There are points in your life when a single decision can drastically alter the path it takes, often in directions that you had never imagined. When my fiancé Katie was riding my cock one evening and chose just seconds before I came to ask if I'd ever considered a more open relationship, I should have known it was one of those moments.
When I'd finished and was able to carry on a conversation again I was honestly surprised to find that I wasn't angry but rather a whole list of potential hookups at the university where I was doing research were running through my head. Without considering where it might lead I gave her a sly smile.
"Someone's found someone interesting, have they?"
I was surprised to see a blush color her cheeks to match the strawberry blonde hair that had first caught my eye when we met. I could have sworn that her cute pink nipples hardened to little nubs. Laughing, I rolled over and started tickling her mercilessly.
"I knew it! You've already got someone in mind, you little trollop!"
Squealing with laughter she escaped to the bathroom of the tiny apartment my research grant afforded us and talked through the door as she did whatever mysterious post coital ritual she always engaged in.
"Okay, okay. You got me. I didn't know how you'd react and was a little afraid to say anything. I didn't expect you to take it so well..." Peeking her head out of the door she asked, "You are taking it well, right"?
"Well your timing's a little odd but I guess if you wanted to catch me with my defenses down that was the time to do it. Can't say I've thought about it but if you feel like spicing things up a little I guess it could be fun."
She stepped out of the bathroom and I smiled as I looked at my girl: 5'3, shoulder length reddish blond hair, pale skin, a petite but athletic body with nice b-cup breasts and strawberry nipples. Maybe it was the relaxation of having just had sex but I didn't feel the slightest worry about losing her and could only think of all the cute English department undergrads just aching for an experimental three way. We had a few months before I finished my thesis and got the postdoc research position at the Mauna Kea Observatory so it was the perfect time to fool around a bit.
"That's great, honey. Michael wants to meet up tomorrow night to be sure you're going to be ok with it."
And with those words, my life changed irrevocably.
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Katie wanted to get to the club a little early to be sure to get a booth which gave us plenty of time to talk.
"So tell me about this guy."
"Oh he's just this business undergrad I met while doing TA and tutoring the Lit 101 requirement. He's a flirt and a total horndog but never pushed it too far. About as bright as you'd expect from someone whose goal in life is to go into sales but he'd better be going into the porn industry because the man has a one track mind. Some of the poetry interpretations he came up with probably made Professor Dalis burn out the batteries in her vibrator," she said with a laugh. "Nothing but sex, giant penises and oceans of semen which I guess is about right for Lit 101."
"So why now? That was months ago."
"I ran into him again the other day while getting coffee. We spent a few minutes catching up and he made his interest pretty clear. Asked if we were still together and worked open relationships into the conversation. He's pretty sly. What really clinched it for me was that he made a point to bump into me again yesterday morning and asked if he'd gotten lucky and we'd split up the night before. It was nice to have someone so obviously interested. You should have seen his face when I said I'd talk to you about it, like he won his first big sale. So how's the work going, I've noticed the "physics frown" a lot more recently?"
I noticed the deflection but got caught up talking about the issues I'd been having with my thesis. I'd completely lost track of the time when she interrupted me.
"There he is."
I checked my watch and he was almost a half hour late. There was no apology, no excuse, and no acknowledgement that he wasn't anything but exactly on time. He simply strolled up and with no introduction gave Katie a peck on the cheek.
"Hey babe, let's hit the floor. Looks like you got purse duty, bro," he said with a wink.
I had to admit that he was good looking and obviously spent a lot of time in the gym but he immediately rubbed me the wrong way. I never understood what girls found so attractive in assholes but Michael certainly seemed to fit the bill in that respect. He could really dance but he was obviously checking out other women and Katie had to reach up and physically turn his head back to her more than once. But she was laughing while she did it so I guess it was part of the game.
It was strange watching him put his hands on her while they danced but I was expecting a little jealousy and reminded myself that it was just in fun. She was equally possessive while dancing, interposing herself between him and any girl who happened to take too much of an interest and frequently touched his chest and arms. They were like night and day; where Katie was small and pale he was easily 6'2, tanned and with the body of an athlete. He dressed pretty well and I could see he'd have no trouble getting girls so it was actually a little flattering he was chasing after mine.
A few drinks later I could start to see why she was attracted to him. He spent most of the time talking about either himself or laying compliments on Katie but he didn't seem to be a bad guy. He was funny and disarming, even stroked my ego about the work I was doing. Even though he was probably 23 at the oldest he was pretty smooth and I could tell he was going to do well in sales. I'd just gotten off on the wrong foot due to the weirdness of the situation.
After a couple more rounds and some conversation Michael turned to Katie.
"So you ready for the main event?"
"Oh I'm more than ready" she said with a smile and a wink. "You ready to go, David" she asked.
I just rolled my eyes a little.
"Your place or mine, babe?" He asked. "I gotta to warn you though, mine's a dump and my roommates are dicks."
"Mine then," Katie said with a laugh.
Michael offered to follow me and have Katie ride with him but Katie playfully accused him of wanting to get a head start and opted to ride with me. Hearing that Michael leaned down and said something to her I couldn't hear. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he kissed her so long and hard that when it broke she looked stunned for a moment before walking over to our car.
"David thanks for being so patient. I know this is weird and Michael can be a little..."
"Bit of an asshole?" I filled in.
"I know, but you have to admit he's easy on the eyes. Oh, don't worry Sweetie. If anything you should feel better. It's not like I'm going to run away with some muscle-bound business school undergrad. He's just for a little fun. Don't think I haven't seen you eyeing other girls" she said with a smile, putting me back at ease.
"He may be an asshole but he can really kiss," she said wistfully.
Back at our apartment I was pretty nervous but could tell that Katie was excited. Her face was a little flushed and I thought her nipples were going to cut through the thin club dress she was wearing. Michael, however, seemed even more at ease and in his element.
"You sure you're ready for this?" Michael asked.
Katie kissed me on the cheek before replying. "Absolutely, you have no idea how ready. Do you want David to leave?"
"Actually babe, that was more a question for him. But if he's cool he can stay. I just want to make sure he's cool. Let's see you strip."
Michael pushed the coffee table out of the way as Katie turned on some generic music stream and walked to center of the room. Her eyes never leaving him, she started slowly peeling her clothes off and I made a mental note to have her do that more often when it was just the two of us.
His eyes never leaving the show being put on for him, Michael put a hand on my shoulder and slowly squeezed to the point where it began to hurt before quietly speaking to me.
"You're going to be cool with this, right bro? I don't want you freaking out on me once we get going because I don't want to have to lay you out in front of your girl. You can stay and watch or strip down and pretend like you're going to be a part of this but, the fact is, it's a one man show. I'm going to fuck that hot little bitch like she's never been fucked before and when I'm done she's going to beg me to do it whenever I want."
With that he slowly but inexorably pushed me to sit down in one of the chairs facing the couch and the show in progress. I was too stunned to say anything as Katie finished her striptease and Michael walked over to stand in front of her.
"Dave is going to stay and watch, babe. He said I was so hot he might have to strip down and try to steal me for himself. Isn't that right, Dave?"
Katie looked up at him with an evil smile and said "well then I guess I'll have to make sure I make you too happy to think about my boy over there."
"No worries about that babe," he said as he pulled his shirt over his head revealing a torso that would put an Abercrombie & Fitch ad to shame.
"Wow" she giggled as she ran her hands over his chest and abs pausing to lean forward and licked one of his nipples.
