He makes you the best man at your own wife’s wedding.”My hands tightened around the phone. Gay porn I get to have fun with her, and you make sure everything else runs smoothly.”My face burned, but I forced a chuckle, hoping to move past it.Then, as if he just remembered something, he pulled out a folded piece of paper and handed it to me.“Almost forgot. “Right… of course.”She smiled, oblivious—or maybe just indifferent—to my hesitation. It’s… important.”I understood.So, I started staying in the basement on those nights. He was grinning.“Yeah, man,” he continued, “the car thing is big. And don’t worry. It was just for a few nights at first.But soon, the nights became more frequent. Be good while I’m gone!”And with that, they were gone, leaving me standing there, staring at the empty doorway.Once, I had my own place in this house—a spot beside my wife in our bed, in our bedroom. His birthday is more important.”She finally looked up, flashing me a warm smile.
