Doze Off

I must have dozed off, because I snapped awake at the sound of my name. Looking up, I found Kayla with her back to me and Kaylee by the door.

“Can you help me with this?” Kayla asked over her shoulder. I blinked a few times, focusing on what she was grabbing at. It was the zipper to her dress. Standing, it took a second for the world to steady. I walked over and grabbed at it. “Careful. This was expensive.”

“And they put the cheapest zipper possible,” I said as I worked at it. I want to say it was the ****’s reason it took so long and not my own inability to battle it out with a stupid zipper. I finally got it to go, slowly sliding it down her back. The dress began to separate as it did, revealing more and more of her smooth white skin. It was here that my mind caught up with things. Seeing the situation, I found myself wondering why I was doing this. Kaylee had been standing right next to her. She should have done it instead of my bumbling self. Then again, I had no idea why she wanted it unzipped in the first place.

Still trying to chew those thoughts over, Kayla turned to face me. She was a step too close as her head tilted back to look at me. Up close, I found the blue of her eyes a touch darker than Kaylee’s. The confidence they radiated was identical between the two. Her hand was pressed against her chest, her expression neutral. For that brief moment, my heart thudded against my chest. I had no idea what she was doing or why she was looking at me so intensely. Removing the hand from her chest, her dress promptly fell to a puddle at her feet. Her nude body revealed to me, her expression remained identical. There wasn’t an ounce of shame.

I on the other hand, was a mess. Stumbling away, I could feel my face burning as I turned away and immediately headed to the door. “S-sorry,” I managed. I didn’t get far, as Kaylee was blocking my way to the door. Fear froze my chest as I slowly meet her gaze. Instead of anger, I found amusement.

“I-I didn’t know” I managed to get out, confusion fogging my mind. “I’ll leave so she can get changed—”

I heard a light giggle behind me. “You were right. He really can’t read the mood.” I glanced back, immediately regretting it. She was as naked now as she had been before, which I discovered she wasn’t completely nude. She had a lacy pair of black panties on.

“Mood?” Fingers brushed the skin of my arm and I jumped. Kaylee was still wearing an amused look.

“We didn’t come up here so Kayla could change.” There was a sultry tilt to her voice that caused a flurry of butterflies in my gut. It was a boost of nitro to my already speeding heart. My body went ridged as I felt hands run along my sides, slowly making their way around to my stomach. The problem was Kaylee’s hands were still on my arms.

Terror lit up my world as I went stone sober. Unable to move or speak, I sent Kaylee silent pleas. Her response was to place her hands against my cheeks before kissing me softly. “It’s okay.”

How could she say that? Things were escalating quickly as I felt those foreign hands slide along the outside of my clothes. A jolt ran through me as fingers brushed against my cock. Another guy would probably be turned on right now. For me, I was debating to bowl Kaylee over or sidestep around her. Feeling on the verge of a panic attack, it didn’t help that Kaylee was slowly undoing the buttons of my vest. It was Kayla’s hand undoing my zipper that stirred me into motion.

“I can’t—”

“Scott.” Kaylee’s voice cut me off as her firm gaze held me in place. Looking around me, she gave her cousin an apologetic look. “Can we have a moment?”

“Sure.” She didn’t sound angry or off-put. Relief flooded me as the hand withdrew from the front of my pants and I felt the pressure and warmth against my back disappear.

I risked a glance over my shoulder to see Kayla disappear through a door at the far side of the room. If I had to guess, it was a walk-in closet.

For the first time, I took a full breath. The threat gone, I turned back to Kaylee. “What is happening here?”

“I thought that was fairly obvious.”

I rolled my eyes. “Okay. Why is this happening?”

“We can talk about this after, but I need you to trust me.”

“I do trust you, but this is… confusing. I thought you said I wasn’t ready for two—”

Kaylee’s snort interrupted me as she held a hand to her mouth. “Oh! Oh you thought—” She giggled. “I’m not joining in.”

“W-what?”

“This is all you and Kayla.” I could only stare, mouth open. “Relax, Scott. You’re skills are more than enough—”

“That’s not the problem here!” I hissed, trying keep my volume low. “I don’t want—”

“To fuck her?” Kaylee finished with a stern look. “Bullshit. I saw the way you looked at her earlier.”

“That—”

“Scott, this needs to happen.” I knew immediately that she was going to be stubborn about this. That wasn’t the problem though. For the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why she wanted this. Her expression softened as her hands ran along my arms. “I swear to you, I’ll explain everything later. That conversation requires more time than we have here.” She grinned. “I don’t want to keep the poor girl in the closet any longer than we have to.”

I stared at her, trying to figure her out. This was out of nowhere. She had to know that I didn’t want this. Well, mostly. Kayla was certainly an attractive woman, but that didn’t matter. I had Kaylee, who in my eyes, was superior to any woman out there. Yet she seemed determined for this to happen. The only reason I could come up with was her using this to justify sleeping with other guys. ‘I let you sleep with her so…’

But I didn’t believe she would do that. It didn’t fit with the Kaylee I knew. When she was ready to do that, she would ask me. Manipulation wasn’t Kaylee’s thing. She was blunt with her needs and desires, and this wasn’t her style at all. That meant there was another reason for this. Why she couldn’t just tell me…

Her voice was low. A whisper I could barely hear. “If it’s because of the condom thing…”

Shit. I’d been so caught up on what she was asking, I didn’t even consider—

“It’s handled.” She smiled. “I promise you’ll enjoy this.”

I was conflicted. This felt wrong. A part of me wanted me to just accept this. My girlfriend was telling me to sleep with another girl. I knew that it was common for women to share a guy, but Kaylee had always struck me as the more possessive type. Whether it was looks, money, or social status, Kaylee was in a position where she didn't need to share if she didn't want to. There would be countless guys out there more than willing to give up other women if it meant being with her.

Another part of me was terrified. I could barely satisfy Kaylee. The thought of making a fool of myself to someone I barely knew…

I nodded, and Kaylee gave me a radiant smile before gently kissing me.

“Thank you.”

Of all the things to say, she was thanking me for this?

So much to process and zero time to do it.

“We’re done!” she called out. I heard a door open and my heart tried to claw its way out of my chest.

“Sorry,” Kaylee said, looking around me as her cousin entered back into the room.

“Don’t worry about it.”

She looked up at me and gave me an encouraging nod. Taking a breath, I slowly turned around. Kayla stood by the foot of the bed, a grin on her face as she let my eyes roam over her. My breath caught as I felt Kaylee wrap her arms around me in a hug.

“Isn’t she hot?” she whispered.

The thundering in my ears almost made me deaf. The quick squeeze suggested she wanted me to answer.

“Y-yeah,” I breathed. It was the truth. Seeing Kayla like this made me realize there were differences between the two. Kayla seemed softer. There was some tone to her body, but nowhere near the athletic firmness Kaylee possessed. Her curves were smoother and less pronounced. And her breasts! Full, luscious things. Even from here, I could see there was a weight to them. Her dress hadn’t been exaggerating them in the slightest. They might have been a tad too big for her small stature, but they were phenomenal all the same.

Sometime during my ogling, Kaylee had undone my vest and tie, removing them. A push sent me stumbling forward. When I caught myself, I was uncomfortably close to Kayla. A confident smile formed as her eyes moved up and down as she closed the distance between us. Her hand trailed up my chest before unhooking the button. Her fingers made short work of the rest of them. It felt like there was a knot in my throat as her fingers trailed against my exposed chest. She worked quickly as my arms moved to assist her in getting my shirt on the ground. Taking a step back, she flicked her eyes over me. “Passable.”

“Be nice,” Kaylee said. I jumped as I found her standing beside me. Such a bizarre situation and I wasn’t sure whether to be aroused or uncomfortable. Kayla was an impossible presence to ignore, but Kaylee’s blase attitude about this set me on edge. I’d been in her position before and I knew the power of the raw emotions that chewed at me. If she was experiencing that, she sure as hell didn’t display it. She seemed more curious than anything, with a hint of arousal.

Eyes locked to mine, Kayla closed the distance between us. Running her hands around my head, she pulled me down into a kiss. It was fairly chaste, but the combination of her welcoming lips and the spicy smell of her perfume dug at my senses, tearing down walls and rationality. My feelings towards Kaylee dueled with the immediate needs pressing against me. The conflict within me grew and grew, overwhelming me until it felt like I was holding on by a single thread.