At home, my wife Maggie was giving herself as a 'fucktoy' to my big-dicked co-worker Stan. Before me sat her and my best friend Julia, lovely Julia with whom I share a mutual attraction with after she has told me that I can have her tonight. We were essentially on a date. Despite all of that, our dinner conversation was kept pretty light. Because it was Julia and my comfort level with her being what it was, it was easy to forget everything hanging over me.
We talked about the latest Marvel movie and music we were both listening to. She was telling me about her work (she worked at the same hospital and in the same unit as Maggie). There was no awkwardness between us. It was Julia. And then it occurred to me that I would finally be getting to see her naked tonight.
Here's the reality- most guys when they meet a woman in a certain age range to them consider what that woman might look like naked. We're visual creatures. When you establish a longer term friendship with a woman you are not in a romantic relationship with, you often suppress that urge to see them naked, but it's usually still there if you find them attractive. Just under the surface. You don't want to betray the woman you love, so if you're a decent guy you don't act on it. And you don't want to damage your friendship either.
But imagine the guardrails get lifted. Your significant other says it's ok. The other woman wants it and lets you know she does. What then? I felt like I was being granted a fantastic gift by these two women. But then the doubt and concerns creeped back in. What if this changes your relationship with either or even both women? I had visions of losing Maggie. I had visions of disappointing Julia. I even had visions of having both of them all of the time.
"Oh shit. I've lost you, haven't I?" Julia asked.
I realized that I had drifted into my own thoughts and had stopped talking with her.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I just... I got thinking..."
"About me, I hope?"
I blushed, "Yes."
"You do find me attractive, don't you? I'm not misreading some lingering looks, am I?"
"No. I mean yes, Julia. I've always been attracted to you," I stammered.
"I know. That is a bit of what has made it frustrating. Good people aren't supposed to act on those feelings when someone is in a relationship. Maggie's like a sister to me. Oh, that's weird to say. You know-" she said, suddenly cutting herself off.
"What?"
"Ugh. Alright. I hope Maggie's not pissed I'm telling you this but... when I got her away from Jim we... well we kind of ended up in a sexual relationship. We had always teased each other a bit and flirted with the idea of getting it on. In trying to help her get back on the straight and narrow and focused on school, we went for it. It wasn't like we were in love- that was never a thing. But for about four months we were either attending classes, eating, or eating each other out."
I was speechless.
"Yeah. It just kind of ended because we knew neither of us was really a lesbian and we kind of decided to chill out about it because we didn't want it to get weird or mess up our friendship."
"Wow," was still all I could muster to say.
"I know."
"Have you two ever... been together since then."
"Just once. Let's just say you didn't need to worry about her with another guy on the night of her bachelorette party."
My eyebrows went up. She blushed.
