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Thursday was Mari day. Gerald had been coming around more often to chat with the luscious Latina. I tried not to let it bother me, and Mari assured me that they were just friends and it wasn’t going anywhere. I was more of a mind that where there’s smoke, there’s fire, but Belle reminded me that guys were hitting on Sam, Naimh, and Zofi at school all the time without any of it really bothering me. I pointed out there was a difference between guys making flirty comments in passing, and stopping to have a one-on-one conversation the way Mari was doing.

Towards the end of lunchtime on Thursday, Gerald stopped by again and Mari wandered away from the table to chat, giggling and playing with her hair. I seethed inside, but Belle quietly told me, “Let her have this. You can only give her one-sixth of your attention, and that doesn’t even count Neevie being your official girlfriend and ending up with more than a one-sixth share. Mari’s spent years in the shadow of girls like Sam, and now that she’s grown up into a curvy fit hottie, let her enjoy herself, huh?”

“You’re right, you’re right,” I conceded, tamping down on my jealousy.

“You’re still the only man for her. You’re still the only man she feels safe with.”

“For now.”

Belle’s eyebrows rose. “What’s your endgame with her, huh? Are you going to marry her and give her a whole bunch of kids?”

“I ... I mean I could...” I hedged, but caught Belle’s disapproving stare. “Alright well I can admit that outcome doesn’t look very likely at the moment.”

“You’ll have to let go of her eventually.”

“Eventually doesn’t have to be NOW. Can’t we all at least wait until the end of the year?”

Belle looked at me darkly. “Sometimes when people know the end is coming, it’s better to get out early instead of staying still, dreading the inevitable.”
I blinked and gave her a serious look. “Are we still talking about Mari, here?”

Belle shook her head and walked away. But I followed immediately after and grabbed her hand to stop her progress.

“Hey, hey. You alright?”

“I’m sorry,” she apologized with a sigh. “I’m just being hormonal. It’s that time of month.”

“Oh.” I blinked and immediately blushed. I think males of the human species are pre-programmed to get awkward around discussions of female hormonal cycles. But I arched an eyebrow and asked, “So that comment was not an attempt to deflect me away from thinking about that inevitable darkness comment?”
Belle pursed her lips and stepped forward to hug me, pressing her cheek into my chest. “I love you, Matty. All this talk about having to let go of each other eventually just scares the hell out of me.”

“You were the one that brought it up.”

“And now I wish I hadn’t.”

“I’ll love you forever, Annabelle. You know that, right?”

Her eyes were moist when she looked up at me, but she gave me a brave smile. “Yeah ... I DO know that.” And then she got up on her tiptoes so she could give me a kiss.

A minute later, Mari returned, an extra bounce in her step that made her big tits wobble rather enticingly. Catching the direction of my gaze, she flounced over and sat in my lap, putting those luscious melons right up underneath my chin, and she gave me a fierce kiss full of pent-up passion.

When she broke off, I arched an eyebrow and asked, “Was that kiss for me or for Gerald?”

“Matty!” Mari squawked, scandalized.

“Well I know you didn’t walk over here all horny after talking to ME.”

Taking a deep breath, Mari gave me a quietly serious look and stated, “Gerald is nice, and it feels nice for me to be able to talk to a nice guy, alright? I was happy, not horny. And now I’m not happy anymore.”

“Sorry,” I apologized. “But can you really blame me for wondering?”

She leaned in and nuzzled her nose against mine. “You’re still the only man for me, alright? I love you. I trust you. I value what we have together, and I need you to believe I would NEVER cheat on you, alright?”

Mother’s lecture about the BTC’s collective fidelity popped into my head, and I nodded. “I DO believe that.”

Mari beamed. “Good.” And then she gave me a new kiss every bit as passionate as the first one. By the end of it, all worries about Gerald had been washed away.

Okay, MOST of my worries about Gerald had been washed away. Anyway, her next sentence really did a lot more to improve my mood. She broke the kiss and groaned, “I’m gonna want you to fuck me HARD today, Matty. Just you. Not Gerald. Only my Matty gets access to this body built for sex.”

“Works for me,” I agreed.

So I did fuck her HARD as soon as we got to Belle’s house. Mari really got off with me banging her bubble butt from behind, and I really got off watching those plush moons bouncing with every bump. She also laid down on her back and had me rutting in a tunnel made from her massive melons until I blasted all over her face, just for old time’s sake.

Belle was also back to normal, moaning and pinching her own tits and shoving Mari’s face into her crotch while I banged Mari’s bubble butt from behind. And then of course, Matty’s Little Cumslut was happy to go after the ribbons of sperm I’d painted all over her best friend’s face.

And THEN Belle wanted to practice deep-throating. She wasn’t all the way there yet, but she was getting close.