Filed To Story: Cheating with My Boyfriend's Best Friend Novel Read Online (Olive & Aaron)
“Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too!” Charlotte said excitedly, “I’m the happiest person to see Dr. Woods making friends and starting a new life in Germany. Do you have a date later?”
When Adenauer looked at me, I replied, “Yes.”
Then, I explained to him, saying, “Charlotte is worried that I will go back to the United States because she does not want to lose her job.”
Adenauer laughed, “So, will you go back?”
“Hmph, maybe. Who knows?” I deliberately joked.
Charlotte was insensible, so she urged us to go on the date after the small talk.
Then, Adenauer and I went to the bookstore nearby and attended a well-known local animal behavior therapist’s lecture. Many people had come with their pet dogs.
Seeing Adenauer listen carefully, I appreciated him more. I did not want him to attend the lecture merely for my interest because it would be a waste of time for him.
The lecture was only half an hour. When we got back to the car, he asked me where to have dinner.
I asked with curiosity, “What does German homely food look like?”
As an American, my meal was full of carbs and calories. I often ate fried chicken, steak, salad, dessert, and pottage. And when I was busy, I perfunctorily had burgers, macaroni, and pizza.
But I wanted to use this dinner to make it up to Adenauer. He was German, so I hoped to show him my sincerity by letting him know I was trying to learn more about his life.
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He asked in surprise, “Do you want to have German homely food?”
“Yeah. I must fit in, right?”
“OK, I know a local restaurant with a long history. And I am a regular customer.”
Soon, I tasted a German homely meal. Potatoes, sausages, green salad, cheese, and a glass of beer. Everything was cold except the mashed potatoes!
“How about the food here? Do you like it?”
After leaving the restaurant, Adenauer smiled and asked me about my feelings for the food.
I honestly said it was okay, but I preferred freshly baked beef and chicken.
When the car arrived at my house, Adenauer opened the door and got out.
I wondered whether he wanted to go in. And the uneasiness hidden in the bottom of my heart gradually cropped up. As an adult, I understood what it meant to let a date in the house at night. Even though we had had a harmonious date today, I was not ready for sex. So, when he walked up to me, my palms started to sweat.
I thought maybe I should launch a pre-emptive strike, so I asked, “Would you like to go in to have a cup of coffee?”
When Adenauer looked down at me, he seemed startled by my direct question. Then, he laughed, “No, thanks.”
His answer largely relieved my nervousness.
Then, he put his hands on my shoulders, slightly bent over, and tenderly looked into my eyes, saying, “As much as I’d like to go in, I don’t think you’re ready.”
He was indeed a good psychiatrist because he could precisely read my mind every time.
A tinge of guilt crept into my heart, but I was undeniably relieved to hear such a gentle reply.
Suddenly, I felt a soft and warm touch on my forehead.
Adenauer had k**sed my forehead!
When I looked up at him in surprise, I met his beautiful blue eyes.
“Good night! Sweet dreams.”
I had to admit that no woman could resist such a gentle offensive.
Not even one!
I had never met such a tender gentleman.
Since that day, Adenauer and I had become much closer.
The next day, Charlotte occasionally t**sed me in the lab and asked about our relationship. I had thought I would mind it, but now, I found I wasn’t averse to talking about him to the people around me. He made me understand a 30-year-old mature man could give me a sense of security.
I looked at two faces on the screen of my laptop and said, “To be honest, I feel lucky to meet him. If I were dating any other man, I would not have adapted myself to it so quickly.”
Today was Saturday. Cinder finally could take a break from her busy schedule of work and dating, so she thought of me and Nick and made a video call to us.
Cinder had just taken a shower and was wearing Victoria’s Secret pajamas. After removing the delicate makeup, she looked less aggressive and more easygoing.
She sat cross-legged on the bed, pushed her face toward the screen, and smiled brightly, “My dear Olive, judging from the frequency you mention him, I believe you did start a new relationship. Congratulations! So, where have you gotten?”
I glanced at the date in the upper right corner of the screen and said, “We’ve dated for almost two months.”
“You know that’s not what she wanted to know,” Nick said.
Cinder high-fived him across the screen.
Seeing their interaction, I shrugged, “Well, we haven’t had sex yet.”
“What?” Cinder showed a look of disappointment.
“Hey, don’t be so surprised!” I thought about my wording and continued, “It’s my problem. I’m not ready.”
Cinder looked at me with a worried face and said, “Poor girl, doesn’t he have a problem with that?”
“I asked him about it.”
I clearly remembered the scene. After dating him for a month, I had deliberately brought up the topic when walking the dog with him.
I had to admit that Adenauer was a perfect date. He was gentle, mature, thoughtful, and attentive to details. And he could always get my jokes and reply with humor. But I had not invited him into my house, and we had never touched each other intimately.
However, I had been observing him, trying to see his desire from his exp**ssion or movement. But I could not find any signs that he wanted to have sex with me. Maybe he was too restrained and gentlemanly. But I could feel him trying to come into my life and advance our relationship.
“We had been dating for a month then. In the eyes of outsiders, we are a sweet couple. But I am not ready to go further. So, I asked why he had never asked for sex.”
Cinder asked with interest, “What did he say?”
It was a scene worth remembering for a long time.
Adenauer had stopped his steps under a huge linden tree and affectionately gazed at me on the side of the road, saying, “I’m no longer a teenager who has just reached puberty, so sex isn’t that important to me.”
He had taken my hand and gently r*bbed the back of my hand with the pad of his thumb. And I could see how he valued me in his eyes.
I could feel he cared for, respected, and loved me every day. And it was his earnestness that had made me confirm with him again by asking, “It is not that important, but you still need it, right?”
Adenauer laughed, “Yes, you’re right about it. But I have grown up. If I were twenty, I would have felt disappointed. But now, I care more about how we get along with each other.”
When he had taken a step toward me, the distance bet**en us had become shorter than a common social distance, making us look more intimate.
Balu had obediently stood in place and watched us as if it had been aware of the romantic atmosphere.
“Olive, you are the most charming woman I have ever met. I feel comfortable when dating you. And you respect me very much.”
“I respect you because you respect me,” I had t**sed.
Adenauer had grinned, revealing his pretty straight teeth.
“Look, that’s why I’m so obsessed with you. You are always kind to the people who are kind to you. Not everyone can do such a thing.”
Was I always kind to the people who were kind to me?
I had never known I had such an advantage, but I knew I sought revenge for the smallest grievance. When Vincent had cheated on me, I had f**ked his friend. I always insisted on revenge because I wanted the people who hurt me to regret it.
But no one had complimented me like that.
Knowing I did not deserve the compliment, I had kept silent then.
After all, I had not treated Aaron kindly when dating him. I could not stop myself from thinking about him again. After breaking up with Vincent, I couldn’t help falling in love with Aaron. We had had a good time together, and he had made me understand what true love was like. But I had not dared return him with the same fervent love.
I had been too selfish and cowardly. The overly strong love had made my possessiveness reach its peak, so I couldn’t help doubting whether the current happiness was real. I had suspected whether I was the only woman he loved and wondered how long his love for me would last.
Should I bet all my love on a notorious playboy? I had hesitated.
Facts had proved my hesitation was justified.
Aaron had easily taken back his love for me and hadn’t called me once during the past three years. When I had suffered from alcoholism in pain and been sent to the hospital at night, he had been dating his rich fiancée.
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