Why Did It Have To Be You?

Since we’ve been staying here, I've only ever seen him in his normal clothes that he puts on after he showers after getting home from work, which are usually just jeans and a t-shirt. Trust me he looks good in anything he wears, but there is something about him in his suit that just makes me want him even more.

Brian groans “Jesus dad. Cockblock much?”

My eyes widen at Brian. I mean you could tell what we were doing, but is really just talking openly to his dad about how we were going to have sex?

Even though I don’t want to, my eyes have a mind of their own and shoot over to Dean’s. I regret it immediately. His eyes are boring into mine. Their usual green has darkened but it isn’t lust this time. His eyes are angry. And they are pointed straight at me.

Brian doesn’t seem to notice the tension and just stretches his arms above his head making his shirt ride up and exposing his abs. My eyes automatically go there to check him out. I mean come on. I am a female after all.

Dean follows my eyes and his stare somehow becomes even more intense than before. I quickly avert my eyes from both men even though I should have no shame. I can check out my own boyfriend if I want to. I look back to Dean and give him a look that says just that.

Brian breaks the tension again “You guys want to order pizza? Thought we could see what is available to rent. Care, wasn’t there a movie we wanted to see in theaters recently?”

I just smile at him. “Not sure. We haven’t been to the movies in a while.”

Dean pulls his wallet out of his back pocket and sets a credit card on the counter. “Sure order whatever you want. I am going to go take a shower.”

Something as innocent as a shower after work shouldn’t do dirty things to my mind, but suddenly I am imaging him in the bathroom peeling off his suit jacket, and unbuttoning his dress shirt exposing his broad chest and defined abs, undoing his belt, bringing his zipper down, and slowly removing his pants and boxers at the same time exposing his enormous coc-

My brain stops its fantasy as I notice Dean is smiling at me. I blink and realize I have been looking him up and down again. This is like the bar all over again. Jesus. I need to stop gawking at this man. God forbid he accuses me of eye fucking him in front of Brian.

Dean turns and walks towards his room, and I am once again feeling hot and bothered only this time it isn’t from my boyfriend running his hands up my legs.

???

The doorbell rings with the pizza delivery, and Brian jumps up to grab it right as Dean comes down the stairs in sweats and T-shirt. Why does he have to fill out every item of clothing he owns so nicely?

Brian sets the food on the counter and glances at his dad. “Whoa dad. Getting comfy already? I thought you might have a hot date after the movie.”

This grabs my attention, so I look toward Brian. He looks back at me and adds “My dad is a ladies man. Always has a new girl every time I come over.” He laughs.

My smile grows big as I look at Dean. My eyebrow raises at him, asking him oh so you can be upset about me and Brian but you have a different girl here on any given night of the week?

Dean just sighs and says “Brian. Those are work colleagues not dates.”

Brian laughs and says “Uh huh. Sure thing dad. Whatever you say.”

I am curious who is telling the truth. On one hand I don’t want to imagine Dean with anyone else, but on the other hand, it is probably better if he is seeing other people so I won’t be so tempted by him.

Instead of serving food in the kitchen, Brian just brings the pizza over to the couch and sets it on the coffee table. Dean follows him with plates.

Brian pulls up the movie and we eat in silence as we all watch. About 30 minutes into the movie, we are all done eating and Brian pulls me towards him. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me between his legs. I see Dean glance our way and then suddenly he is standing. “Anyone want a beer?”

I shake my head no. I feel like I need to be sober tonight. Especially if I am going to let anything happen between me and Brian. I don’t want anything to happen with the wrong motives, so I need a clear head.

The movie probably has about a half hour left, but I don’t even know what is going on in it. I’m too distracted by my own thoughts.

Dean has barely moved except to grab a new beer every once in a while. He is sitting on the end of the couch as far away from us as possible. One hand is gripping the armrest of the couch and the other is wrapped on his beer. I keep stealing glances that way but his eyes never move from the tv.

I move my eyes back to the tv when I feel Brian’s nose nuzzling up and down my neck. A few moments later, I can feel his lips nibbling on my shoulder and back up to my ear. I can feel his erection growing in his pants since I am still cuddled up to his lap. He whispers in my ear “Wanna go upstairs?”

I feel my cheeks flush. I try to play it cool and just say “The movie isn’t done yet.”

He groans back “I don’t care about the movie.”

I glance over to Dean again and I can see his knuckles have turned white around his beer bottle but he still has his eyes straight forward.

Brian’s phone lets out a loud ring and we all turn toward it. Brian looks at the name on the screen. “Hmm...I thought Jason was out with a girl tonight.”