7
~ Ian ~
This cannot be my life. Never, not even once in the wildest days of my hormone-corrupted adolescence, did I ever consider the thought of making love with two different women in the same month, much less the same day - hell, the same hour!
But, despite everything, this is my life. I don’t need to pinch myself to know that this is real. This is genuine. I am not lost in the most exquisite dream of my life.
Teri climbs off the bed and stretches, displaying her wonderful body for me one more time.
She gathers up her fallen clothes and dresses, a smile lingering on her lips.
She says, “You know, I’m glad we got that out of the way.
I was a little worried that I might end up being the third wheel, listening to you two go at it through the wall.
I’m gonna go finish up in the kitchen. Let me know if you want another round later, okay? ”
She turns and leaves the room before my overwhelmed brain can even think up a response.
How am I supposed to answer that? I’m still naked in my bed and now I’ve watched two beautiful women walk out of the room with my seed dripping from their swollen pussy lips.
Who the hell am I? Have I truly become some sort of sexual lothario in my advancing years?
This brave new world of sexual freedom and erotic liberation is still so wildly new to me.
So new and so unfamiliar. I barely know Teri, yet I’ve given and received oral sex and orgasmed inside her; unprotected, no less.
Before today, I’ve only made love to women where there was a deep, emotional connection and spiritual investment.
Everything that I’ve just experienced is completely new.
Is this what the kids call, “friends with benefits”?
I can see the appeal. There's something wonderful and freeing in the concept of having an undefined, unstructured sexual connection with someone like this.
But this isn't just one someone. It's two someones.
Lorna and Teri. I've already promised my heart to Lorna and here I am enjoying the pleasure of another young woman. Even though it was Lorna’s idea - and she was the one who initiated the entire arrangement - I can't help but feel like I've crossed some invisible boundary.
Both women say that they're completely fine with this, whatever this is, but I need to be sure. I need to know.
Lorna answers the phone on the second ring. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, still naked, eyes fixed on my wilting penis. The shaft is coated with juices and I can't tell if it’s Teri’s saliva, Lorna’s cream, or Teri’s cum.
The mind boggles at such a wild thought.
“Hey, Ian!” Her voice has a teasing edge to it. “Didn't think I would be hearing from you yet. Not for at least another hour.”
“You figured I was going to call you?”
“Of course. You were either going to let me know that Teri totally blew your mind, or you want me to reassure you that everything is completely fine between us and I'm not at all jealous about you two getting it on.”
I let out a gasp of surprise. “Oh, dear God. Am I so predictable?”
Peals of delighted laughter fill my ear for a few seconds. I can picture Lorna on the other end of the line, covering her mouth with a hand as she tries to control herself. It's impossible not to smile along with her.
“No, Ian. You're not predictable. Not like that. I just… when I saw you calling, I guessed it had to be one of those two things. So which is it? Are you about to tell me that she's just rocked your world and I've gotta step up my game?”
“No, God no! I would never-”
Another gale of laughter greets my ears. “Relax! I know. I know. Do you want to tell me what's on your mind?”
I take a deep breath. How on earth am I supposed to articulate this typhoon of conflicted emotions that swirls within my gut right now? I decide to say everything that comes to mind.
“I love you, Lorna. That hasn't changed.
But I've just had sex with someone else.
And I liked it. And I have to be honest, I really, really hope it happens again.
All of it. I've never done anything like this, but I feel, I don't know, like I've been sleepwalking my entire life and now the dust has finally cleared from my eyes. Does any of that - I mean, am I crazy?”
“No, you're not.” Her tone is softer now, less teasing, more understanding. “People like Teri and I grew up in a very different world than you. We're more used to this kind of deal. I can't imagine how strange it must be for you.”
“But, Lorna.” It's hard not to let a slight whine creep into my words. “I love you. And I've told you that. How can I love you and still do things like this?”
She pauses for a moment. I imagine that she's tilting her head to the side, deep in thought, dimples appearing on her cheeks.
“You have a big heart, Ian. Huge. At least twice the size of every other man in the world. Are you telling me that you can't possibly find room to love more than one person at the same time?”
I can't think of an answer for that. The concept is beyond all my life experiences. But I don't get a chance to say anything else before Lorna speaks again. Now she sounds distracted.
“Listen, I gotta run, I'm almost at my next class. If this is really bothering you, I promise, we can talk about it later.”
“Actually, I think you should talk to Teri when you get home. I think she could use a heart-to-heart.”
“No problem. Can't wait! And, Ian?”
“Yes, Lorna?”
“Thanks for lunch.”
Her wicked giggle echoes in my ears long after the line disconnects.
~ ~ ~
I spend the rest of the day in the library, working my way through a classic volume of Dickens’s works.
Usually, I'd allow myself to get lost in the world of Victorian London and the myriad of street urchins and ragamuffins populating the pages, but I'm distracted today. All the female characters seem to have Lorna’s face and Teri’s voice.
I can't stop thinking about Lorna’s parting words, her suggestion that it's possible to love more than one person at once.
Is it really?
I grew up in a world where one man and one woman settled down together and agreed to share their lives. It was a commitment. There was a ceremony and witnesses and legal documents.
Now I'm entering unknown territory. No two days are alike.
I've professed my love for one young woman, yet she has no qualms about sharing me with someone else.
In fact, unless it's my imagination, I believe that she enjoys the prospect of letting me be with Teri.
There is no commitment in this world. No ceremony, no witnesses, no legal documentation to clearly define the terms and boundaries of our situation.
What we have is loose and new and completely unfamiliar to me, yet that's what makes it so compelling.
I love this strange, unorthodox relationship we've established between the three of us.
After spending most of my life in a monogamous relationship with Katie, it feels as though I've been unleashed at long last.
“What are you reading?”
Teri’s gentle question makes me flinch. She's standing at the foot of the stairs, peering into the library. I giggle at my startled reaction.
“Oh! How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough to know that you aren't reading that book.”
I close the covers and place the volume back on the shelf.
She sits on the other chair and all I can think about is how damned good she looks.
Her hair is still in a messy bun - messier than before, thanks to our bout of passion - and she makes a plain shirt and shorts look like a catwalk outfit.
She has a coy smile, as if knowing what's going through my mind.
I wonder if she can still feel my cum in her tunnel.
“Kitchen's finished.” She stretches both arms to the ceiling. The gray shirt lifts and reveals a flash of stomach. “And I've got dinner on the way.”
“Wow. Thank you. What's on the menu for tonight?”
“Nothing fancy. Some fish with vegetables. I hope you like it.”
“If you made it, I'm going to love it.”
We share a smile. Somewhere above and in the distance, the front door opens and Lorna calls out a warm hello. I see a ripple of nervousness wash over Teri’s face.
“Go upstairs.” I give a gentle nod. “Go and talk to her. I can see that you want to.”
Teri smiles. She rises from the chair and walks out of the library and heads up to where Lorna is waiting.
~ Teri ~
I climb the stairs to the main level of the house and find Lorna in the kitchen looking at the meal I’ve got prepped and waiting to cook. She hears me coming and spins around to offer me a smile and open arms. I take her up on her offer and go to hug her.
She feels amazing.
“I hear you had some fun with Ian this afternoon after I left,” she whispers as we’re still clutching each other. I pull back to see if she’s okay with everything and she just beams at me.
“I did,” I say softly. “Are we still good?”
She laughs. “More than good, Teri. We’re great. I’m so glad you two hit it off so quickly, not that I’m surprised.” She side-eyes me slightly and laughs again.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask as lightly as I can. I’m not sure how this is going to work even though we’re off to a good start. I just don’t want to cause any issues because I’m so excited about the possibilities this presents, in so many ways.
“Exactly what you think it means, Ter. I’m happy for you and I’m thrilled for Ian. I imagine you shocked him even more than he let on.”
“He called you, right?”
“He did, and I was happy he did or I would have been distracted all day in class which I really can’t afford. These classes are a bitch, let me tell you.” We finally let go of each other and she turns to the salmon I’ve got prepped and ready to grill. “This looks fantastic, by the way.”
“Woah, girlfriend,” I chide her. “Not so fast. We’re not finished talking about this afternoon’s events.” She gives me a look before she laughs again.