Quarantined with Kell, Part III - Sex Stories

Quarantined with Kell, Part III

My phone was ringing, a video call. I opened my eyes. I lay on the floor of Kell’s apartment. Kell was lying on top of me, in my arms. We had fallen asleep after our lovemaking.

The phone squawked again, Kell stirred. She rolled off of me so I could get the phone, then both of us swore. The skin of our stomachs was glued together with drying semen. It was like pulling tape away.

“It’s Bridget,” I said, snatching the phone. “We should probably answer it since the last time she talked to either one of us we were crying, plus we just avoided her call when we were . . . you know.”

“I guess,” Kell said. “Her timing before was just hysterical.” She started giggling again, and I had to fight to maintain a straight face. She hovered behind me as I answered the phone. Bridget’s face popped up on the screen.

“Hi Bridget!” I said. Kell waved from behind me.

“Um . . . hi,” Bridget said, peering at the image on her screen. “Did I interrupt something? Are you guys naked?”

“Interesting questions,” I said, giggling again, which unleashed another round of laughter from Kell. “The first time you called you interrupted something – but we’re finished now.”

Kell continued laughing. “You interrupted us at the exact same moment your mother interrupted us five years ago,” she said. “Down to the second. What a fucking hoot!”

“And, furthermore,” I added, “yes, we are naked.”

“Um, nice,” said Bridget. “The last time I talked to either of you involved a lot of crying, so I ...

... just wanted to check and see how you were making out. I didn’t necessarily expect you would, literally, be making out.”

This started the whole laughter thing again. Bridget shook her head.

“So I guess you two have sorted things out?” she asked.

“We’re getting there.”

“Good,” said Bridget. She looked at us, then bit her lip.

“What? What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s you two,” she replied.

Kell interjected, “We make a cute couple, don’t we?” More giggling. She wrapped her arms around me from the back and rested her head on my shoulder.

Bridget nodded. “Now that you have connected, and the chemistry between you is out in the open, you make a really cute couple. Yeah. Wow.”

“We’re going to have a romantic dinner, then pick up where we just left off,” Kell said, hugging me tight.

Bridget bit her lip again.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s just . . . oh, never mind.”

There was a long pause, then Kell put the pieces together.

“You’re trying to figure out how to ask if you can watch, aren’t you?”

The lip bite got even harder. Then Bridget slowly nodded. “Now that you have things worked out, you have a chemistry that is smoking hot.”

Silence took over the conversation.

“Hmm,” Kell said. “We would need to talk about that.”

“I’m sorry,” Bridget said. “I should never have opened my mouth. I apologize. Forget I said anything.”

I looked at Kell, and she looked at me. I wasn’t thrilled with the idea, but I also realized that if it weren’t for ...