Aiden’s P.O.V.

I, Aiden Dennison, was about to have sex (finally!) with my gorgeous girlfriend of three years.

Who is the man?

I know I sound like Glen right now, but I mean who wouldn’t be excited? And Glen would be proud of me. Nothing screams “GLEN CARLIN” like making out in an elevator before heading to get laid.

After what seemed like years we made it up the stairs, and down her hall. This is your night Aiden, I kept telling myself.

And then I heard Spencer’s voice. First, I wasn’t shocked. Ashley and Spencer were best friends and they do hang out a lot. They also go over to each other’s places often and “surprise” eachother. I was guessing it was just a best friend thing.

Until I saw what she was wearing.

Is a thong and bra the only thing best friends wear around eachother when they hang out?

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Spencer’s P.O.V.

“Jesus Christ Spencer!” I thought to myself. “Why do you have to always do stupid shit like this?”

Being the typical dumbass that I am, I went through with waiting in Ashley’s bed in my underwear. I didn’t even stop to think that maybe Aiden, Ashley’s fucking boyfriend, would chill with her after the movie. I also didn’t think that maybe Ashley didn’t want this, and this was probably way too intense for her. She has to be in control of everything, and she had no control over this situation.

Aiden’s mouth literally dropped when he saw me and I yelped, grabbing Ashley’s sheer silk robe hanging from her door. Great way to cover up Spence. Maybe try something that’s not sheer next time? I thought.

I was seriously waiting for Aiden to explode with anger. But after he got over his initial shock, he actually smiled.

“Well Ashley…I would have never expected this!” he stated, draping his arm over her shoulder.

She pushed him off quickly. “Expected what? I’m shocked as much as you are!”

“Oh, don’t act surprised!” he said playfully. “You planned this. A threesome with Spencer Carlin and my hot girlfriend? Your more kinky than I thought!” I could not believe this. Aiden actually thought this was planned. What a douchebag. There was no way I was staying. Aiden probably thinks I’m a slut; Ashley is probably furious. And it’s all my fault.

The expression on Ashley’s face changes from anger to lust, like she has a naughty idea. “Let’s do it.” She said, smiling at me, her eyes scanning my scantly clad body.

Now it was my jaw’s turn to drop.