Her Room

Kaylee held my gaze for several seconds. I wasn’t going to bail her out. Not this time. I’d already done too much pushing her to call Sean over.

“Would it bother you if we used my room?” A twinge of red colored her cheeks as disbelief flooded over me. Stunned, I sat still. There were a few ways I saw this going. This wasn’t one of them.

Fortunately, I still had a card to play. “Uh, sure,” I said, turning around. I couldn’t have her see the pain on my face. “Let me just gather everything up here. I’ll work on it downstairs.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll give you two space,” I said as I scooped up both packets along with the calculator and pencils. Reaching for my bag, I was stopped by a gentle touch on my arm. Looking at the offending hand in surprise, I followed it up to meet Kaylee’s face.

“Stay,” she said softly. “Please.”

It was the ‘please’ that shattered my resolve. This wasn’t the Kaylee I knew. The gentle touch of my arm, the pleading look in her eye, a new side of her I’d never seen. For the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why this was so important to her. Why did I have to be there? What about my feelings?

The packets I held suddenly felt like bags of concrete as I slowly placed the back on the desk. There was a sparkle of excitement in her eyes as she flashed me a grin. Before I could say or do anything more, she pressed herself against me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. The whispered, “thank you,” was almost lost as I struggled to believe I’d actually heard it.

There was a tightness in my chest as she backed away. Her hand lingered as long as possible, giving me the slightest of squeezes before she was **** to pull it away. My gaze lingered on her, held by the brilliant blue of hers. I wanted to look away. To grab my things and leave, yet her eyes commanded me to stay. To watch.

Kaylee looked away only to focus on Sean. Wrapping her arms around her neck, she wasted no time pulling him into a passionate kiss. The bewitching trance she had held over me shattered as her tongue slid into the other man’s mouth. They were in an instant flurry of movement. Still kissing, they clawed at the other’s clothing, moving quickly to remove as much as they could.

I turned away as nausea gripped me. Even if I couldn’t see it, the sounds assaulted my ears. My imagination took over, providing the images my eyes wouldn’t. Sitting down, my quivering hand picked up the pencil and I **** myself to open the packets back up.

It was a testament of will that I managed to get through a page during their foreplay. Each button press on the calculator doing nothing to cover the sound of wet slurps and Kaylee’s **** gasps for air. Sean’s deep groans of pleasure grated on me as I was **** to close my eyes multiple times to keep nausea at bay.

Beside me, Kaylee’s bed moved as she climbed into it. “Come here,” she said in a voice that made my heart quiver. “I need that big cock inside me.”

A heavier weight atop the bed caused it to squeak in protest. There were a few giggles as I heard cloth rustling. My knuckles were white as I ****-gripped the mechanical pencil as my breaths came in short, rushed gasps. The woman I cared for more than anyone in the world was right next to me with a man who wasn’t me. I shouldn’t have been there. To hell with her pleading. This went beyond the realm of friendship into something strange and unknown. I knew she had sex with other guys. She talked about it all the time. But this? This wasn’t normal.