It must have been the release of the tension, because we were both spent. She spooned into me as I reached around her to grasp her breast and nuzzled the back of her neck.
Just as I was dropping into sleep, I heard James quietly leaving the room, presumably to sleep in the guest room.
My bladder told me it was time to get up, and I was sitting on the toilet with my head down when I heard the door open and saw Cecilia leaning on the door-frame stark naked with a big grin on her face. This was getting to be a bad habit.
“A little privacy, please,” I said, a little angrily.
“If you wanted privacy, you should have locked the door.”
“Most people knock before opening a closed door.”
“Whatever,” she said with a shrug and walked into the shower.
“As long as we’re discussing courtesies, please don’t flush while I’m in the shower,” she said as she drew the curtain closed.
I was more than a little irritated, and since the water wasn’t running yet, I decided fuck it and flushed the toilet.
I ignored her grumbling and climbed into the shower behind her. When she turned on the water, I began washing her back and soon our little spat was forgotten.
We had a lot of fun washing each other’s hair, among other things, but the hot water was running out, so we got out, dried off and got into our fluffy robes.
We could smell that James had coffee and breakfast on as we made our way to the kitchen. Breakfast was relatively quiet as we made small talk, avoiding the elephant in the room, then it was time for Cecilia to get dressed and go home.
We walked her to the front door and she wrapped her arms around James’ neck and gave him a big kiss on the lips. Pulling back she stroked his cheek and said,
“Thank you, James… for everything,” then gave me a kiss and she was gone.
I fell into James’ arms, a tear trickling down my cheek.
“I want to thank you also, Sweetheart, that couldn’t have been easy for you.”
“Are you kidding? That has to have been one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. Do you think we’ll do it again?”
“I… I don’t know. I’d have to talk to Cecilia. You’re sure you wouldn’t mind?”
“Not as long as I can be there,” he said grinning.
I didn’t rush things, James was a little too eager, but we did play with Cecilia again… again… and again.
It wasn’t just sex. We went out to dinner together, dancing, shows. It got a little awkward when we’d be at a club and the guys couldn’t understand why they couldn’t get a dance with one of us while James was dancing with the other. I suppose we could have danced with them, but we just didn’t want to.
Things changed after a few weeks in a way that I probably should have expected.
Cecilia and I were spooned together facing James, almost ready to fall asleep, when we heard soft moans coming from where James was sitting. We didn’t need to turn on the light to realize that James was masturbating. It just took a few moments before we heard him groan in his release, pull up his pajamas and hurry out of the bedroom.
I knew that James would be turned on, but actually seeing it troubled me somehow, but I didn’t see how I could object.
Cecilia turned and looked me in the eye.
“It’s all right, Sharon, you’ll see, everything will be okay.”
I nodded, but I knew she could see that I had my doubts. She turned around and started placing gentle kisses all over my face until I fell asleep.
I was still uncomfortable at breakfast, but still didn’t see what could be done about it. Cecilia on the other hand, didn’t seem to be bothered at all, it seemed to turn her on.
“We saw what you did last night,” she said to James.
“I… I’m sorry,” he said.
“Oh, no need to apologize, I thought it was kind of hot. In fact, I’d be insulted if you weren’t turned on by us.”
James turned all shades of red.
“I’d better get going,” he said hustling out of the kitchen as Cecilia broke out in giggles.
“That was mean,” I said.
“What was mean about it? I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true.”
I just sighed. Part of me was beginning to think that this whole thing was a bad idea, but I couldn’t give up Cecilia.
That seemed to trigger a change in the relationship between the three of us, both sexually and socially.
James was less subtle in his masturbation while Cecilia and I had sex. His corner didn’t seem to be as dark, and he gradually moved from pulling his cock out, to dropping his pajamas, to removing his pajamas, to not even bothering with them at all, just coming into the room naked, with his erect cock bouncing along.
Cecilia seemed at times to be distracted, sometimes I had to stick a finger up her butt to remind her who she was having sex with.
They were also getting more touchy-feely. I sometimes found myself walking separately while they had their arms around each other. I finally had to talk to them about it. They were very apologetic and backed off, and they both made an extra effort to show me affection.
We settled into a new normal, and I have to admit that when James and I made love it was hotter and more passionate than ever, when the next shoe dropped.
“You know, James,” Cecilia said, “you don’t need to hide in the corner, you can come closer.
“Ow,” she said as I elbowed her in the ribs. “What was that for?”
“Why do you want him over here? The only reason he’s here at all was so that you and I can be together.”
“Maybe that’s your only reason, but I like James, and he’s being a really cool guy about all this, maybe he deserves a little reward.”
“He gets all the reward he needs from me, thank you very much.” I turned my back pulling the sheet over me.
I felt Cecilia shift and heard James leave. Cecilia spooned against my back and kissed the back of my neck.
“I’m sorry, Sharon. I apologize if I overstepped my bounds.”
I rolled over and kissed her on the lips.
“It’s okay, Babe, I didn’t mean to blow up at you, but you have to realize that this was one of my biggest fears when I started all this, that I might lose James.”
“Oh, Sharon, you could never lose him, he loves you to death. How many husbands would agree to any of this? The entire Patriots cheerleader squad could never take him away from you.”
“I know, I guess I’ve always known, but I still get insecure at times. Maybe we should dial things back a bit.”
Cecilia looked a little puzzled, but nodded her head. I turned out the light and we fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
We slept in, and when we awoke, James was out. He left the coffee on, and a note:
Sharon, I think that you and Cecilia can use some alone time, so I’m going to play a couple of rounds of golf. I should be back around six. I’ll pick up pizza, text me with what kind and how much. Love, James
Reading between the lines, he was asking if Cecilia would be here.
Cecilia and I agreed that James and I should spend the evening alone, just the two of us.
Of course, that didn’t mean that Cecilia and I couldn’t play some more, and we did.
Cecilia left after lunch and I spent the afternoon picking up, though it wasn’t really needed, it just kept my hands busy while I kept turning things over in my mind.
I decided that I was going to take a break from sex with Cecilia, and make James my priority. Not that he was being neglected; far from it, but in a way I was over-doing it, as if I was trying to make up for something, and maybe I was.