I’ve been sharing an apartment with my BFF Tina and her boyfriend for almost a year now. Tina and I have been friends for years. She met her boyfriend Steve almost two years ago and he’s a really nice guy and everything but let’s just say that he’s not the most discrete guy in the world.
I was raised in a pretty conservative very religious family, I admit that and I have many of the values that my parents have. Things started out fine when Steve moved in but after a month or so he started to get a little too comfortable around me. It started when one morning I was heading to the bathroom for my morning routine and just as I was approaching the bathroom door out came Steve totally naked. He just walked by me, said good morning and went into his and Tina’s bedroom like there was nothing wrong. I finished my shower, got dressed and went to the kitchen to fix my breakfast and there was Steve, leaning on the kitchen counter drinking his wearing just a t-shirt and nothing else. I quickly turned around and went to Tina and asked her to ask Steve to please put some pants on. She did, but he just put on a pair of bikini underwear.
I didn’t say anything about it, at least he was covering up his nudity. So that went on for a while. Mostly Steve would be wearing his skimpy underwear and a t-shirt in the mornings, but sometime it would just be the skimpy underwear. The thing is- no other way to put it- Steve is very, very well endowed so those underwear don’t hide much at all.
Time went on and Steve started to get more comfortable. It just wasn’t mornings any more. He would come back from his nightly visits to the gym, shower and then just throw on the skimpy underwear and maybe a t-shirts and just hang around the apartment like that until bedtime. I mentioned it to Tina many times and she said I was just being a prude and that he was covering up and not being indecent or anything.
Steve’s birthday rolled around and I got an idea. I bought him a nice, satin bathrobe. He thanked me, told me how nice it was then it their closet it went. He never wore it. This went on for a while and I finally asked Steve why he never wears the bathrobe. He just smiled, said “Oh! I guess I could wear it” and walked away. The next morning- the same skimpy underwear and t-shirt but that evening after him and Tina got back from the gym he wore the bathrobe. I thanked him, telling him how nice it looked on him. Then he sat down on the couch, spread his legs- and wasn’t wearing any underwear under the bathrobe.
But what happened last week- oh my God. I got up from bed to go to the bathroom. It was about 6 AM. Just as I opened my bedroom door Steve came out of his bedroom. He was totally naked and had an erection. I literally screamed. He quickly covered it up with his hands, said “Whoops, I’m sorry!” and ran ahead of me into the bathroom. Tina came tearing out of the bedroom and I just ripped into her.
Now Tina is angry with me and barely is speaking to me. I am at a loss on what to do.