Chapter 1
Kira
I was ecstatic when James gave me the green light to become polyamorous. What James didn’t know was that I had been having an affair behind his back for over a year and was already madly in love with my lover.
No, I do not intend to leave James, he is my rock and the man I intend to grow old with. But Brady is a young stud that I want to have for as long as he’ll have me. I really am crazy about him.
Brady is everything that James is not. Brash, Bold and Unpredictable. My time with him is always intense. Brady does not make love, he takes prisoners and makes you crave his domination.
My love for Brady is different from my love for James. But it is every much as deep. It is hotter than the love for James. But James is loving and reliable. He is comfortable to live with. He is comfortable in my bed.
But 15 years of marriage has extinguished the flame I once had for him. The times I have good sex with him these days is just after Brady has railed me good and thoroughly.
I felt absolutely free a year ago when James agree to my request. I am not sure if James has taken advantage to our new lifestyle. He keeps his cards close to his chest.
Does he have One Lover? Half a dozen? There is no way of knowing that. When I asked him about his lover he told me that he does not discuss me with
her and that he would not discuss her with me. Though that goes against the normal process of this lifestyle of being open and honest about everything, I sure as hell haven’t been honest with James about Brady.
I was thrilled when I met Brady today at our favorite hookup place. An old motel on the outskirts of town across the street from a he truck stop area. It is not uncommon to hear beds crashing against the wall and deep lusty moans from the other rooms.
Lots of the truckers will hire a lot lizard and bring them over to the motel to spend some time getting laid. Lots of those truckers have given me the curious once over when I am walking across the parking lot.
It makes my pussy wet knowing those rough
looking men desire me. Those are the days I climb all over Brady and he revels in my fucking him with complete abandon.
There has been a few times that after Brady left that I stood outside till one of the truckers approached and inquired if I need some cock. I say yes and open the door to let the man in and let him fuck me senseless.
Yes, I always go back home to James. I treat him like a king and profusely shower him with my love. Our sex life has increased over the past year. James seems to enjoy the extra pussy but seems more distant otherwise these days.
Now that I have been with Brady for two years now, I am becoming more in tuned with his moods. I have learned that a good blow job can always break
through any moodiness. Once I have him as hard as a rock, I climb on and ride him like a carnival roller coaster.
I have not yet figured out how to shake James out of his melancholy over the past year. It makes me wonder if he has been making use of our lifestyle agreement. If not…why not?
In my heart I have been hoping he’d find someone to fall in love with. Over this past year, I have been having difficulty sorting out which of my two lovers I love the most. A large part of me feel that I am much more compatible these days with Brady than I am with James.