“Um excuse me but I think you two lovely ladies need to have those drinks refreshed.” A tall average looking but well dressed older gentleman explained. Nicole and I exchanged glances as a waitress handed us each a drink.
“Thanks but this is unnecessary, we just want to enjoy our date,” I replied hoping he would get the hint.
“I can see the love between you two. I just want to be surrounded by it, even if I can’t sample the delectable main course.” He explained smiling. Nicole and I chatted with him in the VIP area. We told Anderson Manchester about Mark, our husband, and the real purpose of our trip. There were several people at his table but his attention was focused on the two of us. They did Anderson’s bidding whenever he directed them but they seemed to be enjoying a fun night out as well.
“Eva, I think that you are a brave woman. You followed your heart and stuck to your guns. I would never let anyone talk me out of a gorgeous woman like Nicole.” Anderson said throwing Nicole a knowing look. “Just be patient Eva, we are afraid of the things we do not understand. Trust me your friends will come around. Now let’s party.”
We took turns dancing with Anderson, who remained a perfect gentleman. Anderson plied us with many drinks and happily took us to the crap tables. Nicole and I were able to win back the money we spent on our trip, with Anderson’s knowhow of course. Anderson’s people took copious amounts of pictures with us on our fun night. Anderson knew how to party and he would have loved to sample our wares, but he realized he didn’t have a snowballs chance in hell. Ok so in the elevator back to our suite, Nicole and I may have drunkenly started to make out while he watched. Thankfully none of his people were privy to this little show. Mark, do no kill us when you read that line, I didn’t remember until days later that we did that. Anderson made sure we got to our suite safely. We gave Anderson a chaste kiss before we stumbled into our suite.
“Please tell Mark, he is the luckiest man I have never met,” Anderson growled as he adjusted his visible hard-on. We waved our goodbyes. Anderson walked awkwardly away and we erupted into a round of drunken giggles.
“Shhhhhh,” I giggled as we made our way to our room. There was someone I couldn’t make out watching TV in the living room area of our suite.
“I am quiet,” Nicole replied equally as giggly. I shut the door to our room as Nicole walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water and Nicole reappearing froze me in my tracks. I watched as she slowly unbuttoned her dress before slipping off the silver belt. The navy blue dress hit the floor and my breath hitched. Nicole was standing before me in a red thong and navy blue high heels. I licked my lips before pulling my dress over my head. Nicole flicked a finger in my direction and I happily followed her into the bathroom. We slipped beneath the bubbly water giggling once more.
“Anderson looked as if he was going to hurt someone with what he was packing,” Nicole stammered. That brought on a fresh round of laughter. When our laughter subsided I took a few minutes to gaze into Nicole’s eyes. Running my wet thumb over Nicole’s lips elicited a gasp. Hungrily I took possession of her lips, gorging myself on the suppleness that was her mouth. I straddled Nicole as she began a blissful assault on my breasts.
“Up for a second sweetheart,” Nicole murmured. I watched her wet body slink out of the bathroom. Nicole walked in with her cell phone immediately taking pictures as I seductively posed. When she was in the water once more, she turned the phone around and captured pictures of us in the tub. Nicole in a fit of play sent the pictures to Mark. We laughed when the phone rang within a few minutes of the first pictures hitting Mark’s phone.
“Now why in the hell would you two send me pictures in a bathtub while I am far away?” Mark said his voice groggily. No matter how much I enjoyed Nicole it felt weird not having Mark close, he was such an integral part of our wonderful triangle.
“Sorry sweetheart. We miss you so much,” I said pouting.
“We wish you were here,” Nicole added. She slipped her finger inside me and I moaned. I reciprocated the gesture and loved her soft moan in response to my fingers.
“Damn! I wish I was there too. Are you drunk? How are the sisters behaving?” Mark was concerned that I was hurt by my friend’s lack of acceptance.
“Yes, we are making our own fun, husband,” I slurred my words as Nicole continued to move inside me.
“Don’t have too much fun without me. You two are going to get it when you get home. I am hard as a rock right now.”
“Touch yourself and think of us, sweetheart.” Nicole encouraged as I allowed her touch to take over my thought process. Mark obliged and the three of us had incredible phone sex. Nicole and I took more dirty pictures in the tub, sending them to Mark, who responded in kind. Pictures of my husband’s brilliant erection flooded our phones.
“I miss that dick.” I moaned sitting on the side of the tub as Nicole licked my sweet spot. Mark ended the conversation after he finished with promises to have his way with us upon our return. He left us to our drunken fun. We greatly missed his presence in that moment. Nicole provided me with enough stimulation for two orgasms. I tried to control the volume of my moans but her fingers and mouth were marvelous. She tenderly washed my body and I reciprocated, enjoying the look of drunken happiness on my beloved’s face.
The bed was calling and we slipped beneath the covers. I forced Nicole’s legs apart turning the tables, making her come. I loved her pleas for mercy, which I completely ignored, while sucking, licking, and teasing her relentlessly. She did her best to keep the volume low but a few noisy responses escaped her lips.
“Ah Eva, baby that feels so damn good.” She whined while I worked. The soft unintelligible mews let me know my woman was coming, hard. I looked at Nicole, still writhing from her orgasm before retreating to the bathroom. The warm washcloth was used to wipe off Nicole who was grateful.
She gave a loud sigh, “Thank you. I do not think my legs work. You are so good to me baby.”
“I learned from you baby,” I replied. Nicole snuggled up into my arms and I felt her body shudder a little.
“Baby, what’s the matter?” I asked as my drunken haze was temporarily replaced with worry. I could see a few tears fall down her cheeks and alarm set in.
“It’s nothing baby, I just love you so much Eva,” she cried trying to cover her tears with her long brown silky hair. I moved the hair from her face wiping away tears.
“I love you too Nicole. Sweetheart, I need you,” I reassured her as she continued to cry. In that moment my strong dancer girlfriend was completely vulnerable. The loss of her previous relationship and the danger this relationship presented weighed heavily on my beloved. I covered her face in wild kisses until she began to laugh again. When I was sure she was smiling I explained, “You get to be happy Nicole. You do not have to worry about this ending. Mark and I want you around for a long time. You do make us better Nicole.”
And while my explanation brought a fresh round of tears from both of us, they were happy tears. Falling asleep wrapped up in her long legs was the best part of my night. I woke up before Nicole, grabbing my laptop I went into the living room to write. I worked on a new story grateful for no hangover after last night’s drinking binge, courtesy of Anderson.
“Good morning Eva,” Shantell said softly.
“Good morning Shantell,” I replied with equal softness. Shantell began the process of making coffee while I typed away lost in my thoughts.
“Look I can’t for the life of me imagine doing this to my family but if this is what you and Mark want then I have no right to object.”
“I do not need your approval Shantell. I thought I did yesterday but it turns out that I do not. Your disapproval did not make me want to end things with Nicole. That let’s me know how strong my love is for her. Hearing Mark defend our relationship was just the icing on the cake. While I know this relationship is unorthodox, I really do not care to keep defending it. It’s between my family and that’s where I should have left it.”
“We have already experienced that but believe it or not my kids real friends parent’s seem to be letting our reputation before Nicole remain prevalent. We had a sit down with their parents to reassure them. Funny how people we haven’t known for twenty years had their reservations but in the end they either stayed or went.”
“Damn Eva! I do not see how you can just do this to your family?”
“Trust me you do not want to know the Eva that has to get over Nicole or the Mark for that matter. You do not think we tried everything in our power to rid ourselves of these feelings? Well we did and in the end we realized we truly love Nicole. She makes our family whole and it’s not just about sex. She truly is an amazing person.”
“It seems all about sex. I mean we could hear the two of you giggling and moaning all night. It sounded like you had Mark in the room.” Shantell scoffed at the thought of being with a woman in that way.
“Well duh Shantell, of course there is a sexual component. However I am not asking you or anyone else to drink the Kool-Aid. Like I said earlier, I could not see myself with any other woman. The thought just does nothing for me but with Nicole it is so different. I see all this inner and outer beauty along with this wonderful personality. She just does something to me,” I said shivering for dramatic effect. “I love making love to her and watching her with Mark.”
“I just do not think I could watch Craig with another woman and not go berserk.”
“I normally feel that way and now I am even more jealous where Mark is concerned. But with Nicole there is no jealousy, I feel only love watching them two. We make a good trio.” I tried not to sound like a weird Hallmark card but I was feeling sentimental defending our relationship.
“I am too jealous to even think that way,” Shantell added.
“You do know that my relationship with Mark and Nicole is not intended to be a reflection of any of your relationships. I am not asking any of you to join the Polyamory train of madness. I just wanted to share this important part of my life with my friends.”
“There is a name for this besides threesome?” Shantell asked seriously.
“Yes, but threesome just implies sex. Polyamory implies love and relationships.”
“A woman though Eva, why not another man?” Shantell giggled as she thought Craig, her husband, would kill her first.
“Um have you met Mark? Besides he was not too keen on Nicole in the beginning. It wasn’t until he spent some real time with her that he saw what I did in her. Mark still tried to deny it until he realized it was fruitless. We just love having her with us.” I blushed as I think of our time together.
“Can I just say that while I disagree it is your decision? I want to keep my best friend even if her life just turned into an episode of Real Sex.” Shantell replied with her arms extended. I hugged her happily and she recoiled.
“Down girl, I am only into Nicole the seven of you are very, very safe.”
“How is that possible? You actually touch girl parts,” Shantell exclaimed, shuddering at the thought.
“Only her sweet delectable girl parts,” I replied. “And she is very sweet.”
Shantell threw a couch pillow at me and she mimes vomiting. She gave me a quizzical look before asking, “Does Mark, uh you know go all the way with her?”
“Yes he has sex with her, with or without me. I love how they are together, plus it is so freaking hot to watch.”
“Oh no!” Shantell squealed covering her face. “I am just too jealous for that.”
“I thought I would snatch her bald and Mark was so nervous at first. Now it is just hot to see him get so into it or to have her watch us. It is so nice to have someone to talk to that understands this relationship. I love just laying on the couch watching a movie with her in my arms or with Mark’s strong arms around me.”
“I would kill Charles before I could watch a woman with him,” Amy chimed in. Instantly she bent to give me a hug. I could see the look on her face was confusion mixed with a bit of regret. Before long we are talking and I feel Nicole’s eyes peer from the bedroom at me. I motion for her to join me on the couch.
“We saw you two in the club last night. It was weird to see you so enamored with each other. And then to see you with that old dude, it was just weird.” Amy added.
Nicole took my hand, sitting next to me. “Anderson was a perfect gentleman. Thanks to him, Nicole and I won big at the crap tables last night. Amy, we are in love.”
Amy frowned as she tossed her long blond hair back. The thought of being with another woman and her husband was too much to consider.
“So have you always been gay? And what about Mark?” Amy turned to Nicole with a quizzical expression that immediately evaporated to a smile. Even though it only appeared as if Nicole washed her face and perhaps brushed her teeth, wearing shorts and a tank top, she was still so gorgeous. Nicole had an immediate effect on people, male or female, gay or straight.
“I have always known I was bi-sexual but I have never been with a couple before. I was engaged to a man over a year ago, that didn’t work out.” Nicole explained as I gently held her hand. “I love Mark and Eva equally.”
“I am wondering why no one had a hissy fit when Cordelia came out of the closet? I am not even out of the closet, just hanging around the closet. I am only interested in Nicole, no other woman. Mark and I have this amazing life and she fits into it. Is there something else I am missing?”
Amy and Shantell gave a slight shrug as they exchanged glances.
“It’s just you have been married forever. You and Mark have this amazing relationship, that gives the rest of us hope,” Shantell finally admitted. “Beside Cordelia is Cordelia, that wasn’t a shocker.”
“So what are you trying to say Shantell?” Cordelia interrupted pushing Shantell playfully. “I do not see any thing wrong with inviting a beautiful woman to spice up a marriage with an ugh, man.” Cordelia was sure to wink in Nicole’s direction as we all laughed.
I threw my hands up exasperated. “There was nothing boring about my marriage when I met Nicole. Mark and I was still fucking probably four times or more per week. Adding Nicole just put sex in the stratosphere. I can’t stress this enough we weren’t looking for anything. Aside from sex we just have so much fun together.”
“How do you find time to fuck four times a week?” Shantell questioned pulling a face. Amy’s face registered pure shock.
“My husband is an amazing lover in the bedroom, laundry room, bathroom, or family room or Tahoe,” I laughed. “Plus we are just really into each other.” Nicole shook her head to the affirmative beaming that bedazzling smile.
“Do you really enjoy sex with Mark or are you just going through the motions to be with Eva,” Cordelia wondered aloud. That might be worth it in her book.
Nicole laughed and responded quickly. “I really do love sex with Mark. He definitely knows how to please a woman.”
She pretended to fan herself as Cordelia snorted with disgust. I pulled Nicole closer to me and inadvertently kissed her as my friends cringed.
“Oops sorry, habit,” I responded shrugging.
“Aren’t you worried that if they get bored you will be black history?” Shantell pulled from her wealth of questions. Nicole’s face became much more serious. “I guess I just have to stay amazing and interesting so that they never get bored with me.”
“You have a lot to lose if this doesn’t work out. So I’m going to give you my card,” Cordelia said giving a business card to Nicole. I flicked the card away and shook my head. Everyone started laughing as they continued to beat us down with questions.
“You just do not see how wrong this is Eva. Make jokes all you want, you are truly hurting your kids with this person,” Amber sniffed, interrupting their laughter.
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br /> “I am sorry this bothers you so much Amber. The great thing is I am doing this with my life and while I appreciate your concern for my kids, you need not worry. We are not ashamed of our relationship with Nicole. Instead of sneaking behind their back we are upfront with them. I know this is rather unorthodox but we can’t help how we feel. Besides we are not exposing them to daily trauma,” I said holding off on my complete line of thoughts.
Amy, Shantell, and Cordelia shrank back as they knew where my thought process was going. While Amber had grown considerably and was a wonderful teacher she still loved to publicly argue and fight with her husband, insisting it kept the passion. We all felt it was not a good example for their two kids to witness there heated arguments and fights on a daily basis. The fire in my Latino friend’s eyes was prevalent as she spoke.
“Jose and I arguing is a far cry from one of your kids walking in on you eating some home wrecker’s pussy.”
“I try to only eat her pussy when the kids are in school or when we are in Atlantic City,” I retorted. This sent up a few stifled giggles and gags as Amber’s anger went through the roof. Nicole directed a kiss at me that I accepted. Cordelia scooted over to us as if she was next. Her efforts to lighten the mood enraged Amber more.
“That’s just disgusting. Poor Mark is probably going along with this to keep you happy. He has spent the last 18 years trying to keep you happy and this is how you repay a good man?” Amber contested bitterly as if she really felt sorry for my husband. I on the other hand tried not to blurt out about Mark going balls deep in Nicole and loving every minute. If I didn’t know better the satisfied look on Nicole’s face indicated she was remembering the same thing.
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