Poolboy came to my door again hoping to Netflix & chill but I had to turn him away, telling him someone who had been sick is staying with me and I might be now or soon. He seemed pretty upset and wanted to know who it was, suspecting it wasn’t family because there’s another car in my driveway meaning they’re here and I’m always naked at home. I told him to call me if he wanted to talk about it but it was a guy and one of my friends. It never came up before when he was here, the prospect of my being with other guys. I never hid it except for his friend B, but I suppose when I said I had FWBs he didn’t really grasp the reality of actual guys coming around. He left pretty upset and I said I’d text him later and we could talk because I like him coming over and don’t want that to stop. N was out of sight during the visit but asked me who it was and if I usually answer the door naked. I said I do even for girlscouts and Mormons, it’s my property and I can do what I want and anything they see while soliciting us their fault, having said that it was another guy friend and I had to turn him away. He was pouty and crotchety after that because he doesn’t like sharing either, that being the reason for that argument and forcing himself on me before. I was sure to remind him of that and told him to put away my towels, glaring and pointing when he hesitated, which he thought was cute and I tried really hard not to smile… Which he also thought was cute, and left to do as he was told. Crisis averted
The event with poolboy got me nervous and thinking about this 2 week deal. What if J comes by to check on me or something? She knows N’s car, would be similarly curious about him being over and how I know him. I thought about asking her husband for a cover story about introducing me to a friend but she would wonder why I didn’t tell her about him and I couldn’t get N to go along with that story because he doesn’t know about me and J and would similarly be bothered…
N is working out juuuust fine. I’ve never had so much fun controlling a man and making him grovel. He cleans during the day, doing whatever made-up chore he’s instructed to do, sometimes just needing a harsh look when the whining starts, after that it’s “of course baby” and sometimes trying to distract me with kisses and fingers sliding down my butt before I catch on and push him off. I didn’t know some spots in my bathroom like shower grout could GET clean, or that the drain was actually chrome, or that you should actually be able to FEEL the ceiling fans when they’re on. Apparently gunk builds on the blades in the direction they spin and they don’t cut through the air as efficiently, which makes sense I just never thought about it. He makes or goes and gets me dinner, strokes my back/shoulders/legs with his fingernails making me shiver, massages my feet, and at the end of the day… It’s all hairpulling, ass spanking, choking, balls-deep ramming Hardcore butt-fucking. We don’t have gentle nights. I’ve actually panicked at my heart beating so hard it hurt, and once I passed out while I was cumming. He was freaking out when I revived a few minutes later after my brain rebooted. Afterwards we take a near-boiling bath to sooth my achy holes & muscles and he washes me like my slave. I doubt if we were a couple it would be like this all the time because I’m sure it’s a hard pace to maintain. Having an end in sight must make it worth it working like a dog since it’s just for another week. That or the night sessions, he doesn’t fuck like that for just my benefit…
N’s gone, hopefully he got his fill. I told him to stay away for the rest of the quarantine and we’ll be good as soon as it’s over, then I had to call J and Poolboy because I hadn’t talked to her and hurt him. J was glad to hear from me and wondering where I’d been, I told her I had a friend staying with me. She had mixed feelings on that but I think they were about safety over jealousy. PB wasn’t as easy, he was upset and said he wasn’t talking to me but never hung up for the power of whiny girl voice prevails. I told him N was gone and that arrangement had a time limit, and rather than go over what we already said on the phone to come over so we could talk about it. Where I can whine in his lap and make him get over it. Like I said he knew in theory who I was but reality never occurred to him. Maybe I’ll throw him concessions to get MYSELF out of the doghouse.
He came over and we talked, it was pretty good. Everything was just like I thought about him not really realizing I’m polyamourus. I convinced and got him to agree I’ve always been honest with him and clearly I want him around too. I reminded him he’s not entirely innocent, cheating on his GF and that I’d never said a thing about it because I don’t care, I accept that he’s fucking somebody else too. Even the way I am, inside I still get insecure hearing that with guys because that’s what society teaches, but I know it’s fair and natural and never raise any sign of poutiness when the behavior’s reciprocated because I don’t want to be a hypocrite. So he and I are good and I can play around and he’ll never be a grouch again. Also he was bold and had some demands, so we’ll be ramping up the naughtiness when he comes over. I said any freaky shit he wants to try this is the place to do it!
Or in public, which we’ve had some experience with but not like this. PB was super interested in my solo public escapades and one of his forgiveness demands of me was to participate. And so early one morning we went junk food shopping at one of those little Mexican stores/delis. You know the ones with all the skimpy BUDWEISER posters because they’re not worried about political correctness, with empty shelves all the time and they only have beer and candy, and more importantly can’t afford surveillance cameras? I wore my favorite public outfit and he wore a t-shirt and pj bottoms with the boxer-type button opening in the front. We went in separately and browsed junk food and ramen, ect before meeting up in a good corner behind a freezer near the back. It was just the cashier in the store when we started, but some people did come in and didn’t notice anything. For a minute I was pinned against the machine and we were making out which put pressure on my glass flower in just the right way… He opened my coat and was playing with my tits while I got him hard stroking his cock through his pants. Then I braced my foot against a doorframe to my right so my leg was hiked up for him to fuck me. I couldn’t see anything he was so close but I felt his hard dick push into me and we were going slow and out of sight. A couple more people came and went, nobody came to our freezer cause it was a soda sized one that sold produce, and nobody went to a place like this to get soggy flaccid produce! He started going faster forcing me to cling to his waist with my free leg, and whispered to me I could make a little noise because we couldn’t be heard up front, especially when the freezer generator thing kicked on. At some point a customer came to check us out, I didn’t see him but he kind of peeked around the fridge and I saw PB nod to him, like when you lift your head when you pass someone. I was a little concerned and asked if we should run but he showed me how the guy had made the downturned-mouth “not bad” face and nodded when he figured out what was going on. Just like “oh cool have fun.” I’m glad he didn’t get a good look at my face because he might have seen the age difference and taken issue. PB was keeping an eye out on people in the store and when it cleared out a little more he started fucking me a little harder. I wrapped both my legs around him then and held on to the top of the freezer with my fingers, he was switching between making out with me and licking my neck and cheeks. I cummed loud enough for the guy up front to hear for sure, not a scream or anything but I let out a whimpery “fuck” that you could probably hear at the front door. We were done then and straightened ourselves out before leaving holding hands. The cashier also nodded to us on the way out and didn’t say anything, not that I think he speaks any English, but he had to know what we were up to. When we got back to my car I asked PB if he’d cum with me and he said no he just felt like we shouldn’t push out luck because I was starting to make alot of noise. So I told him sorry and gave him my keys letting him drive my car. On the way home I kept my hand in the front of his pants playing with his dick and keeping him hard until I could finish him off. I would have given him road head but my car’s small. When we got back to the house I dropped my jacket on the back of the couch and bent over it, pulling the stud out of my butt for him. He got the hint right away and stuffed his cock in my ass without any spit or lube or anything, luckily I was pretty loose from having a toy in there. It only took him a minute to finish and I felt his cum fill me up, clenching when he pulled out to contain the mess. I took his shirt off and stomped his pants down, took him upstairs and we took a shower together. I’d have him stay with me a couple weeks if I thought he could get away with it but between his gf and parents I know it’s not possible. I just would like someone to hang out with until it’s over.