open, you found him pouring over some case files.

He looked up when he heard you walk in and smiled. “Have fun tonight, darling?” he sat down the file was working on and patted his knee. “I missed you”

“I did. Missed you though”, you sat in his lap and curled into his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head. “What did you and the kids do?

“Pizza, movie, kids passed out at 8:00, and here I am working at 11:00 on a Friday night. How was dinner?” He gently glided his fingers up and down you arm.

You sat up to talk to him easier. “I spent most of my time trying to talk Monica out of making a stupid mistake. She said she’s in love with Chris. I told her best friends turning into a relationship usually isn’t a good idea.” You shook your head and sighed. “But in the end I told her to go for it.”

Peter’s brow furrowed. “Not always a bad idea. After all, I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend.” 

“Yes, well, the difference there was I fell in love with you before I even knew your name. It took you a while longer to come around”, you giggled.

He gave you a kiss that started tender and increased with intensity. Hands were roaming. Lips skimming over one another.

“I need you. Now.”, he ordered.

You groaned into his mouth, you loved when he got bossy. You stood sliding your panties off.  He untied his sweats and pushed them down. He hiked your skirt up to your hips. 

You straddled him, sliding down on him slowly. “Ahhhhh….”, he stretched and filled you completely.

Peter hissed through his teeth. “God. You feel so good.” He grabbed your waist and started moving up you up and down. “Hold on.”

You grasped the back of his chair as he pounded into you. You felt it building, then a wave coursed through your body, you threw your head back, your body convulsed. “Oh Peter, ahhh…”

Peter groaned and squeezed your hips as he found his release. “Good God woman. I love you but you’ll be the death of me.” He kissed you softly and grinned.