After visiting the gym as usual, I walked into my apartment to find Cindy enjoying a glass of wine with Emma and Georgie. Dumping my work bag near the front door as always, I grabbed a beer from the fridge before taking a seat in the living room, only after giving Cindy a very soft but lingering kiss, of course. When Emma asked where was her kiss, I smiled and kissed her and Georgie too.
“Where have you been?” Cindy asked. I was home a little later than normal.
Taking a sip of my beer to cover my smile, I glanced at her. “Ring shopping.” Cue shrieks of surprise. Cindy knew I was looking so all she did was smile at me before I added, “I haven’t bought one yet. I’m tempted to ask if you want to come with me, but then it won’t be a surprise.”
“Honestly, Mark, all I want you to do is get on your knee and propose with a ring. Long as you think it’s beautiful, that’s what matters.” To my surprise, she stood up and looked at her two friends. “Follow me, girls. Mark, you just wait here and finish your drink.”
I couldn’t help smile as I figured she already had something planned in her mind. “Of course, sweetheart. Just give me a shout.”
Sipping at my beer, I could hear the three girls giggling from our bedroom. I didn’t have to spend too long thinking about what Cindy had planned. I knew just mentioning the fact I was looking at rings would make her smile. She knew I wanted to marry her. She hadn’t been shy in the fact she almost desperately wanted to be my wife. In those moments, sometimes when making love, she’d gaze into my eyes and I could hear the emotion in her voice… I almost had to stop myself proposing in that moment.
Hearing the call of my name, I took one last sip of my beer before carrying it through to our bedroom, leaving it on the bedside table before I turned to my girlfriend and her friends. No surprise that Cindy was naked on the bed, lying back with a smile on her face. No surprise she was hard, her girlcock resting against her lower body. No surprise that I walked towards her friends, their hands immediately moving to my shirt and trousers, eager to get me naked.
“I love you so much,” Cindy whispered, “And my friends are so happy about what you just told me.”
“I haven’t been shy about the fact I want to marry you, Cindy.”
Everything stopped as she choked back a sob before sat up and hugged me tightly. “I still think I’m dreaming sometimes…” I held her in my arms before she whispered, “Mark, I really, really want you to fuck me right now.”
“Okay.”
I was expecting her to suggest her friends wanted to join in on the fun, whether I fuck them, they fuck me, or we did both. But considering what I’d just told her, I think this had to be a private moment for us. “Walk us to the door, Mark. Cindy, enjoy the rest of your night,” Emma stated. I sighed, as I was already naked and ready for fun with my girlfriend, Cindy giggling as I just threw on a pair of shorts and flip-flops.
Georgie hugged her, hearing her whisper how much she loved her friend, and wished her a happy life. Emma did the same before I walked the pair downstairs to their cars. Georgie hugged me first. She was a beautiful woman, and I had a feeling she would have liked to stay and fool around. I think that was the plan until I’d told Cindy what I’d been doing that afternoon.
“Would you ever want to fool around with us again?” she asked once we’d hugged for a couple of minutes.
“Of course. I had a good conversation with a couple of friends today, trying to sort my head out regarding a lot of things. Honestly, I’m loving my life right now. I just have to stop overthinking things, but it’s hard not to when I’ve been told by society how to live my life for so long. This is all still so new to me in a way. I’m not used to having six women who all seem to love my company.”
“And I guess the different sex available is also a head spinner?”
“I’ve found that I enjoy being the bottom with all of you. Not as much as I love being inside Cindy, but when Alexa…”
“She loves you,” Emma stated bluntly, “I mean really loves you, Mark.”
“I know. I love her too. But the love I have for her isn’t the same as the love I have for Cindy. Therefore, that isn’t fair on Alexa because she deserves someone who will love her wholeheartedly.”
Georgie hugged me again. “You’re a good man, Mark. That’s why we all love being with you too.” Kissing my cheek, she wished me goodnight, hugged and kissed Emma goodnight, before she slid into her car and drove off into night.
Emma stood in front of me, the pair of us alone in the near darkness, only the nearby streetlight providing any real illumination. “I’ve known Cindy for years, Mark. She’s never been so happy. And she’s never lied about the agreement we all had. If I’d met you instead of her, you’d have still met Cindy and had fun.”
“I honestly couldn’t imagine my life with her now.” Taking her hands in mine, I had to ask, “How do you feel about me? I mean, we see each other every so often, I’d consider you a good friend, as much as all of Cindy’s friends. But…”
There was no missing the colour in her cheeks. “I like you a hell of a lot, Mark. You’ve accepted all of us without question, without hesitation. Then add to the fact the sex we’ve shared has been fantastic. I honestly hope it doesn’t stop. I’m not sure what Cindy wants once you get married. I’m not sure she knows what she wants just yet. I don’t think she’ll know until you propose or perhaps closer to your eventual wedding. Hand on heart, what would you like to do?”
“As long as I don’t do anything that hurts her, I really don’t mind. I’ve struggled in my head about my sexuality in the past couple of weeks because, I’m sure you know, I’ve been on the receiving end more often than not, particularly when I have some fun with Alexa.”
“And you’re feeling weird about it?”
“It comes back to social conditioning and expectations, and the labels that comes with participating in certain sexual acts.”
“Okay, simple question then. Do you think you’re still heterosexual?”
“Hand on heart, between you and me, not quite as straight as I thought I was, I guess. At least, I don’t think so. I think my thinking changed after that special weekend we all had together.”
“But you still consider all of us women?”
“Of course. Nothing will change my mind about that, unless you de-transitioned and identified as men again. I would lose my attraction because, well, I see you as a woman right now, Emma. But if you were to become Eric, for example, grew a beard, presented as masculine, and were basically a man, I wouldn’t be attracted at all. Male physical characteristics don’t appeal. Well, except for one, but even that attraction is based on the fact it’s attached to someone identifying as a woman.” I trailed off and sighed. “No wonder Mike was calling it a minefield,” I muttered, “But I know it’s not easy for you either.”
“It isn’t but we make the best of it we can. Having people like you to support us, to show us love, helps us tremendously. You have no idea how much Cindy just flat out respects you for accepting her as she is. Add to that her feelings of near unconditional love nowadays, and she is devoted to you, Mark.”
“As much as I am to her,” I replied softly.
“The only suggestion I can make is that you just talk to her about what you’re thinking. Don’t let anyone else influence what either of you want. Don’t let what people or society’s judgement impact on how you want to live your life. I know it’s easy to say ‘Fuck what other people think’, but at the end of the day, what matters is your own happiness. Yours and hers as individuals, then your happiness together.”
We shared a long cuddle before she disappeared. Kissing my cheek, she just asked me to keep looking after Cindy on her behalf. I assured her in return that she was welcome to visit anytime, and that more fun together would always be possible. When asking if I’d have fun with her without Cindy, I admitted doing at our apartment would feel weird, but perhaps at her studio, maybe when getting a wax job, wouldn’t be out of the question.
Heading upstairs, Cindy was still waiting naked on bed, Emma having sent her a message, letting her know I was enjoying conversations with them both before they went home. Taking off my shorts, I joined Cindy on the bed as she turned over onto her knees, amused to see she’d been busy while I was gone, as she’d quite obviously already lubed herself up. Turning around on her front, she got to her knees as she leaned up to kiss me. Sliding my tongue into her mouth, she pressed her body into mine, my fingers trailing down the smooth skin on her back, enjoying the soft moan she released into my mouth, neither of us wanting to break the kiss until we needed to catch our breath.
“I’ll be your wife,” she whispered.
Gently caressing her cheek, that smile made my heart beat a little faster. “I’ll be your husband,” I whispered back.
“I’ve dreamed about it for so long, Mark. A man to sweep me off my feet, make me his as much as he’d be mine.” Kissing her softly, she asked, “Did you find any rings you liked?”
“I did, but I want it to be perfect. It’s not something I want to rush.”