I always knew my husband's best friend hid something filthy beneath that polished suit.
The investment whiz who swore undying loyalty. The one who'd die for him.
Until he torched our nest egg and slunk into my kitchen like a whipped dog.
Eyes down. Voice cracking. Begging me, not him, for mercy.
That's when his mask slipped. Revealing the man starving for my boot on his throat.
I gave it to him. Hard.
Counters gleamed under fluorescent hum, but soon they dripped with sweat and spilled want.
I buckled on my strap, fury sharpening every command. "Kneel. Take your punishment."
He did. Sprawled on cold tiles, body quivering as I drove deep. Hips locked in that desperate rhythm.
My glare pinned him mid-break. Shame flooding his face, twisting into raw ecstasy.
Humiliating him fed something vicious in me. His surrender? Pure velvet fire.
Betraying my husband with his own brother-in-arms. God, it tasted like revenge and ruin.
Nights bleed into shadowed suburbia now. His whispers turn sarcastic pleas. "More. Ruin me."
I laugh low, expose the ache he ignites. Vulnerability cracking my armor too.
He's no longer just the traitor. He's my obsession. The thrill of owning what loyalty forbade.
Yet every thrust echoes risk. His high-stakes world could crumble under scandal.
Our fragile peace? Shattered by one loose word.
Friendship's ghost circles closer, hungry for blood.
What devours us first: the bliss of his total yield, or the treason that birthed it?
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