I Want Her To Know What Love Is C17

The rest of Bobbi's family meets Sonia and Rooster and Sonia's previous career comes out. Those details out of the way, Sonia explains how to keep your spouse's interest so they never hire a hooker, and have fun doing it. The families spend Thanksgiving together and have a good time. Tommy and Belinda learn something they weren't supposed to. This chapter contains, oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex, sex toys, sexual descriptions and group sex. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his editorial assistance. This is a copyrighted work of intellectual property and is not to be copied, altered or published anywhere, in any form, without the author's written permission. © Copyright 2025

I Want Her to Know What Love Is, Ch 17

Bobbi's Family Learns More

I had time to do my run before Maya showed up at my door. She was chatting with Benson when I came in for my breakfast.

"What's up, Maya?"

"Me. Way, way up. I can safely say I'm not going to miss sex with Greg. That was the most amazing week of sex I ever had, and that was even before Sandy showed up on Friday. How's things with your two babes?"

"Good, with a slight hitch. Bobbi decided to move in, and we met her parents last night for dinner, but it turns out her parents had hired Sonia once, one of her brothers purchased more than a handful of blow jobs, and the sister is engaged to another plumber in the company, and he's been with Sonia a couple of times. Although that seems to have preceded the engagement. We're invited to their house for Thanksgiving. Benson, I've got Eva's phone number. I'd like you to call her and offer some help with the meal."

"Of course, sir, or Rooster, I should say."

"Her parents! Bobbi's parents hired Sonia!" Maya exclaimed.

"I thought that the dad, Dan, might possibly recognize her since his route home every night took him past Sonia's street corner, but it went a little further than I anticipated. Husband and wife wanted to try a threesome, so there it is."

"Bobby, how do you seem so calm about that?" Maya asked.

"If I can get past Greg boinking Sonia on a regular basis, I can get past relative strangers. It is what it is. Should I have a good cry?"

"Do you cry? I don't think I ever saw you cry, even when you were getting picked on constantly."

"I cried, but I never let anyone else see me cry. That would have made it worse."

"So we shouldn't expect you for Thanksgiving this year?"

"Not this year. I'm hoping to set something up for Christmas at my place so everyone can meet. Everyone's moving into my place that weekend, so my place was out for Thanksgiving. Other than the sex, how did things go with Alex?"

"Good. He's a real sweetheart. I'm halfway in love with him already, and I barely know the guy. Of course, even his virtual dates tended to be off the charts. Here's your keys." She passed them across the table. "Do you think this thing with Sonia and Bobbi will work out?"

"I'm hopeful. It's hard to say, though. I never had any relationship last longer than three months, so I have no experience with long term romances. We seem to mesh together, we don't seem to be jealous of any of the others. We seem to communicate well, which would be a crucial skill we need to make it work. I think we're playing it by ear, but it looks good for now."

"After you announced what you were doing, Sandy, Alex and I talked this weekend about whether we should try something similar. I think we all had some interest, but we didn't decide anything. I guess I was worried about jumping from a monogamous marriage into a semi-permanent threesome. It's a complete 180 from our parents and my pre-Greg expectations, to something that wasn't even on my radar a month ago."

"Understandable, Maya. I never really thought about it either, until Sonia suggested it. I mean, I enjoyed the sex, but now we're talking about something much bigger than three people in a bed. I spent some time researching it, nerd, you know, and this is what I found out.

"Research suggests that polys have less dissatisfaction and conflict than monos. They report higher levels of satisfaction and fulfillment than their mono counterparts. That balances with monos feeling more security and stability than polys. All of the poly respondents report more open communication and emotional intimacy than most monos and demonstrate better communication skills. They have to negotiate with more complex relationships, so they have to maintain open communication with everyone. Monos tend to experience more jealousy and possessiveness, but I believe most of that is because polys expect to share their partners, and monos don't, so they experience more jealousy if they perceive their partner is paying attention to someone else.

"Roughly twenty percent of Americans have participated at some point with consensual non-monogamy, but only five percent are practicing polyamory it at any one time. Actual rates of infidelity are lower in poly relationships, because they are practicing a form of approved or authorized non-fidelity, so have less reason to seek partners outside the relationship. Polys tend to focus on emotional connections and intimacy instead of sexual exclusivity. They actually express more intimacy with their primary partners than most monos, which flies against what most monos think.

"Now, I can get behind more emotional intimacy, and open communication with my partners and it also means that I have to work to provide a sense of security and stability to my partners because that may be where they feel most vulnerable. I'll have to work at that, balance their needs and expectations. But let me ask you this. Even when you were happiest with Greg, and didn't realize he was cheating on you, did he seem to offer you everything you hoped for in a relationship. Were there one or two girlfriends you depended on to provide certain types of emotional or intellectual stimulation that you weren't getting with Greg?"

Maya thought about that. "I'd have to say that's true, especially because he was gone a lot, on 'sales calls'."

"It wasn't physical, but they did give you something that Greg didn't."

"Yes."

"I would think that poly relationships would tend to fill some of those gaps that one person just can't meet, no matter who it is and what's lacking. By having more than one partner, filling all of your emotional and intellectual needs becomes easier, even if someone else can give you all the physical sex you want. Those extra partners may need or want something from you in return, and that may very well be sex, or it may be some connection they need. Let's face it, Sandy understands what it is to be a woman, and she knows that better than Alex or I will ever know. She will get you as a woman more than anyone can.

"But now you have to work to provide all of the missing pieces to Sandy-Alex, and Alex has to fill the missing parts of Sandy-Maya. You have to get good at communication, which is something you never had with Greg. I know that's not all your fault, because he wasn't sharing a hell of a lot of his life outside your marriage, but you either didn't have a lot of questions about his time away from home, or he lied his fucking ass off, and you believed all of his bullshit."

"Oh, I definitely didn't ask enough questions. I realized that when you started asking me about his co-workers, his paychecks, the general work nonsense that everyone else has to go through. I was fat, dumb and happy, although I realize now, I wasn't as happy as I thought I was. I knew I was missing parts of his life, but I didn't care enough to ask. That's my fault." She paused. "Have you told Mom what you're going to be doing?"

"Not yet. I figured there wasn't any point unless I knew for sure it was going to happen, and last night was the first I was convinced we were all in a hundred percent."

"What do you think she'll say?"

"I think you know as well as I do what she'll say. It's not what she had with Dad, and anything outside that framework, she'll have a bone or two to pick. She might think it's all Sonia's fault, that I wouldn't be doing it if I wasn't marrying her."

"Would you?"

"I don't know. I didn't want to marry anyone before Sonia, so chances are, I'd still be flitting from woman to woman, and never putting down roots. The fact I want to put down two, is better than none, in my opinion. She'll finally get her grandkids, so that should make her happy."

"Will you have kids with Bobbi?"

"We haven't discussed it, but I'm not opposed to the idea. I don't know if she wanted more than two. I don't know what anyone else thinks of it."

"So, you're going to do it regardless of what Mom thinks?"

"It's my life, not Mom's. I'm not telling her what to do, and when I hit eighteen, she lost the right to tell me what to do. Although I value her opinion, she is not making my rules. We've already spoken to the kids about it, and they seem happy. They might be the only reason this gets derailed, so we need to make sure the kids see it as good for them."

"Do you think Greg can get custody of my kids if I did the same thing?"

"Talk to your lawyer. It's probably iffy. No one's going to fight this on my side. Both husbands are dead and the parents seem to accept it, from what I could tell last night. I tried to convey that Bobbi would be treated like a wife in this relationship, and they can see what I'm offering before it becomes really permanent by my adopting Bobbi's kids. Does Greg know you spent the week with Alex?"

"I didn't specifically tell him, but I'm sure he had suspicions with Mom babysitting the kids for a week."

"Pay attention to Greg's attitude. I'm still not a hundred percent convinced he's not going to react negatively. He was doing something illegal, no matter what his reasons were, and how big a step is it to imagine he'd do something else illegal if he thought he could get away with it?"

"I will. My lawyer is telling me he's requesting marriage counseling."

"It wouldn't hurt to go. I don't think most marriage counselors would give him much credibility given his career choices. They hear much of what he was doing, I'm sure they can recognize counseling won't help much. But better for you, counseling might bring up pitfalls you'll need to avoid if you form a triad with Sandy and Alex. Benson, take the Sapphire today. I'll need the Genesis to start hauling boxes. Try not to get speeding tickets. It's very easy to go too fast."

"Thank you, Rooster."

"You want to stay, use the pool or something?" I asked Maya.

"No, Mom wants to go home. I should get back. I'll let you tell her what your plans are. I don't want to hear her carp about her decadent children."

I squeezed her hand and said goodbye. "I'll save my hug for after a shower. I'll talk to you later, Maya."

"Thanks again, Bobby."

"You need to get used to calling me Rooster, or you're going to confuse the rest of us," I said.

******

I went to Sonia's early enough to take her and Ann to lunch nearby, then we went to their place and I started carrying boxes to the Genesis and made one trip back to my house, where Benson had returned from his dance lessons and helped me carry everything in. The boxes were marked Sonia, Ann and Tommy, so we knew what floor to push them out of the elevator on.

The next trip, Tommy and Belinda were both back from school, and Belinda could let me into her apartment to carry things from there. Those boxes weren't marked, so I marked them myself based upon where the box was packed, Bobbi, kids, kitchen or bathroom. If the box was light enough, I let Tommy and Belinda help carry. They lived on the second floor, so I got my steps in. We left enough room in the SUV for Tommy and Belinda to ride with me. They helped get everything onto the elevator, and I showed them how to push it into the hall on the floor where the box needed to go, then go back down for more.

Benson had already taken Ann's things to their new room, and carried the boxes to Tommy's room and mine. While we were there, I had Belinda pick out which room she wanted and told her we'd wait until her Mom got off work to pick out what furniture she wanted for her new room. She picked the room next to Tommy's, which made it convenient. Bobbi's bedroom stuff went into our bedroom for the moment. While I had two huge walk-in closets, his and hers, in our bedroom, having three people in there might end up getting crowded. Fortunately, the closets in the apartment weren't all that large, so we were good for now. I wondered if the two women could share a closet. Sharing a man might be easier than sharing closet space.

On the next trip, Bobbi and Jeremy had gotten home and we just grabbed another four or five boxes from both places, loaded everyone in one of two vehicles, Bobbi's or mine, and headed back to my place, where Benson had dinner on the table. Even unloading waited for a hot meal.

Supper ended, we got the last of the boxes inside, I showed Bobbi which room Belinda picked out for herself, and she picked Jeremy's room right next to it. We now had a kids wing, including the generic kid's room. I imagined we'd use the bedroom next to that for a nursery when the time came.

Next, we adjourned to my room.

"How do you ladies want to divvy up closet space?" I asked. "I was thinking that might end up more difficult than dividing our time with each other."

They both laughed and explored the walk-ins. "This is huge," Bobbi said. "I'm not sure if the two of us can fill this thing up."

"You'll both acquire more clothes with me. I like my girls in pretty things."

"Well, I have an armoire James' parents gave to us for our wedding. Base housing had horrible closet space, so we needed it. I'd like to keep it as a remembrance of both James and them. I guess that could go on the wall over there, and that certainly adds to our closet space. Really, I think this is plenty."

Sonia stepped into my closet. "You don't need this much space for you. I could see hanging a few of our things in here if we needed it, unless you're going to go caveman on us."

"No, I don't mind sharing. I do have more room than I need."

"Are these your uniforms?" Bobbi said, joining us.

"I kept a couple of them for Unit reunions, Veteran's Day, Memorial Day and the like," I said.

"I'll bet you look so handsome in your Class A uniform," Bobbi said. "Seeing all the soldiers dressed up usually made my pussy drip. The Class C uniforms were sort of scary. That's when being a soldier hit close to home."

A tear escaped Bobbi's eye and Sonia gave her a hug, holding her for a couple minutes.

"Where do your husband's family live?" I asked.

"Iowa. James was a wrestler and we met at an all-star wrestling meet featuring wrestlers from a few surrounding states. We dated for about four months before he enlisted, long distance for most of the time, although he moved up to the Cities for a month before. After he went to basic, we figured we hated to be apart and wanted to get married, so we got hitched after Infantry school."

"Do his parents still see their grandkids?"

"They come up twice a year, and I took the kids down to see them for about a week last summer."

"Have you talked to them since deciding to join us?" I asked.

"No."

"Do you want to tell them?" Sonia asked.

"That actually scares me worse than telling my own folks," Bobbi said.

"We can invite them for Christmas or even the wedding," I said. "Think about it and let me know what you want to do. Your kids are still their grandchildren. I won't stand in the way of them having a relationship with Belinda and Jeremy."

"On another subject, have you spoken to Junior and Gordon?" Sonia asked.

"Dad did. Turns out Junior didn't have any agreement with Mandy, and Dad read him the riot act. He was cheating on her, although only for blow jobs, as that's something Mandy doesn't do, thinking it's a little 'icky'. Gordy said he quit seeing hookers when he got engaged to Carole. Apparently, my little sister didn't give up the goods until she got a ring on her finger, although they made out a lot. Gordon said he needed the blue balls relief a couple of times until they started having regular sex."

"Do they both know to keep their mouths shut around the kids?"

"I hope so. Dad said he'd tell Carole and Mandy what the two were up to if they didn't, and he told Junior he would anyway if he didn't stop getting blow jobs from hookers unless Mandy agreed."

"Do you think we should have your siblings together on Friday night to get any potential unpleasantness or discomfort out of the way before Thanksgiving," I asked. "Ann and Benson to take care of the kids at Sonia's. Maybe a meal here, for just the siblings and spouses? Hamburgers on the grill, perhaps?"

"You're not planning to tell Mandy about Junior, are you?" Bobbi asked.

"It's not my place. That's a family matter at most, and maybe something just between the two of them. I think he should come clean, but that's my opinion. They have to figure out their own relationship, and in a way, it's like what Greg did with Maya. Doing stuff without telling his wife. It's a lack of communication, or total dishonesty. By the way, Maya said today that she, Sandy and Alex talked over the weekend about doing the same as we are. Apparently, they got along great together."

"Aren't we a kinky bunch," Bobbi said. "Okay, let's do it. Get it over with, at seven, so everyone can go home and change first. I'll tell them you have a pool in case they want to swim afterwards."

"Sounds good."

"Maybe we should tell Junior to drink pineapple juice," Sonia said. "Maybe Mandy won't think blow jobs are so icky if his sperm tasted better."

"How does that come up in a conversation?" I asked, laughing.

"Girls do talk about sex," Sonia said. "Nobody else has to be in on it. I'm guessing Carole, Mandy and who's Frank's spouse?"

"Lucy," Bobbi said.

"And Lucy will all have questions for Bobbi about what she's doing. It can probably come up as a topic of conversation then, like how good Rooster tastes because he drinks pineapple juice."

I chuckled. "By the way, did you two ever decide on a honeymoon location?"

Sonia pulled out her phone. "I didn't find anything which seemed to be free sex anywhere you want, and Bobbi isn't sure about that anyway. There are a few that have like sex playrooms, or red rooms, or similar, where anything goes. But we don't really want to have sex with anyone but each other. At some of the places, swinging is encouraged, but we don't want to swing, so that didn't matter. I think the one place we both really agreed on was Hidden Beach Resort in Cancun, Mexico. It's an all inclusive, clothing optional resort, if we're feeling shy, but full nudity is allowed almost anywhere on the premises, except the gym, and some of the restaurants. They indicated most people were nude during breakfast or lunch, but some dressed for dinner. Here's the info."

She handed me her phone. There were also excursions to local cenotes and Tulum, nude snorkeling, couples massages, nude catamaran sailing, and a variety of rooms with 24 hour room service, gourmet meals and the like.

"I can live with this. I'd like to get one of the swim up junior suites. Why don't you book everything for the three of us from the sixteenth for ten days."

"Should we pack any clothes?" Sonia asked mischievously.

"I wouldn't mind going on some local excursions, including Tulum, and you can also visit the clothing required resort next door for their restaurants, and I'm sure you'll need some swimsuits for some of the activities, so we'll need some clothing besides what we wear on the plane, but we might be able to get by with one suitcase for the three of us. Feel free to take Bobbi shopping and get some fun clothing for the trip."