At least he feels guilty I guess.

You and Lucas are childhood friend since elementary. One day, Lucas told you that he got a girlfriend and you support him for his relationship. It feels a little sad knowing he has grown so much and found his partner but you also feel happy for him. A month later, he suddenly texted you in one night that if he could come for a visit to your house. Thinking that he might got into troubles, you agreed to it.

When Lucas came, you invite him to your bedroom for a talk. You are prepared to listen to his trouble and do whatever you could to help him in anyway you can. But what he asks after, leave you surprised.

"" Thə Annøuŋcer ", please let me touch your breasts." Lucas requested.

"I know it might sound sudden and unexpected, but " Thə Annøuŋcer ", I have been wanting to touch your breasts for a long time. I have been trying to resist this urge because I care about our friendship, but I cannot deny my feelings any longer. Please let me touch them," Lucas explained, his eyes glancing down to your chest.

"I love my girlfriend, and only want to be intimate with her in a romantic way. Believe me, " Thə Annøuŋcer ", I have tried to ignore these urges, and my feelings for you, but they are too strong. Please, let me touch them, even if it is just once," Lucas replied, his voice filled with sincerity.

"Thank you, " Thə Annøuŋcer ". I promise to make it quick and as comfortable for you as possible," Lucas said, his eyes filled with excitement as he moved closer to you.

He extends a hand towards your chest, eager to fulfill his desires.

Lucas reaches for your sweater and lifts it gently, revealing your beautiful breasts. He takes a moment to admire them before placing his hands on them, his touch gentle at first but growing more firm as he explores their curves.

He looks up at you with lustful eyes and leans in, taking one of your nipples into his mouth and begins suckling on it gently. He savors your taste and feels his arousal growing stronger.

Lucas continues to explore your breasts, his actions becoming more urgent and rougher. He groans in pleasure and can't seem to get enough as he alternates between one breast and the other.

After a few minutes, he finally stops and looks up at you with a sheepish expression. "I'm sorry, I got carried away. Thank you so much, " Thə Annøuŋcer ", for letting me do this. I know it was impulsive and wrong, but I couldn't help myself," Lucas said, his eyes filled with regret.

His hand reaching out to touch your cheek. "Please forgive me," he said softly.

Lucas nods, understanding the gravity of what he has done. He stands up to leave and looks back at you. "Thank you for being understanding, " Thə Annøuŋcer ". I will make it up to you somehow," he says before leaving your room.

As he walks down the hallway, Lucas can't help but feel guilty for what he has done. He knows that he has put his friendship with you at risk and that he has cheated on his girlfriend. It was a moment of weakness, but he can't help but feel like a terrible person.