my bag and palmed my gun.
My job made it instinctive to query any unfamiliar change in setting or
regularity and I was still conscious of my surroundings as I opened the front
door and came to an abrupt halt at the sight of my boyfriend fucking my best
friend on our spiral staircase.
Epic day!
Another memorable moment to celebrate my birthday every
year with.
They didn’t hear me, just carried on screwing as I stood
there, the front door open and surely blowing a breeze over their bare arses as
Bella’s long black hair flicked over Brady’s face and caused him to scrunch up
his nose.
And still, they continued; Bella bouncing briskly on
Brady’s lap as he buried his face in her chest, trying to capture one of her
nipples in his mouth as they bobbed up and down in perfect rhythm to their
fucking whilst his hands attempted to grab her hair and shift it from his face.
I smiled at my friend as I lifted him and shot a hole
through the step above their heads.
Brady jumped so high, he bucked Bella off his cock and
she bumped the four steps to the ground on her backside.
“Grace?” Brady shot upright and covered his dick with his
hands. Why, I have no idea, it wasn’t like it was anything new, unless Bella
had super powers and his knob was now glowing luminous yellow.
“Yup!” I said calmly as I lifted my piece again and aimed
it as his groin. The temptation was overwhelming and if wasn’t for the fact
that I was already in the dog house with the boss, I’d have shot the bastard’s
cock into China.
“Grace, listen…” he tried desperately but I flicked my
gun and fired a bullet just off his foot. He skipped sideways and glared at me,
“Fuck, you mad bitch…”
“Seriously, Brady! My birthday?”
He sighed and had the decency to look contrite as Bella
tried to pick herself up. A simple shot into the wall beside her head halted
the treacherous bitch from going anywhere.
“Grace! Stop!” Brady grumbled as he slipped into his
boxers and swiped his jeans off the bottom step.
My jaw dropped with his order and I scoffed, “Stop what,
Brady? Are you telling me I shouldn’t be angry that my boyfriend and my best
friend have been fucking behind my back? Or should I not be angry about the
fact that’s it’s my god damn birthday and you know what that shit means to me?”
He took a step into me and made for my hand but I pulled
away and glared at him, “Get your stuff together and go.”
“What?”
He actually looked stunned and I peered at him in
disbelief, “What, what?”
“You honestly want me to leave?” He asked as he demanded
my hand and grabbed it forcefully this time.
I frowned at him, the shock of his reaction numbing my
anger slightly as I yanked my hand back, “What the fuck are you on, Brady. Have
you been smoking again?”
“Grace, stop with the nervous humour. I love you, you
know I do.”
I glanced between him and Bella, frowning at her also as
she sat with her knees against her chest and her back resting on the wall as
she studied our interaction.
“Well okay then,” I sighed and smiled before I started to
strip out of my dress. I reached for the zip and slowly lowered it, keeping my
eyes on Brady’s confused ones as it dropped to the floor and left me in my
knickers, bra and garter.
“What are you doing?” he asked as he flicked a glance
over my body then across to Bella, who just shrugged and eyed my tits.
“Well, you say you love me so that makes cheating okay,
so let’s all just fuck each other seems as though we’re all friends. After the
day I’ve had, I need a good fuck.”
His eyes lit up and the smuggest of smiles erupted on his
handsome face. “Shit babe, if I’d have known you was into kink I’d have
pleasured your fantasy earlier.”
“Oh, this isn’t my fantasy, Brady.”
He frowned and blinked at me, “What is then?”
I pursed my lips as if deliberating his question before I
cocked my head and smiled. “Well let’s see. I would love