[MF] Another time meeting with J

Since the [last post ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/idxxbl/the_moment_i_fucked_a_friend_and_cheated_on_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) I made about J and I did so well I thought I’d make another one covering one of the last times I hooked up with her.

It was around Christmas time and she was in town visiting her family again. Wanting to meet up with me, she asked me to head over to the mall closest to where her parents lives since her family would be doing some last minute shopping for gifts. I decided to be a good friend and make my way up to the mall, which was about 45 minutes from where I lived.

I ended up parking on the opposite side of mall from where she was, having to make my way over to the other end of the mall where she greeted me with a hug and telling me that we needed to sit down for a moment as she waited for her younger brother to be done looking at something. I just remember absent mindedly tracing my two fingertips up and down her thigh which got me a look and a lip bite from her.

[MF] Coffee with my Fiancée’s best friend

The two of us hit it off really well early on when my now fiancée introduced me to her friends. With one of them, Ash, I clicked with almost instantly. We have similar taste in music snd sense of humour. Over the time we knew eachother it slowly got to the point where we would talk a few times a week because of plans the group of us would have. Those conversations would drift from the plans to other topics, and eventually to what we liked sexually, including tips for things to try out with eachother’s significant others.

Over the three and a half years I had been with my now fiancée Ash had moved from one relationship to a new boyfriend. She found she wasn’t happy with how her new bf was in bed, which came out when her and I were meeting up for what had became a weekly meet up for coffee.

A few weeks later we met up again for coffee like we usually did and found a quiet university classroom because we didn’t want to try finding a table in the student center where we started this ritual of ours. We got in a quiet room and set up our coffees with my laptop to go through Reddit and chat.

The [M]oment I [F]ucked a friend, and cheated on my girlfriend.

It was a friend from high school that I had kept in touch with that finally got me to cheat.

To give a bit of background my gf and I met first year of university. She was a friend of someone I was flirting with and broke the heart of when I asked her out. She had a panic attack at one point in second year cause a girl I was living with who was absolutely gorgeous wanted to have me as a fuck buddy. I nearly cracked a few times but in the end I held off, that caused a bunch of drama that actually would have been avoided had I fucked her but that’s a different story for another time.

My friend (we’ll call her J) and I had been flirty when we had known each other in high school. That gradually over time went to being open about our relationships and sex lives. To the point we knew a lot about eachother. But there was always something building under that which we never addressed until my third year. She had gone to another university on the other side of the country but we had kept in touch and continued to be open. To the point that I was reading the sex blog she was posting at the time.

The moment I [MF]ucked a friend, and got hooked on being a cheating bastard

To give a bit of background my gf and I met first year of university. She was a friend of someone o was flirting with and broke the heart of when I asked my girlfriend out. In second year she had a panic attack because a girl I was living with who was absolutely gorgeous wanted to have me as a fuck buddy. I nearly cracked a few times but in the end I held off, that causes a bunch of drama that actually would have been avoided had I fucked her but that’s a different story for another time.

In the end, it was a friend from high school that I had kept in touch with that made me cheat. My friend (we’ll call her J) and I had been flirty when we had known each other in high school. That gradually over time went to being open about our relationships and sex lives. To the point we knew a lot about eachother. But there was always something building under that which we never addressed until my third year. She had gone to another university on the other side of the country but we had kept in touch and continued to be open. To the point that I was reading the sex blog she was posting at the time.