Between Heather and Zack

Zack was having a serious dilemma right now, for reasons that perhaps was only obvious to himself in this current situation. At one he'd actually love to just pick up Heather on her offer, as it would not just be a temporal way of relieving him of some of his own frustration, but also just may be able and solve some of his long-term problems.

But then he really wasn't ready to give up on Victoria just yet - or on Chloe for that matter -, and he could only guess at how either one of them would react to him suddenly getting in the sack with a third girl in their small circle of friends. Vicky perhaps not so much - because she barely seemed to notice him as it was -, but Chloe most definitively!

"What's the matter, Zack...?" Heather suddenly spoke to him softly - as he was obviously taking too much time to decide -, and he found her still watching him with that lazy curious look in her eyes. She was also still slowly playing with herself, as if to keep herself warmed-up but without actually getting herself off. "I didn't know you had a girlfriend right now...?"

"Well, no..." He admitted with a nervous smile, and could see where she was getting with this as she again tried to invite him by raising her buttocks just a little bit further in the air. The gesture caused him to stare at them once again - and to the wetness he could see below them -, and he found himself wetting his lips in growing indecision. "Are you... really sure about this...?"

"Does it look any other way to you?" She laughed at him warmly, and then smiled approvingly as he finally reached out to take one of those firm globes in his palm. A soft moan escaped her lips as he kneaded her gently, and he could feel her pushing back into his touch - encouraging him to do it a little harder.

"But, seriously Zack...?" The lusty brunette whispered hoarsely as he continued to fondle her, and he could see the curiosity growing in her deep blue eyes. She didn't follow up the question though, as she could see he fully understood it already, and simply lay back to enjoy his touch while waiting for his answer.

"It's... complicated." He managed a weak smile at her, while finding it surprisingly comforting to actually be holding onto her while talking. It added to his confidence somehow, and meanwhile the chatting was helping him to relax just enough to try and ignore what his hand was doing.

"Isn't it always?" She grinned at him, and encouraged him again with a soft moan as he changed from one of her rounded buttocks to the other. It was still obvious that she'd like a little more, but was kind enough not to try and stress him at least, and her fingers were back again to doing most of the work for him. "Mmmm... would you like to share with me...?"

"Well..." Zack hesitated again, but mostly because he didn't really know how to start, as it seemed like talking to someone else about his problems seemed like a better idea for every moment he thought about it. "It's... mostly about Chloe and Vicky, actually..."

"Oh, really...?" Heather just gave him that lazy smile again, as if he'd been saying the most obvious thing in the world. She wouldn't know the whole of it of course, but obviously she was able to quickly imagine it in her head. "I thought you and Chloe were old timers...?"

"Well, we never... you know...?" He lamely tried to explain his relation to Chloe, and was thankful to see the other girl nodding her understanding before he had to get any further. He pictured it would be harder to tell about his unanswered love to Vicky however, and how Chloe had suddenly got closer to him just over night. "And she's been, you know... trying to push me on when I fell for Vicky..."

"You and Vicky?" She laughed at him - in a way that got dangerously close to taunting -, before seeming to give it some serious second thoughts. "No Zack, you're much too nice for her...! I've never seen her dating a single reasonably friendly guy in her whole life..."

"I... know about that." He stiffly admitted to her, and could feel himself tensing up again at the thought of someone like Kurt having a better chance at the love of his life than himself. It just seemed so unfair...

"Well, there just may be a little hope for you after all..." Heather suddenly smiled to him after a moment of silence, and caused him to realize that his hand was now groping her a lot harder than he'd intended to. Instead of telling him off she just kept encouraging him though, and she moaned out loudly when he added his second hand to put a little more effort in his kneading. "Uhnnn, yeah...! Just like that, Zack...!"