Jon knew that I had slept with other women on occasion when we first met. He didn’t have a problem with it and actually asked if he could watch on a regular basis, as all guys fantasize about watching two women. It’s as natural breathing for them to ask if they can watch. If you ask them, they don’t know why they like it, but they do. Now ask them to watch two guys and they turn completely homophobic. But it’s ok to watch two women.
Everything in the relationship with Jon was pretty decent as man-woman relationships go. We had our fights but we always worked things out eventually.
Jon knew about my friend Kate being a lesbian. She was quite vocal about her aversion to men and her lifestyle. Jon eventually became good friends with Kate but didn’t realize that her and I talked just about every day and tried to make plans to get together on a regular basis.
Jon was busy with his job as a college professor and a debate coach to have much time to get together during the time school was in session, so I had lots of time on my hands to do as I pleased while he was off traveling from tournament to tournament. Kate often stayed at my apartment for the weekend while he was away and it really never came up in conversation that we saw each other on a regular basis. She lived about 2 hours away in the southern part of the state and I was closer to the urban center where the gay scene was, so she would come up to my apartment and we’d either hang out or she’d meet up with friends she knew up here. She had her own key to my place and was welcome to my spare room anytime she needed it.
We would frequently get together as a group because we had the same friends thanks to working for Aaron Yentaman’s campaign for Governor on the Libertarian party ticket. In fact, that’s how we all met.
One night we had a birthday party at my house for another one of our friends, Tom. We all had a little too much to drink and Kate and I were openly flirting just to fool around. We had never done anything together and it was all a joke.
Kate patted my ass as she walked past me to get a bottle of homemade ale from the fridge. I looked at her and smiled the same big smile that’s usually reserved for Jon when I know I’m going to get some loving from him.
“OOO baby.” I said. Jon tuned into what was going on across the kitchen from him and I think his jaw hit the kitchen counter when Kate kissed me on the lips and I kissed back. She got the beer and went back to the family room with everyone else.
“What was THAT?” he demanded.
“What was what?” I said, knowing exactly what he meant.