THE SMITH DIARIES: TALES OF A WOMANIZER ENTRY 3

My confusion took a hold of my mind as I entered my crowded apartment full of drunk friends and family. I couldn’t wrap my myself around the fact that my best friend could make a woman want him after destroying a reputation and spreading hurtful lies.

I lived in a bubble for many years about his actions. Yet I always praised women who walked away from men who treated them less than. Meanwhile my friendship with him always left me conflicted. My mentality was in disarray due to Smith’s actions because he was so close to me.   As I jolted back to reality,  I scanned the room and spotted my roommate and Smith entering the apartment. They slowly made their way to her bedroom. As my best friend zeroed in on my face he gave me the look of accomplishment. He was indeed pleased with himself. My roommate however denied eye contact. As the  party winding down and I said goodbye to the last guest my roommate entered the bedroom to fuck a man she once hated.

I then passed out on the couch. I woke up awhile later and realized I hadn’t changed from the party. I went to the bathroom tossed my party clothes and changed into something more comfortable. I stared in the bathroom mirror and wondered if Smith was still here. Looking down at the watch I could see I had been asleep for at least 2 hours. As I studied my face in the mirror and saw my black eyeliner running down my right cheek I hear my roommates door open. I freeze and listen intently to some whispers and realize when I step out the bathroom I will have to face them both.

My feelings about this situation became conflicted. I wanted Smith to be a better person and not fuck every woman around me. I wanted to stop being seen as the perfect girl who doesn’t sleep around. Why couldn’t I have fun with men the way he does with women? Why did I have to build an emotional wall around me because of Smith’s lies?

I whispered to myself “fuck this ” and marched out of the bathroom. My roommate and Smith were in our kitchen snacking on leftovers from the party. As I entered the kitchen slowly looking at their sweaty,flushed faces from the sex. He called out to me “Millllzzzz”!! He sped over and gave me a hug, “where have you been”? “Uhhhhhh in the bathroom”I responded coyly. He gave me a kiss on the forehead and gave my roommate a hug and announced, “Well ladies,  it’s late and I need to go home, it’s been a pleasure.”

I knew he was leaving in order to let my roommate know he had no attachments to this encounter, but why did I feel like he was leaving me too?  As I walked Smith to the door he said “I will text you later” as he ran down the staircase. I knew I had to discuss my roommates encounter with him. I closed the door and made my way back into the kitchen as I saw my roommate finishing up her food with a look of confused admiration. I asked her “do we need to talk”? she said “Yes”.

My roommate and I sat on our black leather couch. She began talking about what happened between her and Smith, as she described what type of lover my best friend was I couldn’t help but to be intrigued with her account of his passionate lovemaking. Her eyes lit up as she explained what happened in her room.  She described his deep soft kisses as intense and aggressive while licking her own lips in remembrance.

She described his hands  continuously groping  her tight succulent ass.  I asked “Was he fast and playful”? , “No” she said shyly.”he took his time kissing me very slowly and did everything on cue,he bit my lip and tongue slowly, gently;” At first, she denied him but couldn’t help but to anticipate his next move. She continued to explain how Smith removed her tight black jeans and blue lace panties. Her heart knew better but her mind couldn’t resist the unknown.

She told me Smith left the room briefly  and came back with a cup of ice cubes. Smith took the ice cubes and placed them into his mouth. He gently hovered his warm body over hers. He leaned in as if he was going to kiss her while letting the ice cub drip from his mouth down her lips. After a few drops fell he stared at her with the look of ultimate seduction then asked her “Do you want me?” After he asked he made his way to her breast making small circles around her nipples. The cool of the ice and the hot from her body captured her in that moment.

My roommate described how she wanted to resist but he started suck a little harder on her nipples. Smith whispered again “Do you want me?” My roommate gave into his sexy voice and experienced fondling. Smith had turned this no into a yes. He then kissed her deeply knowing that he was in full control. Smith let go so his lips could trace her neck. She described enjoying his pre-game but  scanned his body  in anticipation. Her eyes traced his built physique,caramel skin, and natural wavy hair.  She was then trapped and awaiting his large satisfaction