from losing control. If you don’t, or have any concerns, refuse.” He leaned over and placed a kiss on my cheek. “I don’t think Xavier would do anything to intentionally hurt you. How you embrace his authority will make all the difference. Not only in your long-term perception, but also in your enjoyment.”
“Are you some kind of BDSM expert?” I chuckled.
He smiled. “Expert, no. Never lived the lifestyle. Miriam had adventurous tastes in her younger years. We spent many weekends in the sex clubs of Paris. Unlike Xavier, who has seen much, but experienced little, when it comes to sex, I’m quite the opposite.”
“Really? It’s always the quiet ones. So this isn’t your first...” What the hell was this? “Your first...”
He interrupted. “Foursome? No. Polyamorous relationship? Yes. Miriam loved to show off my prowess at the clubs, but the scene was usually the two of us, as her adoring fans watched. Occasionally, she would invite other women to our bed.”
“Is that what this is?” I tried on the unfamiliar term. “A polyamorous relationship?”
“The four of us have agreed to only see each other exclusively, so yes.”
“Well, Marco hasn’t agreed to anything.”
He laughed. “I have no doubts about his decision.”
“He could have any woman he wanted.”
“Exactly. He wants Xavier’s woman.” He took a drink of orange juice.
A pressing question filled my mind, “So do you... I mean, I know Xavier hasn’t, but do you two...you know?” God, why was I having such a hard time asking the question?
“You mean, do we sleep with each other?”
Relieved he understood my unarticulated request, I sighed. “Yes.”
“We haven’t. You’re right. It would be a bit much for X, but Marco and I have...discussed the possibility.”
The room heated up one hundred degrees. My face flushed.
He stared into my eyes. “What’s the matter, Elaine?” He turned my chair and forced me to face him.
“Nothing.”
“Sex is a beautiful way for people to connect.”
“Yes, I know but...”
“The only boundaries necessary are the likes and dislikes of the participants. We get to define what they are. Does the idea of two men making love repulse you?”
“No.”
“What about two women?”
“No.”
“Have you slept with a woman?”
The line of questioning made me blush. “No.”
“Do you want to?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t met a woman who has made me want to try. But I’ve seen photos, even in the gallery, they were beautiful and erotic.”
“Have you watched two men?”
I looked at the table, averting my eyes.
“You have. Who?”
“Well...they didn’t have sex, but my two friends from high school, kissed. It was a dare, but something about how I felt seeing them...”
“Would you like to watch us? Would you like to watch me fuck Marco?”
“I...I’m not sure how to answer that.”
“Or maybe you want Marco to fuck me, while I’m inside you and my face is buried between your tits. Or have Xavier feast on your delicious pussy while you watch us? None of my suggestions have to happen, but I want you to think about what you desire. I want you to carefully consider your interests.”
I swallowed hard. I hadn’t considered any of his ideas a possibility. “OK. I guess...because of Miriam, the thought never occurred to me that you were bisexual. And Marco...”
“I didn’t indulge while I was with Miriam. She wasn’t comfortable seeing me that way. But when I was in Med School, our hours were long, and we often slept at the hospital between shifts, there wasn’t time for dating and stress was high. One of the other doctors and I came to an agreement. So I’ve had a male lover. I’ve never identified as gay, because I love women. But there’s something liberating about being with a man. Sex with a man is my guilty indulgence. Not something I want everyday, but on occasion... Marco, I think he’s still trying to decide who he is. And I’m trying to
“Are you some kind of BDSM expert?” I chuckled.
He smiled. “Expert, no. Never lived the lifestyle. Miriam had adventurous tastes in her younger years. We spent many weekends in the sex clubs of Paris. Unlike Xavier, who has seen much, but experienced little, when it comes to sex, I’m quite the opposite.”
“Really? It’s always the quiet ones. So this isn’t your first...” What the hell was this? “Your first...”
He interrupted. “Foursome? No. Polyamorous relationship? Yes. Miriam loved to show off my prowess at the clubs, but the scene was usually the two of us, as her adoring fans watched. Occasionally, she would invite other women to our bed.”
“Is that what this is?” I tried on the unfamiliar term. “A polyamorous relationship?”
“The four of us have agreed to only see each other exclusively, so yes.”
“Well, Marco hasn’t agreed to anything.”
He laughed. “I have no doubts about his decision.”
“He could have any woman he wanted.”
“Exactly. He wants Xavier’s woman.” He took a drink of orange juice.
A pressing question filled my mind, “So do you... I mean, I know Xavier hasn’t, but do you two...you know?” God, why was I having such a hard time asking the question?
“You mean, do we sleep with each other?”
Relieved he understood my unarticulated request, I sighed. “Yes.”
“We haven’t. You’re right. It would be a bit much for X, but Marco and I have...discussed the possibility.”
The room heated up one hundred degrees. My face flushed.
He stared into my eyes. “What’s the matter, Elaine?” He turned my chair and forced me to face him.
“Nothing.”
“Sex is a beautiful way for people to connect.”
“Yes, I know but...”
“The only boundaries necessary are the likes and dislikes of the participants. We get to define what they are. Does the idea of two men making love repulse you?”
“No.”
“What about two women?”
“No.”
“Have you slept with a woman?”
The line of questioning made me blush. “No.”
“Do you want to?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t met a woman who has made me want to try. But I’ve seen photos, even in the gallery, they were beautiful and erotic.”
“Have you watched two men?”
I looked at the table, averting my eyes.
“You have. Who?”
“Well...they didn’t have sex, but my two friends from high school, kissed. It was a dare, but something about how I felt seeing them...”
“Would you like to watch us? Would you like to watch me fuck Marco?”
“I...I’m not sure how to answer that.”
“Or maybe you want Marco to fuck me, while I’m inside you and my face is buried between your tits. Or have Xavier feast on your delicious pussy while you watch us? None of my suggestions have to happen, but I want you to think about what you desire. I want you to carefully consider your interests.”
I swallowed hard. I hadn’t considered any of his ideas a possibility. “OK. I guess...because of Miriam, the thought never occurred to me that you were bisexual. And Marco...”
“I didn’t indulge while I was with Miriam. She wasn’t comfortable seeing me that way. But when I was in Med School, our hours were long, and we often slept at the hospital between shifts, there wasn’t time for dating and stress was high. One of the other doctors and I came to an agreement. So I’ve had a male lover. I’ve never identified as gay, because I love women. But there’s something liberating about being with a man. Sex with a man is my guilty indulgence. Not something I want everyday, but on occasion... Marco, I think he’s still trying to decide who he is. And I’m trying to
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