My girlfriend and I had been together for a little over three years. Things weren't bad, but we didn't always see eye to eye and the relationship had started while we were student - the change to working full time, stresses of everyday life had changed a lot in our relationship and while things weren't terrible, we both knew they could be better. We'd had a few arguments over small things and we weren't as close as we were months before.

This night things got particularly awkward. We had one of our closest friends over, a younger girl we had been close with for years. We were all chilling, watching a film when my girlfriend and I ended up in something of an argument. We'd never argued in front of our friends before, even if it was just a little shouting, but it did freak out friend out a little. She decided she wanted some space and went to make herself a drink - and that is when things broke for me. Instead of talking, I just got yelled at more by my girlfriend who decided, out of anger, to blame me for us "losing our friends" - which wasn't even happening. It was then our friend walked back in our room, heard everything, and told us she had to leave.

I waited a few minutes and left too - I just wanted some space and time to think. As I left the house, I saw our friend sitting on our garden wall, so I went over to ask if she was okay. We talked a little, she was worried about losing us as friends, but we had both known her for years so I assured her that wouldn't happen. For some reason, I decided to ask if she wanted to get a drink and hang out but she didn't want to go anywhere. I could tell my girlfriend had already gone to bed, so I decided to bring the drinks out to her. We sat in the garden talking and drinking, reminiscing about the fun times we had together. It was getting late so I said I should head to bed as I had work in the morning, and that is the moment everything changed.

I started walking back to the house, turned my head back and there she was, stood by the wall we had been sitting on, her dress now on the floor around her ankles. She must have been freezing and I didn't really know what to do except stand there in shock. All she had to say was four words... "Please fuck me again". This girl had lost her virginity to me 6 months earlier, with my girlfriend watching and encouraging us, and now here she was wanting more. Even though my current girlfriend was asleep in the house, I couldn't say no, but I also couldn't take her inside.

She walked over to me, I took her hand and lead her to my dads car, she sat on the hood and lay back as I knelt before her. I kissed her thighs, kissed her already wet pussy and asked if she was sure she wanted this. She just nodded, so I stood up, lifted her ankles up on to my shoulders and we fucked, in full view of the houses opposite mine (it was very late and dark).

That was when my girlfriend walked out of the house. She didn't say a word, she didn't have to, I knew the relationship was over the second she saw us, me with my pants around my knees, her friend basically naked laying on my dads car, my girlfriend just turned and walked back inside. My friend and I didn't stop, we continued to fuck until I was close to coming, when I pulled out of her. Before I could say anything, she slid down the car onto her knees before me and took my cock in her mouth just as I came. It felt amazing! And she swallowed it instantly before standing up and kissing me. We looked at each other for a moment and for some reason I had to ask... My relationship was over, I knew there was no saving that, and this girl was the closest friend I'd ever had. So I went to pick her dress up for her, and asked if she wanted to be my next girlfriend - she didn't say a word, but she nodded, kissed me again and left.

I slept on the sofa that night. That morning, my girlfriend, now 'ex came down and said she didn't want us to be together anymore. How could I blame her, I could have apologised, but we both know it would have been a lie. But the strange thing was, she wasn't angry or upset and honestly, neither was I. We agreed we should have moved on months before, and she stayed living with me for a few months before she moved in with her new boyfriend. She even stayed friends with the girl she introduced me to, the girl whose virginity I took with her consent months before, the girl who was now at our place every other night while we fucked liked rabbits - often with my now ex being the one watching.