My Good Friend's Marriage
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 22
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22 - Don and I worked with Ella in the same office in Singapore. I was the best man at Don and Ella's wedding where I was introduced to Ella's best friend, Celeste. Later, Dona and Ella's marriage spiralled out of control because of Don's affair with a Chinese colleague. My efforts to comfort Ella led to more than friendship. How could I reconcile my feelings for Celeste and my lust for Ella?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Cheating Light Bond Oriental Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Oral Sex Petting
It was one of the few rare occasion where my dick was still throbbing after I came. It was as if the intense muscle spasm never wanted to end as I reeled from what had just happened. I was honestly confused, not knowing if I was aroused by the fact that I just saw some really private videos or for knowing that Ella had a thing for me too.
30 minutes had passed just like this. I spent the next couple of minutes trying to find a thumb drive in my bag. A hard disk, anything. My brain stopped working. All I could think of was to copy the contents of the locked folder. I found a small 2gb thumb drive I used to store work related stuff and I dashed into the bedroom and plugged it in.
Without wasting a single second, I copied all 3 folders and pasted into the drive. The file barely began transferring when the message popped up that there was not enough space. I cursed out loud as I cancelled the command. Just when I was about to clear some contents, I heard the door opening. The clank of the lock against the metal gate was unmistakable.
I knew there was no time left so I did what I could. I copied the 2nd folder 09 and pasted into my drive. My heart willing it to move as I watched the green bars slowly tick by. The wooden door opened and I could hear it slam against the back of the door catch as the metal gate was locked shut.
Just then the window popped up again and said out of space once more. I closed all the windows and just pulled out the stick. I only just managed to put the usb stick into my pocket when Don’s head popped into the room.
“Need to shit ... sorry.”
I watch him disappear into the toilet and I was about to try again when my phone rang causing me to curse out loud once more. It was my team leader. Officially it was still my working hours.
I shouted out to Don about the call and I disappeared into the kitchen to take it.
10 minutes later when I’m done, Don was already shutting down the laptop and I saw him drop the bottle into a ziplock bag.
“What time eh? quick.”
I estimated the timing and told him about 1.30pm. He nodded and gave me a thumbs up as he started to get ready to leave. We parted ways on the ground floor and I could not concentrate on work for the rest of the day. I was in a semi dreamlike state as I just drifted my way through the rest of the day.
Once the clock struck 6, I packed up and dashed back home. I threw my bag aside and powered up my laptop. I needed to see how much I managed to get. The folder opened and I saw 8 file icon. I almost depressed the button on my mouse as I plugged in my noise-cancelling headphones and played the video.
Immediately I felt my dick stood to attention as I stripped myself. My erection was straight, hard and ready to go as I watched the screen in front of me. There she was.
Ella.
It was a different scene again and Ella was only wearing her lingerie, her hands behind her back. She wore a front clasped black bra with a tiny piece of small jewel in the middle of the clip. It must be a push up as I almost drooled at the deep cleavage it created. The bra straps were red, blood red, no doubt changed at the request of Don. Ella’s privates were clad with matching black lace panties. The sheer material under the warm light caused it to give off a glimmering effect as the camera trained on her.
She was wearing heels, black too and as she swung her body slightly, I caught a glimpse of a red sash behind her, that her hands must be tied with. Her weight was balanced on one leg, her left. And in the typical modelling pose, her right knee was slightly angled, pointing towards Don and there was this coy innocent look that was screaming out for attention on her face.
“Why are you naked?”
I almost grabbed the screen when Ella looked away as she mumbled something under her breath.
“Speak louder.”
The camera shook, the figure of Ella blurred for a second or 2 before focusing again.
“Because I am naughty.”