CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
Sadie, it seemed, turned out to want it twice more.
They fucked once more in the small structure, and then once in the sauna.
Mostly because she wanted to be able to say she’d fucked her handsome young boyfriend in a sauna.
Even if only to herself, though he was curious about how much she might brag about their escapades.
Sadie seemed like the kind of woman who had spent most of her life not talking herself up, and now perhaps she’d had a taste of it, and found it to taste good.
After relaxing for another hour or so, mostly talking about things that had been going on in Gabe’s life, as she’d wanted to be caught up, they’d decided they’d had enough and wanted to go home.
After showering and checking out, he began to notice that Sadie seemed a bit pensive.
At first he wasn’t sure if he was imagining things, as she kept carrying on their conversation without much issue.
But as they neared his home, it became more obvious.
“You doing okay?” he asked as they pulled onto his street.
“Yes, I am. Just...a little anxious,” she admitted.
“That’s understandable, but I can basically guarantee that this will go fine. It will be a happy event. Believe me.”
“You know what? I do. I think I might just be worrying because I’m still not completely used to...the nature of your relationships. But I do believe you. And I trust you, and them. So...I’m just going to believe this is going to work out fine.”
“Good. And you very much have my sympathy. I know what this feeling is like.”
“Which is interesting,” she said as she parked in the driveway, “because you often seem so confident. So sure in what you do.”
“Really? I feel like I don’t. I’m always warning people that I could be wrong or not to get their hopes up too high, I’m always finding myself using modifiers. Almost. Basically. More or less. Things I say are rarely definitive.”
“That’s true, but it’s a good thing. And it’s like...
you’re confident in the fact that you might be wrong.
You don’t really come off as covering your ass, but more managing realistic expectations, or aiming for accuracy.
And honestly...we could use fewer people in the world who are absolutely sure of what they’re doing.
Because it completely blinds them, and too many other people, to the fact that they might be a complete fucking moron. ”
“That is true...come on, let’s go have this conversation. They’re ready for us,” Gabe said.
He’d been texting Ellen, letting her know the situation. Her last response was that everyone was waiting for them in the living room.
They got out and headed for the house. Coming inside, they took off their shoes and jackets, and then Gabe took Sadie’s hand and led her to the living room. Everyone was indeed there. The mood, as he expected, was very warm and welcoming. And expectant.
“Hello, everyone,” Sadie said, and he was glad that she sounded comfortable.
They all welcomed her in return as she and Gabe settled down on the couch.
“So, what exactly is going on?” Krystal asked.
Sadie looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “You didn’t tell them?”
“I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“Don’t tell me you’re pregnant,” Holly whispered.
Sadie burst out laughing. “Good Christ, no! Oh boy. Thank God I don’t have to worry about that particular horror any longer. No, I want Gabe to be my boyfriend.”
Gabe was ready for it, but Sadie jumped a little when they all started reacting the same way they had to Krystal’s engagement. They all grinned and laughed, Krystal and Chloe let out shouts of joy. Then they all tried to talk at once.
“Okay,” Gabe said, “let’s...take it down a notch. Maybe go one at a time.”
“Probably a good idea,” Ellen said, taking the lead as she was, in some way that had never quite been defined (and might not ever be) the...
what? Head wife? Main wife? What was the phrase?
Was there one? Did it really matter? “Congratulations, Sadie, and I’m very happy you’ve made this choice. What does this mean for you and Gabe?”
“More of the same. We’ll hang out more, fuck more, and I’ll want him over at my house a few times a month. For the night, I mean.”
“Would you be down for spending the night here?” Gabe asked.
“Yeah, if there’s room.”
“There would be if one of us joined Krystal and Liz,” Ellen replied. “Which we’d be fine with, considering that happens naturally sometimes anyway.”
“Yeah, I don’t mind another person in bed,” Liz said.
“That sounds quite nice. So...we are all comfortable with this? No one has any reservations?” Sadie asked.
“I sure don’t,” Holly replied.
“Same,” Chloe agreed.
Liz and Krystal both gave similar answers.
“We’re good,” Ellen said. She laughed, looking at Gabe. “Now you’ve got five wives and a girlfriend.”
“Soon to be six…” Krystal murmured.
Gabe sighed. “We...aren’t sure about Kim yet.”
“She’s given you some pretty compelling evidence,” Ellen said.
“That she wants to fuck. Hooking up and moving into a house with me and five other women are not the same thing at all.”
“Fair point, but I still think she won’t be able to resist.”
“What woman could?” Krystal replied.
“Hmm. You know...that’s a good point. I think maybe Gabe’s instincts on Kim being the last one are honestly accurate,” Ellen murmured.
“Oh wow, you finally agree with me?”
“I mean, I’ve generally agreed with the sentiment, I just was a little reluctant to finalize it. It’s...a lot of fun, honestly.”
“Watching your husband collect new wives?” he asked.
Ellen snorted. “Yeah, kinda. I mean, consider how much more interesting this household is because of who all is here. Consider how different we are, what we all bring to the table. It’s not just fun, it’s practical, too.
Consider all the knowledge each of us has that the others don’t.
All the abilities, the experience. There’s so many more situations we could theoretically handle now. ”
“It almost sounds like we’re heading into commune territory,” Gabe said.
“I mean, what is a commune? At a base level, it’s a group of people living together and working together to make a sustainable and minimal-suffering lifestyle. Is that not what we’re doing? Is that really so bad?” Ellen replied.
“No, obviously,” Gabe said.
“Not to get all conspiracy theory, but it kinda feels like communal living as a concept is vilified because so much of our society depends on everyone opting into the fucking nightmare grind of work and consumerism,” Krystal said.
“I mean, that isn’t even a conspiracy theory,” Sadie replied.
“It’s obvious that society basically runs on suffering.
Nothing so dramatic as torture, mostly, but on making people suffer, feel insecurity, feel fear, so that they’ll go out and buy shit.
And it’s widespread because it’s easy to utilize. Unhappy people spend more money.”
“And that’s just one of the reasons we’re doing this,” Ellen said. “And why it’s so appealing. But I think we are approaching max capacity.”
“Yeah, probably…” Krystal replied unhappily.
“That doesn’t necessarily mean we have to stop pulling girls into our bed, though,” Gabe said, making them all laugh.
“You definitely have your priorities in order,” Liz said.
“My priorities, yes. It’s not like you all get a visceral thrill every time I fuck a new girl or anything.”
“Which is stupidly lucky for you,” Chloe replied.
“Yes, it is. I won the lottery, many times in a row.”
“Well, if that’s all we needed to discuss, I wouldn’t mind getting Gabe back to my place…” Sadie said after a moment of silence had passed.
“Eager, huh?” Ellen replied.
“Yes. Most certainly.”
“You gonna spend the night?” Holly asked.
“Sadie?”
“Oh yes, I want you for the night. All night. I’m ready for that, and very eager.”
“Which is saying something, considering we’ve already had sex four times today,” Gabe murmured.
“Damn, Sadie. You can fuck,” Ellen replied, grinning broadly.
Sadie chuckled, blushing a little. “Well, I have a few benefits. I’ve had something of a sexual reawakening, and Gabe’s cock is seriously just the perfect size. Length and width, just...it fits so perfect!” She paused, laughed awkwardly. “This is so weird to be gushing about.”
“I mean, not really, considering the company,” Gabe replied.
“That’s a good point, I suppose. I do think I’m probably going to be sore in the morning, but it’s very much worth it.” She got to her feet. “Thank you all very much for letting me borrow Gabe, and for allowing me to be a part of this whole...experience.”
Ellen laughed a little. “You’re very welcome, Sadie. We’re all very happy that you are a part of it.”
“Honestly, yeah, this whole web of relationships is an experience,” Gabe said.
“I imagine it’s a rather intense one for you,” Chloe replied.
“Yes, that’s one way to put it. Um, Sadie’s looking increasingly horny, so…” He stood up as well. “I love you all and I’ll be back tomorrow.” He paused, then looked at Sadie. “Will you be able to drop me off back here before ten AM?”
“Yes,” she replied, “no problem.”
“Wait! Will you, uh, record this session? We’re a little high and dry when it comes to the two of you fucking…” Ellen asked.
“Oh, right! Damn! I should have thought to record at least one of those sessions,” Sadie muttered.
“Sorry, I spent so long afraid of the idea that it’s just ingrained into me now.
Yes, we will record. And before anyone asks: yes, I’m comfortable with it.
I will also be comfortable having more sex in front of you all.
I’d record tonight, but I...want him to myself tonight. ”
“We all understand what that feels like,” Holly replied, getting several agreements from the others.
“Here, I’m going to go grab the camera and tripod, and then we can go,” Gabe said, and headed upstairs.
…
“...you doing okay there, babe?” Gabe asked as he turned off the camera.
They’d gone straight to her place, straight up to the bedroom, and started fucking around the moment he had the camera turned on. Sadie didn’t say anything, she just raised her head and stared at him.
She looked marvelously sexy. Her body sweaty and flushed, her hair a mess. She was sprawled out on her bed, arms and legs spread.
“Sadie?” he asked, walking back over to her.
“I am, and you called me ‘babe’,” she replied, her voice a little dreamy.
“I guess I did. You’re already filed under girlfriend. Is that cool?” he asked as he laid down beside her once more.
“Yes, it is so very cool,” she murmured, curling up against him. He put his arm around her. He loved the way she fit against his body. “I haven’t been called a pet name in...so long.” She giggled suddenly. “You make me feel nineteen again.”
“That’s fucking awesome.”
“Yes, it really is.” She was silent for a moment, and he felt a kind of shift in her mood. Not bad, but heavier. “Gabe, there is something we’re going to have to face at some point in the future. The not-so-distant future.”
“What’s that?”
“I am going to fall in love with you. As a lover. In the same way your wives love you. I’m...not going to be able to help it. I can already feel it happening. And I don’t want to hide it. And you’ve told me more than once that you prefer a relationship built on honesty and trust, so…”
“I don’t see it being a problem, as I am already beginning to experience the same thing, and I know that none of them will mind that we love each other,” he replied. He took her hand, gave it a gentle squeeze. “I will be happy to love you, and be loved by you, Sadie.”
“That...has a very profound impact on me, emotionally,” she murmured. “Wow...it felt incredible to hear you say that. Thank you, Gabe. For...everything. You’ve changed so much about my life, and it’s all for the better.”
“I mean you’ve done the same thing. I’d definitely be in a worse situation if you hadn’t offered us those houses. Oh! Speaking of which, before I forget: I made you a present for today.”
“You did? What is it?”
“An erotic novella that’s...kind of about you and me, but if it had only been you and me. And there’s room for sequels if you enjoy it.”
“I’m just going to say it now: I want sequels.
I can’t really imagine not enjoying it enough to want more.
Also, I still don’t mind if you sell it.
While I enjoy the idea of having a piece of literature that is only for me, I don’t want to inhibit you in that way.
Also, I want it out there, for the women like me, but who aren’t lucky enough to have yet found their Gabe. ”
He chuckled. “All right, I’ll do it...think you’d be willing to model some lingerie for the covers? Not showing your face, of course.”
“I...would like to try, at least. I’m curious how it would come out.”
“It would come out sexy as fuck,” he murmured, settling his hand across one of her nice, soft breasts and massaging it slowly.
“Mmm...that feels nice.” She chewed on her lip for a moment. “Maybe I’ve got one more in me.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, I am. Let’s hit the shower, and then I can ride you again. I very much enjoyed that.”
“So did I.”
They shared a kiss and then made for the bathroom.