Kyle was stuck in the bedroom of his apartment, because out in the main room his roommate Matt was arguing loudly with his girlfriend Renee. It was their usual argument, Matt wanted to have sex and Renee wanted them to wait a little longer, he thought that if she really loved him she'd sleep with him but Renee was a virgin and wanted to make sure that she gave it to the perfect guy. Kyle thought it was probably mostly the fact that Matt thought Renee might not think that he was the perfect guy that had him so wound up, Matt was his best friend but he definitely tended to have a pretty high opinion of himself. Sure, Kyle could walk through them now and right out the front door, but the first time he'd done that he later found out that it had stopped the argument immediately and the two hadn't spoken for a week. All of which served to make Matt grumpy and angry, and he really didn't want to deal with that again. Not that Matt had blamed him, he just hadn't been all that pleasant of a person to live with in general for that week.
Sighing, Kyle's green eyes were resigned as he listened to Renee start to cry, saying that she didn't know how Matt thought he could be the perfect guy when all he did was pressure her. Groaning, he ran his hand through his hair... that was definitely not the thing to say to her irate boyfriend who immediately started screaming about how if she felt so pressured maybe he'd just have to find his kicks somewhere else until she felt left pressured. All of the sudden, Kyle heard the front door slam... but it sounded like it was Renee who was left in the living room, crying.
Startled, he poked his head out of his bedroom door. Sure enough, there was Renee, all 5'5" of her... and she was all dressed up in a sexy little black number. Oh dammit... that's right, Matt had said this was their 7 month anniversary. Kyle sighed at the idiocies of his friend, and the small noise attracted Renee's attention. Looking up, her tear-filled hazel eyes saw Kyle.
"Oh..." she said in a small voice, trying to get the strands of her curly brown hair out of her face, "I'm sorry Kyle, I didn't know you were home..."
"It's ok," he said kinda awkwardly, not exactly sure how to handle this situation and wishing desperately that it had been Renee who'd left and not Matt. Matt he knew how to deal with... he had no clue how to deal with the pretty and vulnerable brunette standing in front of him. Although he couldn't help noticing that she still looked beautiful despite her tears. "Um... I guess if you need anything, um, you know, just let me know."
He started to go back into his room but her soft voice stopped him, "Well..." he looked back at her, she looked rather uncomfortable herself, "Could you... you know, give me a hug? I just... it would be nice to feel some support you know?"
Hesitantly, he walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her small frame, she was so short against his 6'1" height that he could actually rest his chin on top of her head just by tilting it up a little. She sighed and nestled against his chest as he shifted a little uncomfortably. Renee was a sexy little package, and he was definitely not immune to her charms, her large D cup breasts were pushed up against him and she was soft in his arms. But she was also his best friend's girlfriend, and even though he'd been attracted to her since they were first introduced, she was most definitely off limits.
"Kyle," she murmured into his chest.
"Mmm-hmmm?"
"You don't think I'm a prude or an ice queen do you?" pulling back a little, she looked up into his eyes waiting for him to answer.
Caught a little off-guard, he stammered, "Uh... well, no, I mean... um, I'm not exactly in a position... um. Yeah.. You know what I mean." he finished a little helplessly as those large innocent hazel eyes looked up into his brown ones. Dammit. He sighed, "No, Renee, I don't... I can understand where you're coming from."
Her pretty pink mouth tightened a little bit as her eyes darkened, "That's more than Matt can say."
Kyle shrugged, "I think that Matt is just afraid that you don't really think he's worthy of you."
Renee was looking up at him speculatively, her arms still wrapped around his waist, as she softly said, "Maybe he's not."
Confused, Kyle looked at her, about to ask what she meant when she suddenly pushed up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the mouth. Startled and completely taken aback, he released her from his arms and stumbled a step back.
"Kyle?" her voice was questioning, soft, persuasive... this was bad bad bad.
"Um, Renee, um, look... I think you're beautiful and all," she took a step closer and he took another one back, "and I think that any guy would be lucky, extremely lucky to have you," he continued to back away from her as she advanced, "But, well, you're my best friend's girlfriend and it would just be..." dammit, how did that diminutive little girl make him feeling like a fumbling high schooler all over again? He was backed up against his doorframe now, the only place to go was in his room.... No that was a bad bad idea. "It would be wrong of me to take advantage of you when you're vulnerable like this..."
"But that's what I like about you Kyle!" she protested, just a hint of a purr in her voice as she maneuvered him into his room and shut the door behind her, "You're actually sensitive to what I want, you understand me, and you're a lot more of a gentleman than Matt... and well, I hate to say this, but if I'd met you first... well... things would be very different right now."
Shit. He'd reached the bed and his knees buckled under him, making him fall back into a sitting position on the bed.
"You're not taking advantage of me anyway, silly," she continued, "in case you hadn't noticed, I'm approaching you." her eyes were completely clear of tears as her hands slipped under the straps of her little black dress, and it slid down her body. She wasn't wearing a bra... in fact, she wasn't wearing anything underneath and Kyle gasped as her curvy body was revealed. Round, perky large breasts hung from her chest, cherry red nipples puckering proudly, her pussy had been completely shaved and was pink and wet looking. "Actually, I had thought that tonight would finally be the night with Matt, but I wanted to surprise him with it and then he just started being such a jerk... but if I'd met you first, then maybe it would've been you tonight... and I kinda wish it had been you anyway." she stepped forward, kicking off her heels as her breasts bounced enticingly, "And now it can be you. If Matt's going to find his kicks elsewhere, so am I."
