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I felt better after my discussion with Arizona, especially the after portion of the conversation. It made up for how terribly things went with Carina. Did they go terribly? Am I being paranoid? I am… I am being paranoid. Jack was barely a blip on my radar at this point because all I could think about was the potential of losing her. We might be in too deep right now, a little lust dazed, but I could easily see Carina and I getting to that point. Is that enough for me to leave everyone else behind and forge a future with her?
Do I have what it takes to have multiple partners for the long term? No way and I honestly don't know who I was kidding. It wasn't that I hadn't enjoyed it because I really, really had. It was just that the lure of Carina was much stronger than non-monogamy.
It's… a lot… to know that what people say is true… you know. I can't predict the future, but I feel like I could easily build one with Carina and that wasn't something I could have ever said about Jack during our relationship. Arizona? She was a lot of fun and I wish her well.
And as for my newly awakened sex drive. Well, I'm pretty sure Carina will give me a good run for my money.
And to think all of this started because of a stupid app and my insatiable sex drive. Now I'm in a real fucking mess. I hope you're happy, vagina.
As I sit down to eat breakfast, I browse my timeline, and it's exactly the shit show I be expected. I have to wash it all off, I think, tossing my phone on the bed before heading for a shower. I take my time getting dressed, lounging on my bed with my phone for a while. I was smart enough to delete all the dating apps and re-open Twitter for the tenth time today. I should really face the day, but ew.
I look myself in the eye, my beautiful reflection practically winking from the mirror, and give myself a pep talk before steeling my way to the door. A loud gasp escapes my lips as I step into our shared living room. It's like a case of the vapors as I watch the scene before me. Jack looks up, horror written all over his face.
He gulps before he responds, grabbing his dick in his hands, "I didn't realize you were home."
I wave my hands wildly, "What is happening?"
He stands and his company stands with him. "I just wanted to explore my sexuality and you know, show you that I'm open and willing to explore with you."
There's a naked man standing either side of him, both fully erect and looking as embarrassed as Jack. I can't help myself, my eyes flicker down to assess their packages. One is more well-endowed than the other, but the other has a hook in his dick that I bet hits the spot like nothing else could.
"I didn't mean to interrupt," I shrug, unsure of what else to say. "Just go back to what you were doing and I will get out of your hair. Sorry!"
Jack reaches for his boxer briefs and slips them on as he moves toward me, "No, it's okay. The moment is kind of ruined now. We'll need some time to get back into the swing of it. Right guys?"
The guys nod in agreement, slipping their own underwear back on.
"Soooooo," I smile awkwardly, "Where'd y'all meet?"
One of the men laughs, "Jack was hunting for a bisexual couple to explore with and he found us."
"On an app," the other chimes in.
I nod, "Those apps are really coming through for us aren't they?"
Jack laughs, "This is Tom," Jack motions towards the smaller one with the big dick "and his boyfriend Brandon." The hooked-penis giant is pretty cute, I silently admit and they're bisexual which is fun. I appreciate that his exploration was truly with me in mind. Like he was test driving them for me.
"I'm Maya," I wave again, "It's nice to meet you, but I'll be honest, I have never seen a man naked as quick as this. So, well done. And do know, it doesn't take me long normally so this record should truly be celebrated."
Brandon laughs, "Well, now that you're here…" he leaves it hanging, rubbing himself through his briefs.
I sigh, "Has Jack explained our situation to you at all?"
Tom guffaws, "Oh, at length."
He says length and I understand what he's talking about but my eyes can't help but move to his bulge. If anyone would know about length it would be him.
"We are in a committed relationship, but we also enjoy playing together. Sometimes we play apart with other people, but we always come home to each other."
Jack might not realize it, but bringing these dudes home might be the greatest gift he's ever given me.
I definitely don't want that with Carina. Sharing? I could never share her, especially while we were in the same room. That did not turn her on at all. These guys looked happy, they were obviously having a great time together. I didn't think this would be a great time for me. Not to join them and not to do that with Carina ever. I want to be the only one touching her and I want her to be the only one touching me.
I take a seat on the accent chair and lean in, "Do you see people casually or do you have several relationships? Do they crossover? I need to know." It might not be for me, but that didn't mean I couldn't learn more about how it worked for someone else.
Jack sighs, realizing that his entire morning has been totally derailed and settles onto the couch with his friends.
"It's actually different for both of us. I have two other relationships and then we often have casual hookups together."
"Whereas I," Brandon chips in, "Only have casual hookups with Tom by my side. I have a lower sex drive than him so other relationships are of no interest to me. I like to have sex with Tom and I enjoy tag-teaming someone with him."
My eyebrows rise, "Tag-teaming? Like, spit-roasting?" I look at Jack curiously, "Were they going to spit-roast you?"
A deep blush rises from his collar right up his face and he gives me the slightest nod to confirm they were.
My jaw drops a little and my hand clutches my chest, "Oh my God. Jack. I didn't even know you were bi?"
He shrugs, "I didn't really know I was bi either. I mean, I've been watching gay porn for years but porn is fantasy. It isn't always an accurate reflection of someone's sexuality. I guess with you exploring yourself more I felt brave enough to do the same and so I hit the apps to see if someone was up for showing me the ropes. I was so nervous, we all agreed it would be best if I met up with Tom first. We had drinks and he gave me a blowjob and I really liked it, but I wasn't ready to reciprocate yet, but I wanted to at least give him a handjob. That escalated into a blowjob and I realized I was really into it. Like, really into it. So, we all had drinks together to get to know each a little bit and then came back here. We had a quiet night, just watching movies and stuff. I wasn't quite ready to take things further, but then I was and you walked in and here we are."
I nod, "I'm really fucking proud of you, Jack."
"… you are?"
"Are you kidding me? Absolutely. I know how hard it is, especially for guys. I'm just glad you're willing to figure yourself out."
He gave me perhaps the brightest smile I've seen on his face in years, "Thank you, Maya, that means a lot."
"So, do we want to have a foursome here or what?" Brandon with the hooked penis wants to know.
It was almost tempting, the hooked penis had piqued my interest and I did wonder how it would feel inside me.
No way. It was time to commit to Carina for good. I couldn't keep making the decision and going back on it. The moment I tell her I'm committed to her, that's it. It's over for me because I don't plan on ever letting her go and if I never let her go, I'll never hold onto anyone else and that's just a little bit terrifying after how terribly things had gone for me and Jack.
I can't compare Carina to Jack.
That was unfair.
"Hey," I smile when the door opens.
Carina waves wordlessly.
"Can I come in?"
She nods, stepping aside to make way.
"What's up?" she finally speaks. Thank god, I was starting to wonder.
"I've done a lot of thinking," I start. "I know you're not interested in polyamory or whatever and I've been… having a lot of casual sex."
She nods, obviously unsure of where I'm going with this.
I sit her down on the couch and perch on the coffee table in front of her. I take her face in my hands and press a soft kiss to the side of her head. "I love fucking," I admit, "So, do you think you can keep up with my sex drive?"
She pulls back to look me in the eyes, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, if it's just you and me… are you going to be able to keep up?"
A smirk creeps onto her face and turns into a full blown smile, "Oh, you better fucking believe it." she leans forward, hooking an arm around my waist to pull me flush against her. And then she kisses me. Like. A kiss so gentle and delicious that I can feel myself growing wetter by the second. "Did you want me to keep up right this second?" I hear that it's a question, but I feel her hands roaming my body and her mouth exploring my neck and I understand that it was a rhetorical one, which is a good thing because it's so fucking offensive to me that she'd even need to ask.
"Take your girlfriend to bed and fuck her like only you know how," my voice is low in her ear, my breath hot enough to make the hairs on her neck stand on end. Her nails dig into my sides and she grabs me by the hand to drag me to her bedroom.
She has me on my back within seconds of stepping into her room, and she wastes no time stripping off before she sets to removing my clothes. I gaze up at her as her eyes rove my body, drinking in every inch of me as though I'm the only the best thing she's ever been. "Hi," I say it quietly, but it's enough to draw her attention up my body to my eyes.
"Hi," she's smiling.
"I'm so glad Jack met you," I whisper.
"I'm so glad Jack met you," she whispers back.
Never let your boyfriend stop you from finding your wife.