At and the Lads

It was a mess. The whole thing was a mess. I had seen her stomp all over the boundaries we had set and I had meekly accepted it, My girlfriend had sent three of my best friends a full nude and explicitly made sure they came to her, and I didn't have the courage to say anything about it. I reasoned with myself at the time, I had already spoken to her about what she was doing and it hadn't stopped her, so why try again? I wasn't willing to lose her so I didn't think I could stand up to her. Besides, even though I wasn't happy with it it's not like she could go any further. Everyone had seen everything.

Even though I was accepting it, I tried to keep my guard up. I was spending more time at Kat's place rather than bringing her around to mine. Having her at our place meant 4 people I couldn't trust and me fending for myself. At least being at hers I only had to worry if her phone was out.

With that said, I couldn't keep her away from my friends altogether. She didn't know that I'd looked at her phone and I couldn't let her know I didn't trust her. Unfortunately, this left me with some uncertainty. At least when everything (almost everything I guess, since she was sometimes doing it while in the room with them) was over text, there was a record of it. The first time it happened in person, I'll never know what exactly happened.

It was only a couple of days after she'd had them all jerk off and we'd had our lovely meal at a restaurant that Kat next came over to see me. Despite everything it was a pretty normal visit. We had sex, we watched a sitcom in my room and we had a really great time. I was convincing myself everything was fine despite what she'd been up to and when she said she needed to go to the bathroom I didn't think anything of it. It was only when she took longer than I expected that I started to worry, but even then it wasn't a serious thing, more just hoping she was ok.

I did get up to go and check on her. heading for the bathroom me and my three housemates shared. I was expecting to hear nothing and thinking the most embarrassing thing that could happen would be hearing the unfortunate noise of her using the toilet, so my heart sank the second I heard muffled voices behind the bathroom door.

I couldn't make out what they were seeing or even who the other voice was, but it was obviously a woman and a man. They were quickly going back and forth and each voice was having a little laugh at the end of most of what they said. Why would she let one of my mates into the bathroom with her? I know she'd crossed boundaries with them but this was something else. I thought maybe she was just having a bit of fun because even after her actions I was sure she wouldn't cheat on me.

My faith broke as I started to hear her moaning. Heavy male breathing pretty swiftly follows. I guess things would have been different if I'd done what any other man would do and banged on the door, but I didn't. I retreated back to my room and laid down on my bed. She came back about 15 minutes later.

"Shall we watch the next episode babe or do you want to get something to eat?"

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I still didn't really know what to do. This had gotten way out of hand and there was the possibility my girlfriend had seriously cheated on me with one of my best friends. It felt like confronting her would have ended the relationship whether she really had done or not, and I still didn't want that. I tried to convince myself it was good that I had a girlfriend that my friends wanted, since it meant she was so hot that everyone wanted her, but clearly that was just me trying to cope. I didn't want anyone to want her, I wanted her to be loyal. I realised I had to either end things or I had to find a way to convince myself I was ok with what was going on. I took the coward's route.

It took me a couple more days to work up the nerve to do anything. I knew I couldn't speak to Kat about it since the first conversation we had was filled with her apologies and her feeling bad and it changed nothing, so I decided to speak to Pete. He had been involved in the escalation of things with Kat, and had sent pictures of his cock and his cum to her, but as he'd been the only person who had ever seemingly felt bad about what was happening I thought it was the best way to find out what had been going on.

I steeled myself, went and knocked on his door and told him straight up I wanted to see the group chat that he, Chris and Josh had with Kat to see if anything had happened since he had first shown me. For a second he looked like a cat in the headlights - as far as he knew, if he showed me this would be the first time he admitted he had properly participated in this sordid mess. After a second though he just looked defeated. He picked up his phone, opened the app, scrolled up to where he'd last shown me and handed it to me.

"Sorry dude" he muttered.

My attention was fully on the screen. I realise now how shocked Pete probably would have been looking at me as I quickly breezed by the days of Kat sending pictures of her big, gorgeous tits, past the pictures of his and Josh's dicks, past the first time Kat had sent them a picture of her pussy for him and the others to jerk off to and then start to slow down and read what had happened since. If he had asked at the time, I wouldn't have been able to explain that I knew what had been going on and I was only concerned to see if it had gone any further but this is what I had fallen to.

There were no messages the day after she had got them all to jerk off and shown them her pussy. This followed a pattern that I was starting to understand better and better. Every time Kat crossed a line, she and they all understood that they'd done something wrong and felt hesitant to continue. If this feeling had been permanent it might have worked in my favour and this whole thing could have been written off but unfortunately that once again was not the case.

The first message the next day was from Chris. That had been the day Kat had disappeared to our bathroom for half an hour and I'd overheard someone in there with her. If there had been any doubt in my mind that something had happened (which I had been trying to convince myself) then this was the end of it. With Pete probably watching over me with pity in his eyes I read what he had told them.

"I think this will be another day with no pics from Kat, lads." He had written. "She probably feels super guilty about what we just did."

My other two friends had responded immediately. Josh was excited, Pete at least had the decency to stand up for me.

"Woah man, what happened??" Josh had put.

"Come on now, this is Davey's girlfriend." Pete had reminded him. I didn't know which was worse. I knew they both wanted to know, and Pete had already crossed the line encouraging Kat and sending her pics of his own. He had felt bad about it when it started, and he was letting me know now what had happened, but he was far from innocent. My musings on how I felt about my friends' actions were brought to an abrupt halt when I saw Kat's message next.

"Ignore him, nothing happened." she had responded, and she'd immediately sent them the usual first picture. She was smiling with wide eyes wearing a good looking floral dress. She was in our bathroom, so this must have been taken while she was in there with Chris. The picture was taken from a bit further out than a normal selfie. Had she let him take this picture while they were in there together?

My suspicions were deepened as I scrolled down. Josh and Pete had sent their usual compliments on how hot she looked, part of the routine of her sending the second picture with her tits out. Chris for the first time ever said nothing. He must have taken this picture of my girlfriend. I took a deep breath and thought surely she wouldn't have-

I scrolled down and there it was. Exact same angle, Kat had pulled the straps off her dress over her arms and was pulling the dress down with both hands to expose her ample tits to the camera. Even if I hadn't realised before there was no way to explain this picture unless someone else had taken it. Josh and Pete were as effusive in their praise as ever, and what Chris had sent pushed me over the edge.

"I'm a great cameraman, aren't I lads? And don't you think she looks satisfied?"