Title: Affection Multiplier App: The Boyfriend
By: BreaktheBar
Chapter 136
Cassidy looked into the mirror. The lights were out in the room behind her, and the only light she had in the washroom was the soft red glow of the night light thing that was designed to be unobtrusive in the dark. It just cast a red glow over her as she slowly breathed and looked into her own eyes.
Robbie had been an absolute stud. He’d fucked Wanda exactly how she wanted and needed, and Cassidy had never been more fucking turned on by him. She wanted some of that—not all the time, but once or twice at least for sure.
Wanda was currently curled up next to him in the bed and the two of them were snoring softly. Cassidy had helped wash them both in the shower. Helped dry them off. Curled up with them under the covers, snuggling close as their body heat mingled and the two of them quickly drifted to sleep.
But she hadn’t fallen asleep.
Now she looked at herself in the mirror and judged herself.
“I hate you,” she whispered, looking into her own eyes.
Her heart ached.
Everything Cattie had said was true. Everything that her best friend had thrown in her face was true, and she knew it. Robbie was the love of Cassidy’s life. She’d known it since the App had told her so on that pool deck and she’d seen that her good friend wasn’t just a good friend. She’d had a crush on him before that. Had touched herself, late at night, thinking about him, but had always thought that Robbie was a fantasy. She’d never thought he would go for a weird, geeky girl like her who was a little too shy. A little too quiet. But he’d already loved her, and she loved him.
“I hate you so much,” she whispered again.
The guilt was a hole. A rip. In her heart, and in her soul. She couldn’t understand how she hadn’t felt it forming for those years she’d been so fucking awful. Every time she’d on Robbie, she’d made it bigger. She’d ground the edges back. And when she realized it was there—well, it had ruined her. And she’d known she deserved it.
She’d spent a long, long time struggling to figure out how to fix that hole. She’d tried filling it with him, and that worked a bit. More than anything else. More than work, and hobbies. But it was still there, and when the hole seemed bigger than what he could fill she’d always fallen into that aching, guilt-ridden depression. And somehow he’d always climbed right into that hole and pulled her out without even knowing how or why he was doing it.
This trip was… it was working. Maybe.
Probably.
Robbie still loved her. He’d said it, and she’d desperately wanted to cling to that, but when she saw it on the App again it was like re-discovering him that first time all over again. But she also felt that gut-wrenching hole deep in herself whenever she saw him falter. When he broke down that first day the only reason she’d been able to hold herself together at all was Cattie. The hole felt raw and fresh all over again.
Watching him with the others was surreal. It made her immeasurably horny, and at first she’d battled with whether she should feel guilty about that or not. She’d come to the conclusion it was seeing him that was doing it, not seeing the other girls. She found women attractive still, but not in the way she used to. Looking back, she’d never really even been that discerning—she’d been a predator hunting pussy. Chasing the power that having a woman give herself to Cassidy had felt like. But seeing Robbie with these amazing, beautiful women was like watching a sunrise.
And of course Robbie was falling for them. Cattie was everything. Becca was strong, and maybe the most like him. Wanda was amazing, and needed him in a way Cassidy didn’t think Robbie realized.
And of course they were falling for him too, at least a bit in their own ways. She couldn’t blame them for that at all.
But Robbie was supposed to be hers. Hers.
“You don’t deserve him,” she scolded herself quietly.
This was how she would make it up to him, if she ever could. Maybe she couldn’t, not fully. She would share his body, and his heart, with other women who deserved a touch of him.
Madison had probably been a mistake. But it had been fun in the moment and Robbie enjoyed it. So maybe she hadn’t been a mistake, just another lesson.
“You don’t deserve him,” she scolded again. “You stupid, stupid girl.”
Her heart hurt. It hurt so fucking bad. Robbie trusting her to help with Wanda had been a step. But she craved him. Craved the closeness. Craved making love with him. She wanted a fuck like Wanda had gotten, but she craved his love.
Cassidy turned on the tap and slowly, quietly washed her face. She’d been crying, and she didn’t want Robbie to wake up to that. Didn’t want him to worry—he did that more than enough already even before this. He cared too much sometimes, but then that was just another reason why she loved him.
Once she was cleaned up Cassidy looked at herself in the mirror one last time. She shook her head softly, knowing that she couldn’t ever make up for what she did, but that she owed it to her best friend, the love of her life, and the man of her dreams to try.
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