How is it that some guys get lucky with women all the time? For Burt Olsen, luck has nothing to do with it. In The Floating Threesome he figured out a perfect way to persuade lots of women to have sex. We discover how it all concludes in Chapter 11.
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We stayed at Maddy's house the night before the cruise. I'd been living there for a few weeks, and Taylor wanted to be with us on the last day before we departed. We knew the boat. We knew each other. Soon we'd know how we'd get along during a lengthy trip on
Vanguard
. We loaded our luggage on the boat, then went back to Maddy's and ordered a pizza. It would be the last carry-out pizza we'd have for a while.
Our sponsors were paying for a big party to celebrate our departure. Several members of the media said they'd attend, including mainstream outlets with no connection to the sailing industry. Two of Miami's TV stations would be there. I'm convinced that a big part of the reason we were getting so much attention was because Maddy was involved.
The folks who cover sports liked the idea of an Olympian who retires from competition and becomes a sailor who wants to demonstrate how fast an advanced new catamaran could zip around the Caribbean. We took a lot of them on a pre-cruise media tour, and they all made sure they got lots of photos and video of Maddy controlling the boat from the captain's chair.
They took a lot of pictures of Taylor, too. They took a lot of pictures of the three of us together. Nobody came right out and asked if we were all romantically involved, but I could tell that Taylor had been correct. The notion that the
Vanguard
was a floating threesome did attract attention to the cruise.
"I've been thinking about our relationship," Taylor said after the pizza was gone.
"I'm clear about my feelings. I know I love you both. I know I want our romance to continue. But I don't think I'm ready to move in with you both.
"I worked really hard to get my apartment, and I don't want to give it up. Not yet. It's nice here in the suburbs, but I like living downtown. I've never lived with anybody but my parents. It feels like a very big step. I want to see how we get along during the cruise. Maybe I'll change my mind then, but at the moment I'd like things to remain the way they are now."
"You are welcome here any time," Maddy said. "Burt and I are very happy, but we'd be happier if you were here every night and every day."
"I feel the same," I said. For myself, I loved waking up next to Maddy. Every morning, I'd roll over in bed and see that lovely face smiling at me. She was a good influence. Maddy ate like an elite athlete, so I did too. She worked out every day, so I did too. We went to bed early and got up early. That night's pizza dinner was an indulgence we didn't make often.
"Now that you two have lived together for a while, how's it going?" Taylor asked.
"I love everything about it," I said. "It's like a honeymoon that never ends. We wish you were here with us all the time, but you come over often enough to keep that part of our relationship strong."
"I feel the same way, but I do have questions about it," Maddy said. "I've never even had a steady boyfriend, and you're the first woman I've been intimate with. Living here with Burt feels like I'm jumping ahead several steps. Most relationships take longer to get to where we are now.
"Sometimes I wonder if I'm more in love with you two or with the fact that I'm getting laid so often. It's wonderful having sex every single day. Wonderful. I had no idea how much I was missing all those years when I devoted every part of my life to competitions. It makes me feel so good that I wonder if that's the main reason I want this."
"You say that like it's a bad thing," I said.
"Men are dogs," Taylor said.
"I have lived with women before," I said. "I lived with my college girlfriend for more than a year. My ex-wife and I lived together for a little over three years. From what I remember, what I have here with Maddy is a lot better than either of those relationships. I feel completely comfortable with you, Maddy. I feel the same with you, too, Taylor. I feel sure I could spend the rest of my life with you."
"Well, maybe you will," Taylor said. "I just want to take things slower. Baby steps. Living together is a big deal. I need more time to wrap my head around it."
"Take all the time you want," Maddy said. "We aren't going anywhere."
Jack and Mary volunteered to spend the night before the cruise on
Vanguard
. He said they wanted to do it because we loaded it with our luggage and supplies, and he wanted to make sure they were present to discourage thieves and vandals. But that wasn't true. They just wanted to spend a night on the boat they'd built together.
It was usually Taylor who decided when we had sex. The conversation had begun to lag when Taylor stood up, reached out to take our hands, and led us to the bedroom. Over the last few weeks threesomes had become completely natural to all of us. Most of the time, Maddy was the focus of our attention. We knew she had less sexual experience, and it made Taylor and I want to make sure she always felt special.
But I was about to discover things would be different. Maddy and Taylor talked about it, and they decided that I'd be the center of attention on the night before our departure.
That was fine with me. More than fine.
They worked together to help me out of my clothes and have me lay down in the middle of Maddy's big bed. Maddy laid down on my right and Taylor laid down on my left. They took turns kissing me and running their hands over my chest and abdomen. I was hard after about a nanosecond.
Maddy moved down and sucked my cock between her lips. I would never forget that day a few weeks ago when Taylor taught Maddy how to give a blowjob. Maddy had been practicing a lot, and I'd never been with a woman who was a better cocksucker. Being competitive was such an ingrained part of Maddy's nature that she challenged herself to master the art of deepthroat. I felt her suck the head of my cock deep in her throat. I reached down and stroked Maddy's hair. She was completely unlike any woman I'd known.
Of course, that was equally true of Taylor. It was never as easy to know how she felt. Taylor was so good at making people feel special that I always wondered if what she said and did represented her true feelings. But I'd grown to feel more secure about Taylor. It seemed that she dropped all pretense as we all became more intimate. She liked to remind us that she'd never been in love before, and it was new territory for her. I felt sure it was territory she was happy to explore.
Taylor got up on one elbow, took one breast in hand, and guided it to my mouth. "I need something from you. I need it," she said as she put her nipple between my lips. I sucked it into my mouth and gently licked it with my tongue. Taylor had very sensitive nipples. She loved it when I sucked, licked and nibbled her breasts, and she got particularly excited when I worked on one breast while Maddy worked on the other.
