Meeting the New Guy

Taking a quiet breath, I steeled myself. Getting up from the chair, I headed over to him with as much confidence as I could muster. As I approached, I gave him a quick examination. Short brown hair that was probably styled normally was a rustled mess at the moment, that masculine jawline that Kaylee liked so much, a light dusting of stubble that gave him that rugged look, and intense gaze put Derrek exactly in Kaylee’s strike zone. He only had his pants on, shirt and shoes in hand as if in a hurry. His lightly tanned chest was smooth, his defined muscles clearly visible. He was far more buff than most of the other guys I knew Kaylee had been with. His six-pack was clearly visible and every movement seemed to flex some sort of muscle. I bet he could do that thing with his pecs where he could move them up and down individually.

“You must be Scott,” he said, shifting his clothes to one arm and extending the other. His voice was unexpectedly deep.

“Derrek?” I asked, taking his hand. He had a hell of a grip, but I gave my all to make mine equally strong.

“That’s me. Sorry we took so long. I… got the impression Kaylee didn’t want us to meet.”

I felt my jaw clench and forced myself to relax. “It’s fine. I knew you would be here.”

He let out a relieved breath and I physically saw the tension leave his shoulders. “I get it when girls tell me there’s a time limit. Everyone has busy lives. When they freak out and kick me out of the house? That’s when I get worried. I don’t mind sleeping with girls who are in relationships, but I despise being the secret fling.”

I was surprised to hear that. “Happen often?”

“More than I’d like. Glad you’re cool with it. All just a little fun, am I right?” he said with a laugh, giving my arm a slap. “Lot of guys don’t realize I’m not here to steal their girl. Got way too much pussy out there for one to lock me down. Though an hour with Kaylee and I understand the appeal.” He paled a bit. “Shit. I didn’t mean it like that! Kaylee is a great girl and—”

I forced a chuckle. “No worries.”

“Shit. Sorry. I’ve always been really bad with this.” He looked from me to the door. I knew he wanted nothing more than to dart out the door. Hell, he’d probably have to beat me to it. Yet neither of us moved as the soft sound of the shower filled the silence. He took a deep breath. “I know you probably don’t know or care to answer, but do you know if this is going to be a one-time thing or…?”

“Huh?”

He grinned sheepishly. “Me and Kaylee. I mean, super glad she asked me to hook up. Actually asked her a few times over the years and got turned down so I was super pumped when she asked me. I’ve heard some amazing stories, and none of them do her justice. At. All. God, her pussy is so tight. And that body...” He took a deep breath, looking up towards the second-floor area that overlooked the entranceway where we stood. “Extremely rare that I can find a girl who can really keep up with me and it would be a pity for it to end with only one meeting. You uh… you think you could put in a good word? I know it’s a big ask, but… Damn. Today was… amazing.”

Holding my best polite fake smile I could muster, I shrugged. “Really up to her.”

“Cool. Cool. I get it.” He took a moment to put on his shirt, which I was thankful for. Seeing all those muscles of his moving around was distracting. Not that the shirt helped much considering how tight it was. “I think I made a good impression so…” He held up a hand, crossing his fingers. He looked back up at the second floor with a longing look. “Damn, I can’t believe how jealous I am right now.”

Considering all he’d told me so far, hearing that from him was the last thing I expected. “Jealous?”

“Yeah,” he said with a nod as he looked at me. I could see it right in his eyes. He was jealous. It was not a look I was used to seeing, especially directed at me. “I mean, dude, you are dating Kaylee Webb. Here I am begging for a second chance with her and you get to have that all the time. You know how many guys would kill to be in your position? I know a lot of guys who thought they were the ‘special’ guy in her life and were gutted when they found themselves on the outs with her. Lots of angry guys when they found out she was dating someone, and now I understand why. Even though I have zero interest in a girlfriend, Kaylee is one of those girls that is incredibly tempting to be the exception.” He sighed. “Anyways. I’m going to get the hell out of here before she gets done with her shower. Her exact words after literally kicking me out of bed were, ‘You need to be gone in two minutes.’ Pretty sure it’s been longer than two minutes, and I really don’t want her pissed at me.”

With that, he left, shoes still under his arm. I let out an exhausted breath. What an awkward fucking conversation. Weird as it was, it made me remember something. What felt like a lifetime ago, Sean and I had a similar conversation when he was driving me home after—

Sleeping with Kaylee. Sean had sex with Kaylee while I watched. Avoiding those memories wasn’t going to make them go away or the feelings I had while watching them do it.

While he had been mistaken about Kaylee and I dating at the time, he still said something similar to Derrek. That I was lucky. Even though he had just finished having sex with her, he knew it wasn’t anything important and their time together was fleeting. Strange how this stuff was always there but it took a willingness to see it to fully appreciate it.

Looking up at the second floor, I took a deep breath and started my climb.