Shit, I asked a question!

"We... oh Brent we could have had so much time." Kaila gasped beneath me, pulling me tight against her. "And I want to tell you. I want to tell you so badly. I..."

She Kissed me. Her hand came around the back of my neck to pull me even more fully against her. It was a **** kiss, like she was terrified of letting go.

"Tell me, please." I whispered against her panting mouth.

"It'll make it so hard... For you I mean... Oh Brent..." Kaila's eyes were wet, and I could feel the love in them for me. "I... I'm pregnant."

"Well, that's... that's wonderful!" I gasped, kissing her lips as tenderly as I could. "I'm not sure how... SHIT... that's a question..."

"Yeah honey... and... I'm so sorry, but that counts." Kaila brought one of her hands to her face in frustration. "We... we can do this. Just be here with me. Make love to me... I just... KNOW... I'm pregnant. And I also know... no doubt whatsoever in my mind, that's it's yours." Her expression was still filled with sadness, and I desperately wanted to know what was wrong. This was what we had wanted, wasn't it?

"But... You can't... Damn It... I can't say it." She closed her eyes tightly, and her arms tightened around me once again, desperately holding on to me like she expected me to ripped away by the slightest breeze.

My thoughts turned to Helen for a moment, and the bruise on my face. I remembered the question that she had wanted me to ask. How many questions had I asked Kaila? One? No... Two... so the next thing I should say...

"Kaila, what do you want to tell me?" I asked, trying to not make it sound as formal as it felt. The words felt like an intonation, a tumbler fitting into a lock, much as how Kaila and I were still intertwined. Holy crap, was I still hard?

"Oh... Brent... I want to tell you so much, but it... It will hurt you." Kaila sobbed, and I could feel her body shake against mine with deep racking breaths. "I... Want you to pick me, so badly, but you can't. It's so unfair... To me... To Helen... To Charlotte. We've tried so many times to end this stupid game, and it always ends up the same. Everybody thinks they can win, and it just ends up... wrong. "

Kaila panted against me, and I suddenly began to feel her move against me. Slowly, but ever so pleasurably, I felt her hips pull away from me, slipping me about half free of her pussy, soaked with her lubrication and my seed. She thrust her hips back at me, and I was delighted to feel myself within her again. I loved her so much, how could I not... Wait, was she saying I had to choose between her and Helen and Charlotte? I wanted to ask, but it seemed that she had much more to tell me. Kaila observed the look in my eyes, and practically slapped her hand over my mouth.

"NO!" She practically shouted. "Just stay here. Let me talk. Let me love you one last time." She ground herself against me, Her body desperately seeking stimulation. She punctuated the thrusts back at me with each word. "But... You... can't... choose... me..."

A Question burned in my mind. Shit... Empty my head... Don't think of anything. Don't ask... just enjoy your wife. Just enjoy the moment, beautiful naked woman, panting up at me. Mating with me, loving me... And she's...

"I know you want... We've wanted her so long. And she's here. She's... she could be everything we ever wanted. " Kaila gasped, her hand slipping down my back to pull my ass against her, pulling me deeper. "And I have to... I have to let you go. I don't want to but if I want to keep our baby this time, I have to. You had to **** me... It was the only way..."

"The only way for what?" I groaned, unable to stop myself from asking. I had to know. I didn't want to lose my wife. There had to be something I could do. It felt like she was saying goodbye, and my heart felt crushed in some kind of ancient instrument of pure unadulterated ****, despite our connection.

"Oh Brent... I... You can't. It just... I knew this would make it harder. I just... I had to let you know. " Kaila sniffed, tears flowing freely now. "It's the only way I can pretend that you meant nothing to me."

"Do you love me?" I asked, the horrible thought dawning in me that when she said she didn't love her husband...