Take Charge ( Alternate [Unwanted-Empathy] )

I stood outside a large, fancy hotel. Of course a rich girl like Kaylee would choose such a place. A night here was at least three hundred minimum and she wasn't planning to stay overnight. I had been standing outside for a good ten minutes trying to calm my nerves, but also trying to calm something else as well. As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn't ignore the tightening of my pants. Some part of me found this situation stimulating.

I finally found my courage and entered the hotel and rode the elevator up. I went to the room number that Kaylee had texted me. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door. The door opened and Kaylee stood in the doorway.

"Scott! Come on in," Kaylee said, a big smile on her face.

I would have, but I was too busy staring. She had her hair tied into a messy ponytail. She was wearing a little eye shadow, which on her pale skin highlighted her beautiful blue eyes even more. Some blush on her cheeks and red lipstick on her succulent lips completed the look. Her shoulders were bare as she had on a body-hugging off-the-shoulder dress. It did wonders to her toned body and legs and was the same teal color as her highlights. To complete the look, she wore open-toe ankle strap heels. Her fingernails and toenails were painted the same shade of red as her lipstick.

"Damn, Kaylee. You look breath-taking," I said in a breathless voice. She truly was a vision. At that moment, I knew no other woman would ever compare to her.

"Thank you, Scott," she said coyly. She did a little twirl that paralyzed my lungs for a second. I wanted to grab her right there and kiss her and never stop.

"Come in already!" she said with a giggle, grabbing my hand yanking me inside. The door closed with a heavy clang and beep as the door automatically locked.

Sitting on the large couch in the living room area was a young black man. The guy looked to be the same age as me and Kaylee. I grudgingly acknowledged this guy was handsome. He had on a long-sleeved shirt and slacks with perfectly white tennis shoes. I could see his muscular build under the snug shirt. Of course Kaylee had invited another stud. As if Sean wasn't bad enough. As I looked him over, he noticed but simply gave me a warm smile in return.

"Scott, this is Terry. Terry, this is Scott."

"Yo." He ran his hand through his short, jet-black hair before giving me a wave that was more a two-fingered salute.

Apparently, that was all we needed to know about each other. Then again, these kind of hookups were pretty common. No one needed anyone's life story. Though I couldn't help but be curious how Kaylee knew him.

"So this is going to be a threesome then? I'm game!" Terry said as he leaned forward, rubbing his hands excitedly as he cast his gaze at Kaylee.

Images of Kaylee with Sean flashed through my mind. Instead of the feeling of disgust I thought I would feel, I felt a twinge of arousal. It was absent here too as Kaylee spoke up.

"No--" She paused. She looked at me with those mesmerizing eyes of hers, biting her lower lip as she contemplated what she wanted to say next. She took a breath that filled her with confidence before she turned back to Terry. "No. Scott is just going to watch and direct us," Kaylee answered.

My world completely stopped and my vision tunneled. I had been roped in to watch, but what the hell was this direct us stuff? Kaylee turned back to me her eyes staring into mine.

"Scott will watch us and tells us what to do." Her eyes never left mine.

"Cool!" Terry said with a clap. My eyes still locked with Kaylee's.

I loved Kaylee. My love for her was exactly why I was in this situation. But to be not just a voyeur but also the director of her fucking another guy? Once again the memory of her fucking Sean came to mind, and my pants started to get uncomfortably tight. Hadn't I gone home and jerked off to that memory? Kaylee wanted this and to be truthful, a part of me wanted it too. Could I let go of my reservations for one night and just give in? While this wasn't the intimate scene I always pictured sharing with Kaylee, it still was intimate.

With Sean, I had merely been a bystander. Now, Kaylee wanted me to take an active role. I wanted her happy and this would make her happy. Maybe that would bring me a touch of happiness as well.

I kicked doubt out of the driver's seat and let lust take the wheel.

"Yeah. That's the plan."

Kaylee's eyes lit up and that dazzling smile spread across her face.

I took a deep breath to calm myself. With as much confidence as I could muster, I strolled across the room to plop down on the couch next to Terry. He shifted to give me more room.

Ready.

Set.

Action.

"Let's kick things off with a show. Kaylee, why don't give us a little striptease?"

"Good idea man!" Terry chuckled and slapped me on the back.

Kaylee's eyes widened for a moment. For that brief second, she looked like she didn't recognize me. It was gone in an instant, replaced by a sultry look. "Okay, Scott," she replied with a husky voice.

Moving to the middle of the room, she began to softly sway. "Woah, woah, woah. This won't do," I said with a frown. Kaylee shifted anxiously as I dug my hand into my pocket and pulled out my phone. "What's a striptease without a little music? Lame is what it is," I said with a laugh to cover my nervousness. Opening my streaming app, I quickly found one of the popular songs from that boy band Paige liked. A few of their songs were popular in clubs, so I figured that was a good place to start. Once I had it going, I grinned as I gestured for Kaylee to continue.

She didn't miss a beat. The soft swaying turned erotic as she ran her hands over her body. At that moment, I forgot all about Terry. My attention was solely on Kaylee as she danced. Her moves were hypnotizing. The way her hips swayed. The teasing way her hands skimmed over her body. The seductive shaking of her ass. The erotic yet grateful movements she made even in heels. I don't know if Kaylee had ever taken dance classes, but at that moment I wouldn't doubt if she did.

As Kaylee continued dancing to the music, her hands slid up her body, over her breasts, neck, face before reaching her hair. She untied her messy ponytail letting her fall free with a gentle shake. She seductively pulled her arms out of the straps of her dress. As her hands roamed back down her body, she pulled at her dress. Inch by teasing inch, she revealed more of her small, firm breasts. Next were her tiny pink nipples, erect from the excitement radiating from her rapt audience. Soon her toned stomach was revealed. It felt like my cock was going to explode as I gazed at Kaylee. She continued her sexy dancing, her breasts swaying as she gyrated. Her eyes met mine and a little smirk came to her face.

She bent forward and started shaking her breasts side to side as she pulled her dress down and over her ass. Kaylee stood and let her dress fall to the ground. She strut forward, kicking it away. My breath hitched as I admired her toned body clad only in her black lace panties. Kaylee's hips swayed as she moved forward. She was going to continue her dance right in front of me. Right between my legs apparently. Her captivating eyes commanded me not to look away. Not that I would have anyway. Drinking in the sight of this gorgeous and sexy woman stripping and dancing for my pleasure. It was for me too. Terry might have been the main event for the night, but for now, he was regulated to an accessory.

Kaylee turned her back to me and grabbed the waistband of panties. Hooking them with her thumbs, she began a slow wiggle out of them. I had a perfect view of her heart-shaped ass and pussy. I wanted nothing more than to jump up and bury my cock in her pussy, but I reigned myself in. Still bent over, Kaylee let her panties drop down her pale, toned legs. She stood back up and turned around, and just like her dress, stepped out of her panties and kicked them away.

She stood before me like a Goddess. One neatly trimmed eyebrow arched and a smirk on her heavenly face showed she knew exactly what she was doing. Perfectly shaped pert breasts with her cute pink nipples, she stood with her hands on her hips completely nude except for the heels on her feet. The sight of a woman naked except for heels was quite alluring. The song had ended some time ago, yet we continued to stare at one another.

"Well boys, how was that?" she asked. She might have included Terry in that question, but the intensity of her gaze told me it was directed at me.

"That was fucking hot, Kay!" Terry excitedly replied.

It took me a moment to find my voice. She was incredibly distracting. "You were magnificent," I breathed as I held against her confident gaze. The way she smiled only proved she had already known the answer before she asked.

There was an eagerness that radiated from her. A hunger in her eyes. She wanted more and was looking to me to satisfy that need. "So... What's next?"

At that moment I wanted to tell Terry to leave and make love to Kaylee right then and there. So badly did I want to go off script even just a little. To give Kaylee what she wanted, but get what I wanted as well. For so long I didn't have the courage to tell Kaylee what I really thought and felt. Didn't I tell myself for one night to let go of my inhibitions? Could I maybe slightly change things? After all a director can be a actor as well, even if its just a minor role.