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Unfortunately, Gail is in rough shape, too. I think of everyone, her mom has taken Jane’s death the hardest. My mother-in-law was always the life of every party before. I remember attending a funeral for a distant relative once, a great aunt I think, and even then Gail was the one bringing light to the darkness. Now, it’s like everything inside her has faded. I hate seeing her like this, but there’s nothing I can do to help. Only time will lessen the pain of losing her oldest daughter, and frankly, even that won’t heal her completely.
My house is full of people in various shades of black. Some people smile, but they’re sad smiles. People tell stories about Jane and laugh until they cry over losing her all over again. It’s hard for me to watch. I wish I could go upstairs and hide from everyone, but I know I have to stay down here as the host. How would it look if I disappeared from my dead wife’s repast? They expect me to be here, a beacon of strength and solidarity.
My eyes search the crowd until they land on Kelsey once again. She’s facing me now, so I have a great view of her full rack. What I would give to see those perfect breasts unclothed once again….
Another mourner catches my arm. This one I recognize as Kelsey’s aunt. Sylvia is her name, I think. “You’ve got some nerve,” she says under her breath.
“Excuse me?”
“Your wife is barely cold and your eyes have strayed.”
Have I been that obvious about watching Kelsey? There’s no way. But even if I have gotten caught staring at her, I have an excuse. A lie, but still an excuse. “I’m keeping an eye on my family. We all lost someone this week,” comes my cold reply.
Sylvia’s eyes glitter evilly, her smirk knowing. “You’re not fooling me, Marcus.”
I shoot her another cold stare. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have always been faithful to my wife and I am distraught over her death.”
Aunt Sylvia clucks and disappears into the crowd of darkly dressed guests. Having the repast at the house I shared with Jane seemed like a good idea when Robert suggested it, but now it just feels exhausting. It’s been a long day and I’ll have to clean up after all of these people leave. Hopefully I can get Kelsey to stick around and help, if only so I can keep my eyes on her backside for a while longer. I imagine her bending over in that dress to pick up trash, causing it to slip up just enough so that the fine mounds of her ass peek out of the bottom. Oh shit. My cock’s straining against my slacks again.
As if conjured up by my horny imagination, Kelsey materializes in front of me. She doesn’t look happy.
“We need to talk,” she says. Words no man ever wants to hear.
“We’re in the middle of something. Can’t it wait?”
“No,” she insists. “We need to talk now.”
I sigh. “Fine. Let’s go up to the master bedroom.”
Kelsey leads the way up the stairs and down the hall to the room where Jane and I used to sleep together. It’s felt lonely since she died, and having Kelsey here feels almost right in the worst possible way. Shit. I’m going to hell.
“I had a talk with Aunt Sylvia,” Kelsey says. “Another talk, I should say. She seems to think there’s something going on between us.”
I quirk an eyebrow. “And you think there isn’t?”
“No,” she says a bit too loudly. She lowers her voice. “What happened the other night was a stupid mistake. We were both upset over losing Jane and we let things go a little too far. It shouldn’t have happened and it definitely won’t be happening again.”
“What happened had nothing to do with Jane,” I growl, suddenly irate.
Kelsey sighs. “You’re wrong about that. She was your wife. I’m her sister. What we did has everything to do with Jane. And Jane is the reason why it should have never happened. I can’t believe I betrayed my sister like that. If she were alive, she’d never forgive me. Knowing that she’s gone… there’s no way I can forgive myself.”
“Kelsey,” I say. “Don’t talk like that. You’re being a drama queen.”
But Kelsey won’t listen.
“It’s the truth! I’m disappointed in myself. In you. We had sex, Marcus! Right after we found out that your wife was fucking dead.”
I try to pull her into my arms but she won’t allow it. Heaving a sigh, I speak.
“Listen to me, Kelsey. The timing was wrong, I’ll admit that, but I won’t say I regret what we did. Being with you was incredible. Better than anything I ever shared with Jane.”
“You can’t say things like that!” Kelsey cries.
“What? The truth? Just because you don’t want to hear it doesn’t mean I can’t say it. We can’t always get what we want in life.” I pace in front of the king size mattress. “You think I wanted my wife to die? I didn’t. Of course I didn’t. But she did, and I’ll never get over that. But having sex with you was not a mistake. If I’m honest, it was a long time coming. You’re just so…”
