She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back onto her elbows, and took her turn to watch me. I slowly pushed my last bit of clothing off and onto her hardwood floors. I stalked closer to her, rubbing up and down the one thing she couldn’t take her eyes off of. As I got closer, she scooted back enough to be completely on her Queen size bed. I slid in as I lowered onto her perfect body. 

We only left the bed long enough to eat a snack, she insisted it be actual food and not just her. I wasn’t convinced, but I let her heat up leftover chicken and potatoes for us. Apparently, she liked to cook. And she was good at it. 

While we were taking that needed break to refill our strength, we talked about people in our lives. She told me about her friend Katia, who helped her get a great deal on the condo she now owned. 

I told her about how Keith and I met. We were both freshmen in college and were struggling. We both worked doing odd jobs, until I had the bright idea to start a poker tournament. Keith was the muscle. I was the money man. I completed my bachelors in business. He completed one in accounting. Now he was the money man. Our business built up from there. 

I told her about us living in that small studio apartment together when we first bought the building, having depleted our funds even with the loan from the bank. 

“Curious question.” She turned to face me from where she sat on my lap while we talked and ate.

I told her it was the only way I’d let her out of bed. It was her idea for us to share the plate, and the glass of wine. She said it was to save dishes.

“What’s that?” I opened my mouth as she fed me another bite of potatoes.

“When Keith came in the other night, was he still there when you woke me up?”

I nearly choked on my food. I hadn’t thought about that part when she mentioned overhearing us talking. She took that as my answer and smacked my bare shoulder. 

“I can’t believe you!”

I swallowed then took a quick drink before talking. “I wasn’t really thinking about him. I was only thinking about getting back inside of you. The moment I lifted the blanket off you, I forgot about him completely. Right up until I heard the door close.”

She groaned and curled under my neck, as though she were trying to hide from the truth. 

“He saw more of me than he did of you.” I tried consoling her. It felt uncomfortable in my chest when she was upset.

“Why would he stay and watch you like that? Is he gay or something?”

I laughed and turned her all the way around to face me. I explained the setup from when he and I had lived together, she laughed. 

“That’s gross. I love Katia, she is my best friend. But I don’t ever want to see her naked or getting it on with Andy. It’s bad enough knowing when they are doing it in another room.”

I chuckled as I kissed her cheek. “It’s not like we are watching each other, it’s more the act itself. Haven’t you ever watched porn?”

“Ew, no.”

I couldn’t help but kiss her after that. “Maybe it’s different for guys. We were too broke for porn. And there was always one of us that was too busy to find someone. It was a stressful time, and the release was needed.”

“You don’t still…”

“Hell, no.” I cut her off. “We have our own places. The other day was the first time in years. And I had just been talking about this incredible pull you have on me. Just talking about you made me so hard my boxers failed to hide me. He was probably just curious. And, as I said, I forgot he was in the room.”

She curled into me again with a yawn. “I get it. The world just disappears for me when you are around, too.”

From the sound she made next, I was pretty sure she fell asleep. Someone really needed to be here to make sure she was taken care of the way she takes care of everyone else. 

I carried her back to the bed before going and taking care of our plate and downing the last of our wine. She had already cleaned everything else up.