I woke up the next morning, around 11am.
The image of Maya squirming on Ben's lap, his large bulge visible in his black shorts pressing into Maya's back as he twisted and tweaked her erect nipples were burned into the back of my eyes.
I reached my arm out behind me, searching for her body, half hoping that it had all been a vivid dream.
My heart sank and I feel a sick emptiness as I felt nothing but cold bedsheets. I guess it wasn't a dream after all.
I lay in bed, unable and unwilling to move. I guess I should get up, but what was I going to see downstairs. I didn't feel like confronting Maya right now, and I definitely didn't want to see Ben or Kate.
I lay there motionless for a few minutes. I tried to clear my mind and think about nothing, but the more I tried, the more I involuntarily picture the shocking scene from last night in vivid detail.
Maya had squirmed as Ben had run his fingers over her sensitive nipples, and I remembered his large shaft throbbing and straightening up as she pulsed with excitement against it.
Resigned to the fact that I wouldn't be able to escape it, I got up and slowly started downstairs.
Most of the people who had stayed over had by this point awoke and left for home. At the kitchen island, Ben, Maya, and Kate were eating breakfast. It was Maya's special omelette - my favourite.
Kate was slumped over her dish and was visibly struggling to deal with her hangover.
Ben and Maya were physically distanced, and were sitting on stools, but had pivoted their seats to be facing each other as they ate.
As I approached, there was awkward silence. Ben looked at me, half expecting me to say something. Maya looked down at her plate, unable to lift her face, and mumbled a 'Good morning'. Kate was too gone to react.
I searched Maya for a sign of what had happened after I had gone to sleep, but she avoided my gaze. Her hair was messy, and she had put on one of my sweaters, which was a little large on her and hang down to her upper thighs. She must have changed earlier in the morning.
Ben finished his coffee and then turned to Kate and helped her up. 'We'd better go.'
He aided Kate to the door, and then she shook him off and insisted she was ok to walk.
'Thanks for the party. It was epic' Ben said to Maya, reaching out for a hug.
Maya hesitated with her back to me, then accepted his hug. Ben kissed her on the cheek, but she pulled her head away and broke off the hug. 'You're welcome. Thanks for coming'
As soon as they were out the door, Maya turned around and announced she needed a shower. She quickly ran up the stairs and disappeared into the bathroom.
I sat down on a stool. Unintentionally, it was the one that Ben had been sitting on, and was still warm from his body heat.
I sat quietly, thinking about how to talk to Maya about Ben.
After almost an hour, Maya came down the stairs in a tight pink shirt that ended just above her belly button, and ultra short white shorts. Her wet hair flowed freely down her shoulders, and she looked amazing coming down the stairs.
She flashed her beautiful smile at me, and instantly I was in love with her again.
'That was a fun night....' I probed gently.
She visibly tensed up, and replied 'yeah...I guess... the turnout was good. You disappeared halfway through the night though. What time did you go to sleep?'
'Pretty early I think. I was exhausted so I went up just after Mike and his friends left'. I wondered what she what she would say of the rest of the night. 'Did anything else happen whilst I was gone?'
She visibly loosened, relieved that I hadn't been there to witness her descent into wild erotic temptation. 'No...it just wound down to a quiet night....Kate had too much to drink so she threw up a few times'.
The image of her squirming on Ben's lap flashed in my mind again and suddenly I was totally erect, but also humiliated that Maya was trying to gloss over such a big deal. Should I confront her? I thought. 'Gotcha!' I wanted to shout.
I thought about how the conversation would go. I had seen Ben massaging her breasts, I had seen how she had shuddered in delight at his touch. And yet, I had waited until now to confront her.
'How could you just watch? Why didn't you come down and tell him to stop? If you're a man how could he take me from you like that right in front of your eyes?' I imagined her saying.
She was right. I should have confronted this at the time, it was a little weak to get angry about it now, but I had to say something.
'Ben was a bit handsy all night. I think he was into you.' I said.
'Oh, don't mind him. He's just playful and flirty with everyone. Don't take it seriously. You know I love you babe'
'Maybe, but he needs some boundaries. He wasn't touching up Kate like that and she brought him here!' I protested.
'I guess I was his target...but you know me. I'm all yours babe!' She giggled.
I shifted uncomfortably on my stool. Her deception hurt, but it enhances my awareness of her sexuality and I couldn't stop myself getting hard.