**Repost of the story i shared on another sub**
So my BFF (who I know since we were kids) was dating this guy who I had a massive crush on. It was like when I was around him I couldn’t stop blushing or flirting with him. After a few months we became really good friends getting to know each other, cracking up jokes and yeah i still couldn’t stop flirting with him when we were alone. It was like I was drawn into him and I had no control of my emotions when I was with him.
A few weeks back my BFF and him got into a massive argument (she accused him of cheating on him since found a video of him kissing another girl at a party on a group chat) in which they decided to break up. My BFF was devastated so I crashed at her place for a few days to help her through the break up. Meanwhile most of her things were at her boyfriends apartment so seeing as she didn’t want to talk to him anymore I asked him whether I could come and pick up her stuff from his place to which he agreed.
So I went to his apartment and got her stuff but he insisted on having a letting him explain his side of the story. At first I didn’t want to listen to him since he broke my BFF’s heart but he kept insisting on listening to his side of the story to which i finally decided to.
So according to him he was at a party where he admitted that he was really drunk but he never initiated the kiss, the girl was the one who started kissing first and apparently a friend of his actually took a video of it and posted it in the group. Saying this he started to break down and cry saying that he should never have gone to that party and so on. He kept crying and seeing that made me sad so I hugged him to console him.
Out of nowhere he kissed me which caught me out of guard resulting me in slapping him for doing something like. But that did not stop him he kissed me again on my lips more passionately this time and all my feelings I had for him at the start came rushing in. I knew it was wrong but it was like I had no control over my feelings. The kiss that started on my lips slowly moved to my neck and before I could think of stopping he had removed my t-shirt that I was wearing and removed his shirt off.
We kept kissing and as he was about to undo my bra he stopped and said “No, this is wrong. We can’t be doing this”.
I should have agreed and stopped but no my emotions were way over my head. I removed my bra and my panties and I started kissing him. We made love on the couch, on the floor and finally on his bed. It was hands down one of the best sex I had in my life and not for a moment did I think of anything else. It was just me and him having passionate sex in his apartment.
When it was all over and done we both decided that we should not tell about this to my BFF since she was already devastated. We have been meeting from time to time like old times, flirting with each other ever since but my BFF has no idea. I feel like the right thing to do is to tell her this but at the same time I don’t want to hurt her and ruin our friendship.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ijv865/22_f_i_slept_with_my_bffs_ex_after_they_broke_up
If you don’t he will.
If you end up dating her Ex, then yes. If not, then just leave it be and avoid talking about the subject altogether. If she confronts you about it, then tell her about it, but it’s entirely unnecessary to bring up the subject and stir up drama.
He sounds like a real winner. They only reason to tell her is for bragging rights and to unburden yourself from the guilt by burdening her with it.
You are an incredibly selfish person. Be better.