“I did that for you; she didn’t want me to leave.”
She winced. “Yes, I’m sorry, we should have talked about that. I just assumed, it was selfish of me. I should have called you.
Hesitantly, I mumbled, “Do you want to make love?”
She giggled devilishly. “I will need a shower first, because what Joe fed me this morning… you probably don’t want to eat that.”
Shocked, I snapped, “What about the condoms? Shit, Annie, we agreed to use condoms!”
She recoiled. “We used condoms, silly, I just thought you might not want to do it until I had showered.”
I flopped back appeased, giving her a chastened glance. “Sorry, just the way you said it.”
She laughed. “Honey we agreed on condoms and I think it was the right thing. I will never do it without your consent.”
“We could shower together,” I suggested.
She nodded. “Sounds like fun to me.”
The shower turned into a frantic hot mid-morning fuck and it took ages for me to come. Allison did a good job of draining my balls the previous night.
Annie didn’t complain, but I think she was a little sore as well. She went into great detail as we made love about what they got up to.
The next few days were a bit strange. I sensed Annie wanted to talk, but we both seemed a bit reticent to start. For my part, I felt a little guilty for falling so quickly under Allison’s spell. She was a very sexy woman, but even so, I expected better of myself. When we walked into the party that night I was overcome with a sense of a young boy in a lolly shop. Every single one of those women were available. All I had to do was show some interest and not be a complete arse, and I was onto a sure thing.
It was a new concept for me, and it took me to a place I would rather not have gone. The next weekend, Pete and Coral came over for one of our social gatherings, and they wanted to talk. Unlike us, they felt no shame and dived in like a pack of feeding hyenas.
Pete enjoyed slinging a bit of shit my way. Making fun of me, he said, “So, my man, it didn’t take you long to collar on to Allison, so what did you think, was I right or was I right?”
I watched Annie as she waited for my answer. “She’s a nice lady.”
“Nice lady, my arse!” he laughed. “She rocked your world, and we both know it.”
Annie sighed loudly. “Wow, she must be something.”
Coral sniggered. “She’s not that much. Pete is just being a prick.”
Pete shrugged. “Sorry, but I couldn’t resist. C’mon, Toby, relax.”
Annie and I took a while to get back to a good space after that.
I got the distinct impression she wasn’t being entirely honest, or was at least holding back about her night with Joe. I tried to weasel it out of her, but although she made it sound like she was talking about it, I felt like it wasn’t everything. I did the only thing I could think of: I rang Coral. We met for lunch, which was unusual, and she didn’t wait before she asked, “Okay, buddy, why are we here having lunch?”
Embarrassed, I grimaced. “Can we talk honestly and keep it a secret?”
She smiled coyly. “Yes, so long as it’s nothing horrible.”
Shaking my head, I sipped my orange juice. “I wanted to talk about Joseph, the guy Annie was with at the party.”
She sniggered. “Why don’t you ask her?”
“Because I feel stupid, that’s why. I was hoping you might help me out.”
She glanced across at me over her glass as she sipped her wine. “All right, what do you want to know?”
“Well, Annie and I have talked about that night a fair bit since it happened, but I get the feeling she isn’t being honest. I sense she is holding back.”
She flinched, chewing softly on her bottom lip. “This is going to remain between just the two of us, right… no going nuts at Annie, or anything stupid?”
A quick shake of the head as the waiter rocked up with our food, and she smiled, “Okay… look, this is probably going to bruise your ego but we… by that I mean us girls, don’t always tell you everything. She’s probably scared of hurting you.”
“Why? I told her everything about my night with Allison.”
She sniggered again. “Oh bullshit. I have known you since kindergarten and I bet you kept some stuff to yourself. Did you tell Annie that Allison deep throats? I bet you didn’t.”
She picked away at her salad. “Joe is a very strong forceful guy, and he has an asset none of the other guys have… Us ladies like him because he is a wonderful lover. Some guys with big dicks just think that’s all it takes, but Joe is the whole package.”
“So he’s better than Pete?”
She sighed. “Yeah, if you take out the love and emotion and talked strictly technical stuff, then yeah, he’s better than Pete.”
We ate is silence for a while before she muttered, “This is all difficult at first. Pete and I struggled with it, as well. I got really jealous. Shit, the first time he went off with a woman by himself and left me at home, I freaked out. If he hadn’t taken his car, I swear to god I would have taken to it with the axe and destroyed it.” She laughed. “You know even today he grumbles about why his thousand dollar putter doesn’t feel the same.”
Stunned by her admission, I asked, “So why do you do it?”
“Because it’s fun. After I got over my fit of jealousy we talked, and I got my chance when he was the one stuck at home minding the kids and I was on my back getting my brains bonked out. Toby, if you can deal with the jealousy, it’s fun. Sex is enjoyable, but only if you can separate it from love.”
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