Hello there. It’s Mutual Friend, (nickname may change soon) LOL
I will jump into this. You read Giuseppe’s, take on things. This is mine. So here goes. I was miserable the whole time! The end. Okay, I will elaborate as you say. Giuseppe and Stephanie got familiar with each other as girlfriend and boyfriend. They were a cute couple. I was happy for them. Really, I was. I love Giuseppe, he’s closer than a blood brother to me. It’s deeper than you think. His happiness is my happiness. Stephanie, I fell for her after about a month of knowing her. I feel the same way about her. So, you are asking what did I do all the time they were dating? Sat back and watched, and played referee to their arguments. I didn’t go out with them on every date. It was only when they invited me that I came along. That was usually when we all went to the movies, the opera, things like that. But for those more intimate moments, of course it was just the two of them. We would hang out at each other’s homes on the weekend sometimes. Watching movies, reading. Stephanie was getting into her writing then. It was as if we were still the Three Musketeers, except, that the one Musketeer was lonely and in love with the other Musketeer that was dating the other. See how complicated this was getting? Did I ever tell Giuseppe my real feelings for her, or how I felt about the relationship? No. This would pass. I would get over it eventually. Maybe it was just a strong infatuation for her. Stephanie is funny, strong willed, smart and cute. Easy to fall for even though, she didn’t fall in love easily. You are saying I could have sabotaged the relationship. NO. Like I said, I love them both. Very complicated, I know. All relationships are. Giuseppe and Stephanie thought they would help me out by finding me someone. Stephanie had a girlfriend that she went to high school with. She’s been out of a relationship I believe a year. The guy was a jerk, she wasn’t looking anymore. Stephanie convinced her that I was the one. That lasted for about two months. The girl was nice, cute sweet. Even funny. She wasn’t Stephanie. I know a lot of you are saying, Get over it, she’s with someone else. Not that simple. By the time they started dating I had known Stephanie for over a decade. We all traveled together, we worked together, we’ve been through so much joy, pain together. You can’t let that go. But one day I decided I would try, then Giuseppe pulls something that threw me off guard. He had to go out of town, and he needed Stephanie and I to stay at the office and hold things down. He told me to spend the night with Stephanie, because he didn’t want her alone at night in her new neighborhood. She had just moved. No, she did not move in with him—right away. It took some time. I wanted to protest. If we were all still just friends, yes, I could do that. But knowing how I felt and they are now going together, this was not right for me. However, I gave in. I didn’t want Stephanie to be alone either. The neighborhood was nice. But being a single woman and new, things can happen. Neighbors needed to know he had some guys watching over her. It was only for a week. But it was a torturous one. I slept on the couch. We ate breakfast, lunch and dinner together. We watched T.V., we hung out, just the two of us. It was nice…until the last night. There was a rainstorm. She hates it when it thunders and lightnings. And this was a bad one. She called to me from her room. I came, and sat in the bed with her. I could have taken advantage of the situation, or at least tried. But, no, I’m not as trifling as some may thing. So I held her, she buried her face in my chest, because of the noise and the lightning lighting up the room. This was a really bad storm. I rocked her, stroked her, and we fell asleep together. Nothing happened. But I felt guilty as fuck! How guilty? I told Giuseppe when he returned. I told him nothing happened. And he looked me straight in the eyes and said…. “I know.” Yeah, I’m that kind of friend as you say. So, what does this lovely couple do next. All three of us take a trip back to my home in Italy. I am from Southern Italy, the rough part. In fact, our villa now is what is considered a rough part, but we’re in farmland. I digress. So we are back in my home and Giuseppe and Stephanie decided to find me a nice Italian girl. HELL NO! If I wanted an Italian girl, I would have kept my ass in Italy. This, for some reason was the last straw. I was getting tired of them trying to hook someone up for me. It left them there and returned to the States. They came back a day later, wondering what the problem was. It was time for me to have a heart to heart with my best friend. This was not a conversation I wanted to have with Stephanie. But before I did that. I decided I would look for someone on my own. Maybe I wasn’t trying hard enough. Okay, I found someone. It was someone that neither Giuseppe nor Stephanie knew. That kind of pissed them off, but they said okay, as long as I was happy and the woman was good to me. She was only good for one thing for me. At least she helped me in that situation. I did treat her nice, don’t think I just fucked her and that’s it. I put on the appearance of being her boyfriend and I was faithful for about year. I actually grew to like her. I actually thought for a minute that I would actually come to love her. So during that year, we double dated, we hung out, did things that couples do. Stephanie actually learned to like her, and that’s hard, she doesn’t take to people too quickly either. Giuseppe is real stand-offish. He does not trust anyone, unless he knows them for a year or two, LOL There was just one problem with this woman. She was not very bright. She wasn’t stupid, she had street smarts, but she wasn’t well traveled, or up on current events. However, hanging out with us, she learned things, and she was happy about that. We began spending more time alone, away from Giuseppe and Stephanie. And that’s when I thought that this was the woman for me—at least for a long-term relationship. So after a year, I was ready to move her in with me Then Giuseppe, my good old friend drops another bombshell on me. To be continued…….
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Mary Menages
1/18/2020 07:08:05 am
Okay.... I am starting to know you, mutual friend that will soon be no longer named mutual friend (hum I am calling you already “Mars” aka Marito.... but I digress.... YOU are the teaser of the trio! Ha!
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Gwen
1/18/2020 01:32:45 pm
Now see y’all (yes the country girl in me came out and said y’all)need to stop leaving us hanging....
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Micheline
1/18/2020 08:10:53 pm
Seriously, you are killing me...another cliffhanger... le sigh
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Laci
1/18/2020 09:21:54 pm
I. Hate. Cliffhangars.
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