Stay ( Alternate [Unwanted-Empathy] )

A rush of conflicting emotions ran through me as Sean asked his simple question. While a part me of wanted to get out of this room as soon as possible. Another part didn't want to go with the man that had just fucked the woman I had been in love with as far back as I could remember. Lastly there was a part that just wanted to stay there and continue to gaze at Kaylee's gorgeous body.

"I'll stay, but thanks for the offer," I replied.

"Okay man, take care," Sean answered. He closed the door softly as he left.

I don't know how long I sat there, so many thoughts rushing through my brain. "Mmmhhhhmm," Kaylee lightly moaned. She turned over, now laying flat on her back. Her arms and legs splayed out over the bed with closed eyes and a tiny smile. I felt my cock stirring again as my eyes roamed over everything Kaylee had on display.

Her blonde hair was disheveled and her toned body had a light sheen of sweat to it. I watched as her supple breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. Her tiny pink nipples still hard in the lingering afterglow. My eyes roved down to her trim stomach then to the strip of blonde pubic hair above her pussy. Her pussy and inner thighs were stained with fresh cum. Finally, my gaze made its way down her muscular legs and to her dainty feet with cute toes. Kaylee slowly opened her eyes and turned her head towards me.

"Uh, hey." It was the greeting of someone desperately grasping for something to say and falling short.

"Hey." Apparently I was no better in that department.

The silence dragged on as we struggled for words. Each second only injecting more awkwardness into the mood. In my defense, my brain was frazzled from seeing Kaylee naked and all the noises of having sex. Then there was the whole calling my name thing while getting pounded by another guy. Yet those might have been a distant reasons for my befuddled mind. Her naked body was a siren's call. She made no move to cover herself up or get dressed, and my eyes took full advantage of the situation. I don't know if she stayed like that because she didn't care about me ogling her, or if it was because I was so overtly eyeing her.

"Listen, Scott--" Another valiant attempt at cutting through the awkwardness and starting a conversation, only to die mid-sentence.

"Are you going to get dressed?" I asked. My voice was barely a whisper, almost as if I didn't want her to hear my question.

Stunning blue eyes held mine as she answered with a question of her own. "Do you want me to?"

I paused for a moment as I consulted my feelings. Before I got tangled in the quagmire, I chucked them out and took the plunge. Today, I went with my gut reaction.

"Honestly? No."

Kaylee gave me a sly smile at my answer, but it soon disappeared. A more serious look replaced it as she studied me.

"Scott did you--" This wasn't like before. She hadn't stopped because she didn't know what to say. There was a momentary falter in her confidence--almost like she was embarrassed to ask. No. Embarrassed wasn't the right emotion for that. Anxious. Not for herself, but fear that she was pushing into territory that didn't belong to her.

"Did I what?" My heart was racing from the anticipation of her question. My body felt like a raw nerve, waiting for the question that I knew she was going to ask. Embarrassed that I already knew the answer and fearful of how that answer would change things. I wished for a, 'never mind' and a return to the awkwardness.

"Did you like watching?"

"What?!" The shock in my voice was me stalling for time as I grappled with the situation and her reaction to the question.

"Did you like watching?" Kaylee asked again. There seemed to be more intensity there than the first time she asked the question, as if she had seen through my attempt to stall.

I looked away as I scrambled to put my confused thoughts into order. I didn't want to admit it, but I did enjoy watching. More specifically, I enjoyed watching Kaylee. It apparently wasn't only watching either. Seeing her after was just as alluring. As if telling my brain, 'no shit, dumbass,' in looking away from her questioning gaze, my eyes naturally rested on her pussy where fresh cum still lingered. My body reacted without any input from my head. It was hard to argue against everything my body was telling me, even if the mind was slow in understanding.

Taking a breath, I **** myself to look back towards Kaylee, my friend and the woman I was madly in love with. I summoned all my courage and looked her straight in the eye.

"Yeah. I--I did like it."

Damn it. Could have used less of the quiver in my voice. Still, I answered her. Now I awaited judgment. For my good friend to look at me with disgust or worse, pity. It got so much, I glanced away unable to bear the initial hit of her reaction.

"Would you like another show?"

I quickly looked back. That was not the answer I expected, nor was her reaction. The judgment I feared was absent. Nonexistent. Instead, there was a glimmer of excitement and a mix of unease. Unease at how we were both wading into uncharted waters. Yet she didn't let that unease paralyze her into inaction as the excitement of the moment propelled her forward.

She brought her left hand up to her breast and begun to run her fingertips over her hard nipple. My breath caught in my throat at the sexy gesture, but Kaylee wasn't done. Her other hand gradually trailed down her body, fingers brushing her skin. When she saw my attention drawn to the seductive movement, she brought it to its destination. My chest tightened as I took a sharp breath, watching as her finger collected some of the errant cum that lingered on her body. An erotic moan left her lips as she deliberately pushed her cum covered finger deep into her pussy.

Her words were breathless, eyes searching mine for an answer only I could give. "Scott," she panted.

"Do you want me to--" A moan broke apart her sentence as she continued to finger herself.

"--keep going--" Her body reacted with a sharp gasp as she fed from my reaction. Her unease was gone. All that remained now was a building pleasure and insatiable hunger for more excitement.

"--or to stop?"

All at once, her movements ceased and her eyes bored intently into mine as she waited for my answer.