Things are this way because they have to be.
Still, why do I feel tricked?
Somebody knocks the door; at least he has the decency to do that.
“Come in,” I reply, sounding strangely calm.
The door opens to reveal half-naked Jacob. The moment I see him, I turn away and bring my hands in front of my eyes to cover they tears. He didn't even put on his shirt before he came here.
“Kim...honey-”
“Cut the bullshit, Jacob. What do you want from me? Are you gay?” I say.
There’s no time for stupid delays; I have to know the truth.
“What are you talking about, Kim? Is this what I’ve let you believe?”
“Seriously? After catching you red-handed with your little boyfriend kissing in the bathroom, are you trying to play the I’m-too-straight-to-be-gay card?”
“Things aren’t the way you think they are. There’s a good explanation. If you let me-”
“You’re my husband, damn it. My! Husband! We got married and we were happy. Why did you have to go and fuck up everything? Was I not good enough for you? Maybe you like both guys and girls and you haven’t figured out yet? Because I can live with that. I can learn to love you for what you really are, Jacob, as long as you’re honest with me. But to fuck with Spencer in the bathroom while I’m sleeping next door? That’s low, Jacob. Really. Fucking. Low.”
I’m crying with sobs; I feel my voice breaking between the words, but I can’t stop talking. He’s staring at me, I can tell, but my eyes are too cloudy with tears to be able to focus on him.
He makes a move to get close to me, but I stop him. “Stay where you are, Jacob. I hope you have a damn good excuse for all these,” I say.
Jacob is standing by the door, inside this dim lit room. The blizzard has turned to heavy snowing, providing us with a haunting scenery befitting our miserable moods.
“Spencer and I go way back. We have known each other for many years but started fooling around since high school. My horny, hormone-crazed self-needed someone to relieve his insecurities and Spencer was on the brink of coming out from the closet about his bisexuality. Yes, he is not just into men. I don’t remember how it all started, I only know he was there the whole time. Even when I finally got a girlfriend, Spencer was always the one to call for a quick fuck.
“However, growing up, I started getting more conscious about the kind of relationship we had. I was in for the satisfaction, but Spencer had fallen for me pretty hard. Before I knew it, he was asking me to go out with him on a date, and come out to my parents so that we could have a normal relationship and things like that. The only problem was that I wasn’t feeling the same way for him as he did for me. Simply put, I was looking for fun...an adventure while he wanted a proper relationship.”
Hearing him talk gives me an excuse to put my mind into something. His story helps me to calm down a bit but doesn’t make me feel better about what I saw earlier. Still, I’m starting to understand his side of the story.
“So, you decided to stop your friendship as soon as possible after you left for college, right?” I say.
“Yeah, something like that. I cut all ties. Internet and smartphones hadn’t boomed so hard back at the time, and I was too busy attending lectures and completing assignments that I had no time to visit my parents or return his calls. Well, I mean...I made myself busy because the guilt of heartbreaking Spencer haunted me even to California.”
“These are excuses, Jacob, and you know it. To me, you sound too afraid to admit you are bisexual.”
“No, this is not it. Being bisexual would have been easier. I guess, I had some dormant feelings left for Spencer, and seeing him after so long brought them back to the surface. Still, this isn’t the case here, Kim. I didn’t come to discuss my relationship with Spencer with you. I want to apologize for not saying anything sooner. You deserve better and it’s my fault I can’t give it to you.”
Seeing him like that, apologizing, ready to burst into tears, weak because of the mistake he did, turns me on. I’ve never seen him this vulnerable before, and I want to explore this side of him. For me, Jacob is the perfect man: strong, smart, sexy. Seeing him like that brings a different kind of longing toward him.
I get on my feet and head for the door. Jacob doesn’t dare to make any moves to get close. I open the door and head for Spencer’s bedroom. Jacob, afraid that I might do something crazy, follows me behind.
I get inside, only to find him in his underwear, patiently waiting for the verdict of my fight with Jacob. When he sees me, he springs up to his feet in surprise.
“Kim! What’s going on?” he says.
I don’t answer to him. Instead, I turn and face Jacob. “Do you still like him?” I ask him.
“Kim, what the fuck?”
“Answer me, Jacob. Do you...still...like him?”
After a moment of hesitation, he nods.
Seeing Spencer almost naked, unable to follow our conversation, an idea pops in my mind. “Remove your pants, Jacob,” I suddenly command him.
“What? Kim, I’m worried. What’s gotten into you?” he complains.
“You want to fuck him, right? And you want to fuck me too from what I can tell. I don’t want to be the bad guy in this situation, Jacob. I love you and I want to help you figure out your sexuality. But you won’t ever admit you might have feelings toward another man. So, it’s time we know. Get undressed please,” I say and take a step back to open the way for Spencer and Jacob to stare at each other.
They’re both dumbstruck with my proposal; I’m inviting them to a threesome.
Jacob has put on a faucet of dread; he’s unable to speak or even move. Spencer, however, seems to be on the same page as me. “Kim is right, Jacob. We have to help you understand what your preferences are,” he says.
In the meantime, Spencer comes close to me. Before saying anything, he kneels down and brings his face in the same height of Jacob’s dick. Jacob, on his stead, covers his eyes with his hands. He doesn’t enjoy how things turned out.
“You have to relax, honey, or you won’t enjoy it,” I say as I remove my clothes.
In a moment, I’m in my underwear, kneeling down next to Spencer. My mind feels fuzzy and I’m unable to think straight. Is it me the one doing this? Is my husband the one I want to share?
Soon, though, things like that don’t matter anymore. Spencer has gone ahead and lowered Jacob’s sweatpants to the point his black boxers are showing. Tense with a lascivious need for his skin, I don’t hold back anymore. I crouch under Spencer’s naked body and start licking Jacob’s dick over the thin fabric of his underwear.
The saltiness of his pre-cum has already wetted the black cloth. Soon, Spencer joins me. We moan as our tongues cover Jacob’s crotch. In his stead, Jacob slowly sways back and forth, clearly showing his approval. Spencer, which is standing higher than me, makes the first move; he helps Jacob pull down his underwear to his knees.
His cock jerks on our faces only to be swallowed by Spencer’s deep mouth. Jacob can’t hold back anymore; he starts moaning, making inarticulate sounds. His hands rest on Spencer’s head to help him set the pace. I head down below and start licking his balls, warm and smooth as they twitch inside my mouth.
We keep going at it for a while until Spencer uses his hand to pull me up to his height. At that moment, we both start licking the top of Jacob’s dick. Jacob is plainly thrusting into our mouths, trying to satiate his urges. He still hasn’t said a thing, but I can tell he can’t hold back anymore.
“I want to fuck you,” he suddenly says.
Spencer and I pull back and take a moment to catch our breaths. Spencer, looking more comfortable with taking over the decision making for both of us, rises to his feet; he helps me up as well. For a moment, we’re three adults looking at each other, naked and horny.
“Take your pick,” Spencer smiles.
Jacob looks straight at me, but he’s too ashamed to say anything. Thus, I grab his hand
and lead him to the bed. I lie on my back and spread my legs for him. I’m already wet from excitement; my heart is racing and my muscles tense. I want him inside me so much that my stomach feels ready to explode.
Spencer grabs a condom and passes it over to Jacob; a moment later his body is hovering over mine. His eyes seem hazy, unfocused; his only thought must be to fuck me.
When Jacob’s scorching hot member touches mine, I groan in anticipation. He gently pushes his way inside me deep enough to make me feel dizzy. It takes him just a moment to start drilling me.
“Hmm...yes. God, yes. Faster,” I say as I close my eyes to enjoy his dick rubbing the inside of my vagina.
I feel his pace getting faster before slowing down again. It feels like he’s trying to multitask while at the same time fuck me. I open my eyes to see Spencer up on the bed, his dick in front of Jacob’s mouth while the latter is sucking it hungrily.
Jacob shows off a side of him I’ve never seen before, a side that I wish I had seen sooner. He’s eager to try this new thing, to experiment with his body and unlock himself. The sight of him blowing an old friend turns me on. I start rocking my lower body on his dick, setting up the pace myself.
In mere moments, he seems to react by closing his eyes and breathing heavily through his nose, but he’s still holding back. We aren’t there yet.
“I want you to suck me too,” I utter.
Both of them stop. “Honey?” Jacob asks me.
“I want you to lie on your back and suck me while you fuck Spencer in the ass,” I say giving them both a flirtatious look.
I gently push Jacob out of me and on his back. I remove his condom and quickly give him another one. Spencer licks his lips and I can say he is just as excited as I am.
Before not too long, Jacob’s dick is pumping with anticipation, hot and eager to fuck him. Spencer, on his stead, seems to be keen enough to jump on Jacob. The only problem is that no one makes the first move.
So, I decide I should be the one to break this stalemate. I move up on Jacob’s chest and start rubbing my pussy on his sturdy muscles. He seems to relax a bit. In the meantime, Spencer gets closer to Jacob. He rides his cock and gets into position when Jacob finally grabs my waist and brings me on his face.
His tongue quickly starts tingling my clitoris. At the same time, I hear Spencer moan behind me. Jacob’s breathing gets heavier as he penetrates his friend’s ass. A moment later, all three of us moan loudly, the bed creaking from our intense fuck. This is what I was looking for, this intimate sense of true acknowledgment; Jacob is doing a better job sucking me than he ever did in the past.
And thinking that he’s fucking another man behind my back, it’s making me horny as hell. I’m trying to hold back, to have this feeling last a bit longer, but a sudden jolt of Jacob’s body warns me that he’s getting close. The thought he’ll be coming soon makes me lose my focus.
“I’m coming,” I utter. Spencer behind me is groaning in agreement. He’s close too.
After a moment of muffled moans and the smell of sweaty bodies touching, a warm feeling starts spreading between my legs. It continues upwards to jolt my whole body to an orgasm, one that leaves me trembling for a minute after it’s over.
It takes me a moment to realize that Jacob and Spencer came a moment after I did. Before I know it, I’m lying on the bed, exhausted from this night of madness. My eyelids, heavy from pure satisfaction and the emptiness of good sex, fight me for staying awake.
Sadly, the sleep win before I even have the time to wash. It’s okay, though. We have proved that there’s a first time for everything.
Chapter 6
KIMBERLY
“It’s warm in here,” I mutter the moment I wake up.
“Good morning, honey,” Jacob replies to me. I open my eyes to see him in his sweatpants but his shirt still off from last night.
“Aren’t you cold?”
He shakes his head in denial. “Just woke up myself.”
“Oh, I see.” I pop my head up, searching for Spencer. We’re still in his room after all.
“He’s downstairs, taking care of breakfast. I don’t believe he had much to sleep last night.”
“Why? Did you boys go through round two after I fell asleep?” I ask him, purposefully adding a tint of enjoyment in my voice.
“No. I was exhausted. I lied next to you as soon as we were over,” he replies to me, a smile lighting his face.
He seems like a weight has been lifted off his chest. “You seem happy,” I say, unable to hide my grin as well.
“How can I not be when I have the best wife in the whole world?” The moment the words leave his mouth, he leans over my face to kiss me.
Unlike last night, our touch is intimate, sentimental. It feels different than the fake kiss he gave me on the sofa yesterday, and certainly an upgrade from the absent-minded pecks we were giving in a hurry back in our apartment before this trip to Montana.
Our kiss interrupts a hem coming from the door. “I see you’re both up.”
It’s Spencer in his black and white pajamas. When I see him, I feel the embarrassment of last night gripping me. I’m still naked under the covers.
“Um...morning Spencer,” I mutter, pulling the covers all the way up.
“Good morning, Kim,” he says, giving me a wide smile. He certainly seems reinvigorated. He also holds my clothes in his hands. “I’m going to leave these here. I’ll be waiting for you downstairs whenever you’re ready,” he says and leaves the room.
When outside, he closes the door behind him. I turn and stare at Jacob. “He’s such a sweetheart.”
He nods, his crooked smile doing a perfect job speaking for him. “Spencer seems okay with what happened last night.” Jacob stops and takes a deep breath before continuing. “Are...are you okay?”
A loud laugh leaves my mouth. “If I remember correctly, I was the one that dragged you into doing it. Of course, I’m fine. Just...if you’re homosexual, I’d like to know.”
The words leave my mouth unhindered; it’s probably not the best idea to start such a delicate topic in this romantic situation, but I have to know. Whatever his sexual identity, I decided to respect and support him.
Jacob’s face turns serious and my heart starts racing. A part of me craves to find out, the other one wishes I’ve never brought it up.
“I won’t lie that I liked what we did last night with Spencer. But this is not how I imagine my life being in the future. I’m in love with you, now more than ever, but Spencer is a guy that I still find sexually attractive. If I have to put a label on my sexuality, then I’d say I’m bisexual. But I don’t find it proper to give a title to what happened last night since I don’t have - never had and never will have - feelings for another man except for Spencer,” he explains to me.
“Okay. Not what I was expecting to hear, but I guess you’re right. Putting labels limits our life and all I want from you is to be safe and happy, either you’re standing on my side or his.”
The moment I stop talking, he leans over and gives me a tight hug. It feels nice, Jacob holding me in his arms, his hot body engulfing mine.
“I can stay like this forever,” I whisper to him.
“Me too. Me too. But mom is expecting us today, Kim. The blizzard has passed.”
“I know,” I say and pop my head out of the covers to look outside the window.
The whipping winds have turned to light snow falling, one that delicately decorates the scenery with smooth sheets of white snow. I can’t help but feel excited we’re finally going skiing today. My enthusiasm helps me get out of the bed and put on my clothes quickly.
Before I know it, Jacob and I are heading to the living room holding hands. I can’t stop thinking that this adventure turned out better than I expected.
***
JACOB
I feel drained, physically and mentally. In two days’ time, I had sex with Kim, my feelings for Spencer rekindled, and I had a hot threesome with my wife and an ol
d friend of mine after she caught us kissing in the bathroom.
However, everything ended well. Kim woke up this morning and we had a short discussion that helped us both come to an understanding. We’re still in love with each other, still happily married, and certainly, still visiting my parents. But, there’s always time for breakfast with a dear friend.
Holding hands, we arrive at the living room where Spencer has prepared a generous meal for us. Croissants, steaming coffee, chocolate chip cookies, and of course, marmalade and bread. When Kim sees everything Spencer has done to please us, she drags me closer to him.
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