“There you go,” she said. “You already are the kind of guy you aspire to be. If you’re in a relationship then all sex within the context of that relationship is fine, including when other people join the fun. And everybody winds up being attracted to people outside their relationship; the difference between people is what they do or don’t do about it. In your case, you stay faithful.”
I thought about that. What we had was much more complicated than the usual ‘one man, one woman, no sex with anyone else’ formula, but Dawn’s reasoning pretty much nailed it.
“Thanks,” I said. “That actually helped.”
“You’re welcome,” she said as she squeezed my hand. “By the way, Mary Beth and I meant what we said at the airport. We would have forgiven you if you’d had sex with someone while we were gone.”
I stared at her.
“You’re a very sexual creature, Johnny. We don’t want you to have to go without just because we’re away. Especially for a long time. You officially have our permission to fool around on the side and still be considered faithful to us, as long as we get you back when we get home. And get to hear the juicy details.”
“I don’t know what to say,” I said. “I don’t think I’ll be doing that.”
From my left I heard Jay say, “You won’t have to. I’ll be there to take care of any needs you might have.”
We both looked at her. “Sorry for listening in,” she said. “But you guys got a little louder as you went along. And I don’t mean to be presumptuous when I say ‘I’ll be there.’ I’m not inviting myself in to live with you. I just mean that I’ll be around, and that you should feel free to call me, Johnny. Sex with you, not to mention Dawn and Mary Beth, was pretty damned wonderful. And I really like you. A lot.”
Remembering Jay’s uber-tight pussy and superbly responsive body I said truthfully, “We like you a lot too, Jay. And you’re an inspiring lover.”
She smiled at me and took my other hand as Dawn said, “So you’re free to have sex with Jay, or anybody else, if you want to, and it doesn’t make you a cad. You’re free to have sex with Tina tonight. And if Thomas and I have sex tonight you’ll be there to watch, or help, so you won’t have to deal with a runaway imagination later. And it’s still the case that if you tell me not to, I won’t do it. Anything else we can help you with, Mr. Self-Torture?”
“Ah… yeah, actually. I’m a little afraid that somewhat of an orgy is going to break out tonight and I’m not sure I’m prepared to deal with it. I hardly know these people. I’ve had threesomes and foursomes but it was always with two women I love and a… guest. I’m not sure how well I’ll deal with casual group sex with virtual strangers. Hell, I’m basically an introvert. I could wind up sitting in a corner by myself watching you guys having fun.”
“We won’t let that happen, Johnny,” said Jay. “If you’re uncomfortable with Thomas’ women, we’ll simply have to re-create our own little foursome orgy from earlier today. We’ll focus on you.”
Dawn agreed. “And if you’re really uncomfortable, none of this has to happen at all. We’ll just go home after dinner and have family sex with Jay.”
I nodded, then looked around the table. Mary Beth was sitting next to Nela and they were talking and laughing and occasionally touching each other’s hand, arm, or cheek. It was easy to see that they were both looking forward to trying each other on. I looked back at Dawn and saw that she was staring across the table at Thomas, who was telling his mother about the wine she was drinking. Dawn was, as she had said, intrigued by him. I wasn’t going to deprive either Dawn or Mary Beth of the opportunity they both seemed to want, just as they hadn’t denied me anything over the past year.
“No, we’re staying,” I said. “Let’s see how this unfolds.”
“What about you, Jay?” I said. “Is there anyone in particular that you’re hot for tonight?”
She looked into my eyes. “Just you,” she said. “And your girls.”
I stared at her. “Earlier today you said you wished that you and Thomas were still having sex. Isn’t this your opportunity?”
She squeezed my hand as she looked down for a moment, and then back up at me. “How can I say this? I did enjoy sex with Thomas. More so than with other men I had been with up until that point. When I was with Thomas, though, it was just sex. Pure recreation. He’s a caring lover but it was just friendly and physical. He already has the women he intends to love. With you, though… I felt that there might be more there. An emotional connection. Am I wrong?”
“No,” I said. “You’re not wrong.”
“By the time we went shopping and he saw you in that black dress, he was falling hard for you,” Dawn said. “Mary Beth and I could both see it.”
“An emotional connection means a lot to me,” Jay said. “It means that in time, there might even be love. It makes the sex so much better.” She leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, “And don’t tell Thomas, but for me you’re a better lover than he is.” She kissed my cheek then sat back up and sipped her wine.
It might be juvenile but that made me feel pretty damned good.
By this time everyone’s plate was empty except mine, which was still more than half full. Juana frowned.
“You did not enjoy the meal?” she said. “Would you like me to quickly make you something else?”
“No, thank you” I said. “The meal was excellent. I just have a nervous stomach.”
No one was interested in dessert right away so while Juana went to check on the kitchen crew the rest of us adjourned to the patio for drinks. I decided to drink after all and had another glass of Pappy Van Winkle bourbon. It was a nice warm SoCal evening; no need to bundle up. We sat in chairs around a large crackling fire pit. Thomas held hands with Tina. As was the case at dinner, Jay sat on my left and Dawn on my right; to Dawn’s right Mary Beth was deep in conversation with Nela.
I heard the sound of roiling water and looked behind me. A large in-ground spa was bubbling and steaming away. Thomas caught my eye and mouthed, “Ice breaker.”
He was right. We were all sort of hanging on the precipice of action. We’d picked out partners and were ready to do this but we were unsure how to start. A spa was an excuse to get naked, and sitting together naked was an excuse to touch. As we watched, Mary Beth and Nela got up and walked over to the spa and quickly shucked out of their minimal clothing. I’d seen Nela nude before but was once again struck by her statuesque, athletic beauty. They climbed in and sat side by side and immediately began kissing and touching each other.
Then Natalie and Tina stood and together they walked towards the spa. Dawn and Jay each squeezed my hand and got up to follow them. Juana and Esmeralda stood and, after smiling at me, walked together towards the house leaving Thomas and I alone.
“I’m pretty sure that Dawn wants to make love with me,” he said.
“She does,” I said. “We talked. I’m okay with it.”
“And Tina wants to make love with you. Shit, so does Nela,” he said. “And maybe Mom and Juana. I’m okay with that, too.”
I nodded.