How do you feel about forbidden things? Do they attract you, or do you strictly follow the rules and back away from them? I was always a good girl. Very ethical, always understanding, and trying to do the right thing. I never wanted something that is not mine or to do something that is considered immoral, and disgusting. But, all my ethical behavior, my morals, and standards went away with one thing. Not a thing, but a person. My best friend, and I, fucked in public in the backyard.
We have been best friends and inseparable since high school. We lost our virginity to each other, and that was the first time we had backyard sex. After that, things were normal, we were cool with each other, and we talked about our partners with each other. It was like nothing did change. But, it did change for me because every day I was falling for him more and more. When we went to college, I had plenty of back yard porn because my boyfriend lived in a fraternity house. You know how things can get crazy in college, so I do not have to go into details. But, here is the thing. My best friend and I promised each other that we would not have backyard porn videos with anyone ever because that was our thing. One day, we would have backyard sex videos, but only for each other and no one else. As you can see, I broke that promise. And he got married right after college.
We stayed in touch, even though his wife was not happy that he has a girl for a friend. I just thank God that he did not tell her about our first-time backyard porn because she would surely kill us both. When the pandemic broke out, we kind of lost contact, but we regained it after we started working with each other. Our companies were merging into one, and since we both work in finance, our meeting was inevitable. So, one day, it was pouring on our side, and we finished our work earlier. It was Friday, and everyone was rushing to go home.
But, not the two of us. We ended up in a local bar, and it was tequila happy hour. If you have ever drunk tequila you know how it hits hard. Three tequilas were enough for me to come clean, and tell him about my feeling for him. And, do you know what? He felt the same for me. But, he was married. On top of that, he was not happy about it and decided to get a divorce from his wife who was, at that moment, spending his money in Spain with her lover. And that is how we ended up in his house, having sex on the yard while the rain was pouring down like it did not rain for ages.
In normal circumstances, if I ever get in this type of situation, I would wait until he was a completely free man, but as I said, I do not have morals or standards when it comes to this man. I love him, I love his big cock, and I love how he kisses me. And, when I felt his lips on mine, I knew that nothing did change. We had backyard porn for the entire weekend, taking a break only to eat and sleep. I never once thought about his wife, our work on Monday, my obligations, and deadlines for the following week because the only thing that mattered was he and I.
You know, I never actually believed him when he told me his plans to get a divorce, but I was not surprised when he stopped mentioning it when his wife came back home. And, that is when we stopped having backyard sex porn. He even stopped talking to me at work. Our conversation was mandatory, but he decided our conversation should go through his secretary. And I was furious, mad, and hurt and I wanted to break every bone in his body.
But, I decided against it. I had my fair share of sex in the backyard and I could not ask for more. I loved him with all my heart, and I thought that he felt the same, but I guess I was wrong. And, you know, I do not care. In the following months, we got into argument, and I told him how my ex-boyfriend and I had a backyard sex video when we were in college, and that he was not the only person in my life that I fucked. I do not know if he was hurt or not, and I did not stay long enough to hear what he had to say. I do not think I will ever recover my dignity because I stood so low for a man, but one thing I sure know is that it will never happen again. Except for sex in the backyard. I am always up for it.