CHAPTER 30
Becky
“Do you want to get anything?”
“From the den?” Helena asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“Do you want to get anything?” Helena checked.
“No, I’m good here. Well, I’m good here for now, but there’s literally a free sex toy shop down the hall. I think maybe we should try out a few things while we’re here, if you’re interested.”
“I’m interested in you,” Helena stated with a wink.
“Nice one,” Becky replied and took a sip of her wine. “And I love that we got to eat dinner in here by ourselves. The others are nice, but I just want you.”
“In bed, too?” Helena asked.
“Okay… She shouldn’t have told you that.”
“She didn’t, really. You did.” Helena smiled.
“I’ve had the fantasy forever, yeah – two women and me. Come on; that’s hot.”
“Yes, it is. I’ve had it, too.”
“But we’re really doing this; we’re together, right? We are not just dating and seeing other people. I know what we said last night, but I want to make sure because–”
“Nothing’s changed. I only want to be with you.”
“But do you still want to have a threesome? Have that fantasy?” Becky asked. “Just once to see what all the fuss is about? Be honest. I’m really asking.”
“Just once, and then, it’s only us,” Helena said.
“Well, if both of us wanted to do it again in the future, we could talk about it and decide, but it’s not like an open relationship or anything like that. I don’t want that. This is a fantasy thing; totally different.”
“Yes, just you and me, and maybe a third person in bed once, and if we like it, maybe again later, but it’s only in bed. Neither of us has a romantic relationship with them, and we both would have to want to do it again.”
“Agreed,” Becky said. “How does one do that, though? Find someone to sleep with you and your girlfriend?”
“First, I like that you just called me your girlfriend,” Helena noted. “Second, like I would know.”
“Well, I don’t know.”
“We know someone who might know… Nia,” Helena suggested. “She arranges these events, and she’s had all sorts of situations, I’m sure. She’d know women who might be up for it.”
Becky thought about that and nodded. This was a strange thing to be talking about with the woman she’d just called her girlfriend for the first time, but one of the things she’d liked about Helena from the beginning was how easy it was to talk to her and to be herself with her.
She had lied about being in a relationship, yes, but that was a lie she told everyone.
In everything else, she’d been herself with Helena, and this was part of it, she supposed – being honest about what they wanted to try in bed.
“You look like you don’t want to ask Nia about it,” Helena noted after a moment.
“No, I do.”
“Then, what was that face for? I don’t know all your faces yet.”
“You know some pretty important ones already.”
“The face you make when you come seems pretty important, yeah.”
“Nia and I technically went on one date years ago. Like, years and years ago,” she blurted out. “You should know that if we’re talking about this, I think.”
“I didn’t know that.”
“It was a long time ago,” Becky said. “We met one night at a party. This was when I was in college, so a million years ago. We hit it off and went on a date after that.”
“Did you…”
“Yes,” she admitted. “Once. It was on that date, and we knew it wasn’t going to work, so that was the end of it.
I didn’t see her for a very long time after that, and then, the matchmaking kind of brought us back into each other’s orbit and into a good friendship, but we hardly see each other because she’s traveling all the time. ”
“Why did you think it wouldn’t work?” Helena asked.
“We only worked in one way.”
“Ah,” Helena replied and looked out the window.
“It was almost twenty years ago. She had this whole vision for her career, wanting to travel all the time, so she was looking for someone who wanted that, too. I never have. I love where I live. I love my job, my friends, and my family is important to me. Nia always needed someone who was good on their own in between her visits, and I don’t want someone who wants to visit. I want someone who wants to be there.”
“But the sex was good? That’s what you meant, right?” Helena asked.
“Babe, that was so long ago. I think in my mind, it was probably better than it actually was because–”
“Would you want to do it again?”
“Do what again?”
“Have sex with Nia.”
“What? No, I want you.”
“I don’t mean be with Nia. I mean have sex with her.”
“No, Helena.” Becky sighed. “Maybe I shouldn’t have told you. It was so long ago; it doesn’t even really matter. I just thought you should know since we’re doing this now.”
“I’m asking if you’d want to have sex with Nia and me.”
Becky’s eyes went wide.
“You’re asking me if I’d want to have a threesome with you and Nia?”
“Yes.”
“My friend Nia?” she checked.
“Yes, her and your brand-new girlfriend, who’s also interested in having a threesome at least once in her life and thinks Nia is hot.”
“You do?” Becky asked, a little concern seeping into her tone now.
Helena stood up, moved around the small table now littered with their finished dinner and empty wineglasses, and nodded for Becky to turn her chair. Then, she knelt in front of Becky and spread her legs.
“Yes, I do. But she’s not nearly as hot as you are.
You are gorgeous to me, but it’s more than that.
Nia is someone I could have sex with, but she’s not someone I’d ever want to share my life with.
I want one person, and I want them to be there, too.
I don’t want a visitor. I want a wife. God, finally. I want a wife, babe.”
“Me too,” she said with a smile.
“And, since we’re here, it might be the best time to try something new. That was part of what this week was about. You were thinking of trying those new toys out there anyway. Maybe we try new things here, see what we want to take home with us, and see what stays here after we go.”
“What, like what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?”
“Why not? We should be honest with each other, right?”
“Yes.”
Helena slid her hands under Becky’s skirt, tugged at the waistband of her panties, and Becky lifted herself to allow her to remove them.
“Do you want to have sex with Nia again?”
“Yes,” she said. “I had a girlfriend for a long time, and she wasn’t interested in threesomes at all. Then, I–”
Becky had stopped talking when Helena started kissing the inside of her thighs.
“Then, what?”
“Then, I met you, and you know the rest of that story.”
“I know the start of it, anyway,” Helena said and smiled up at her. “How would you feel about me being on top of you, sitting on your face?”
“What? Fuck, yes. I want that. Bed?”
“Hold on.” Helena snickered and kissed a little higher up. “I love that you’re so eager, though.”
“Shut up. Now, I want that,” Becky admitted.
“You can have it in a minute, but I was about to ask how you’d feel about that while Nia is between your legs.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Tell me.”
“I’d like that a lot.”
“Her making you come while you make me come?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“And that’s all it would be, right? Us sleeping together, Nia going her own way, and you and I sharing our bed for the night.”
“Yes,” she repeated.
“God, you smell good,” Helena said as her head disappeared under Becky’s skirt. “Ask her tomorrow.”
“You’re serious? You’re not worried about the fact that we’re friends or the fact that you and I just got together?”
“No. Like I said, this is the place to do it if we’re going to, and you know I only want you. I know you only want me. It’s something we can share together and, hopefully, enjoy together, too. It’s us enjoying it because it’s something we’ve both wanted for a long time,” Helena said.
“Okay. I’ll ask her. If she says no…”
“We’ll figure that part out later. I need to taste you now.”
Becky lifted her skirt, scooted closer, and watched Helena, the woman of her dreams, lick her over and over again.
The thought of fulfilling the one fantasy she had always had with the woman she was in love with and one of her closest friends should’ve terrified her, but it didn’t for some reason.
She was in love with Helena. She was finally with her.
And she knew Nia had been with multiple women at a time because Nia had told her as much.
There was a chance that she would still say no because it would be with Becky this time, but Becky was confident that Nia might be okay with it for that very reason.
“Oh, fuck,” she said when Helena sucked on her clit.
“Later,” Helena stated.