I didn't figure it out until last week, more than 20 years later.
At the time Macey was a new girlfriend, 19 and adventurous with already a wild past. We were just getting started and I was not yet privy to her stories and her curious streak. Later that summer and into the next year I would learn more about her, but did not put the facts of that night together because I moved on to my next girlfriend, now my wife of 20 plus years. It wasn't until my wife and I started to explore erotic events and memories that I even thought about it, and then it was right in front of me.
So this is a story about a night when my new girlfriend had two lovers, a one-time previous lover and a stranger. It was a night where I was absent for the action, but I can tell you the events occurred this way based on what I know about Macey and what she later told me. If this is intriguing to you, read on. I promise you I have the facts right.
Macey was home in Dallas for the summer after her freshman year at Brown. I was in graduate school and we met through mutual friends and quickly became lovers. Macey was easy to be around, attractive, dark, and perhaps fifteen pounds overweight. This made her slacks tight but her curves soft, and with her clothes off it made her seem both vulnerable and confidant at the same time.
About a week after we started sleeping together, she told me a guy she knew from Brown was driving through to his grandparent's house in Oklahoma City. "He's a good guy. His name's Gavin. He's from Boston, and Dallas will be his last stop."
Dallas is not on the way to Oklahoma City, but I honestly had my radar all the way off.
"Let's have dinner together."
"Sure" I said.
This dinner date was for the next night, a Wednesday. The hardest part of my work schedule that summer was mid-week, and I had a seven a.m. start Thursday, so I did not plan to stay out late, nor could I have stayed awake (normally) given the crazy hours I was working. I picked Macy up at seven at her parent's house and drove on to the restaurant. She dressed for the summer heat, wearing a thin white halter-top and a medium length black cotton skirt with strap sandals. Sexy enough, but plain. I didn't think we would spend the night together anyway, so I didn't fantasize.
"Gavin's driving with a friend."
"Know him?"
"No, he's from Gavin's hometown."
We had a great dinner together. Gavin and Jeff. These boys were 19 and off for the summer. I was 23 and working my ass off. After dinner and several drinks Macey said, "Let's stay up all night!" I was in no shape to do so. I knew I needed to crash soon. Later I figured out this was an invitation, and I RSVP'd the wrong way!
"Macey, if you're going to party that hard I gotta leave it with you. Gavin can drop you home." Radar off. I said goodnight to all and went home to sleep.
I saw her next a few days later and we had a normal date and a nice night together.
As the summer went on we discovered rampant eroticism in each other. We would tell stories while we made love. I would speak of having two women together or tell her specifics about a night in college with a lover and a friend. We would run down "what ifs" concerning our past. She told me "My best friend in high school and I spent the night out at my boyfriend's house and we swapped boyfriends in the same room." We would go at it harder. She would wait until I couldn't stand it anymore and say "Then we swapped back. What if you were there?"
She had had a female lover at school, an exchange student named Sigrid from Austria. She would describe making love to her while we made love, and then kiss me hard, slurring through the kiss "you can taste her pussy on my mouth." So the summer went.
One night she told me that the only other adventure she had ever had was with Gavin and another guy at school (not Jeff, we had both met him for the first time that night at dinner). That was the key piece of information I did not think of until last week.
So here is my tale. Or really, their tale.