The Complex Knot of Love
May 3rd 2006 09:52
I have to admit, my initial expectations may have been a teeny bit excessive. It all just seemed so simple! I liked her, she liked me, I liked him, he liked me, and I was going to get to be the scrumptious filling in a yummy Taffy/Mr.X sandwich. Me, being laved and loved and lavished attention upon.
But for most of us, sex can never be completely detached from emotion- not should it be. And it struck home while we stood there in nervous silence.
The truth was, Mr. X really was my ex. He was, shall we say, the only man with whom I had experienced intimate physical relations, and whom I had loved since I’d fallen with all the ardour of sixteen-going-on-seventeen. We’d spent a wonderful and tumultuous two and half years together, and it had been less than a month since we had decided to let go of the romantic aspect of our relationship- for various complex reasons, not the least of which was that neither of us was exactly a poster-child for monogamy.
And I was about to get back into bed with him. What might this mean? And what about Taffy? It was only our third night together! And if they really both liked me, and I was quite sure they did, how could I fix this so no one got hurt?
Ah yes, for a wicked immoral hedonist I can be incredibly selfless. So I took a brief cold shower and let them seduce each other.
A brief shower. Dark plots, remember? Any climax to the night was still awaiting my return.
But for most of us, sex can never be completely detached from emotion- not should it be. And it struck home while we stood there in nervous silence.
The truth was, Mr. X really was my ex. He was, shall we say, the only man with whom I had experienced intimate physical relations, and whom I had loved since I’d fallen with all the ardour of sixteen-going-on-seventeen. We’d spent a wonderful and tumultuous two and half years together, and it had been less than a month since we had decided to let go of the romantic aspect of our relationship- for various complex reasons, not the least of which was that neither of us was exactly a poster-child for monogamy.
And I was about to get back into bed with him. What might this mean? And what about Taffy? It was only our third night together! And if they really both liked me, and I was quite sure they did, how could I fix this so no one got hurt?
Ah yes, for a wicked immoral hedonist I can be incredibly selfless. So I took a brief cold shower and let them seduce each other.
A brief shower. Dark plots, remember? Any climax to the night was still awaiting my return.
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Comment by Stanley
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It's pretty tough to separate sex and emotion... sooner or later, some kind of emotion is going to enter the mix...
Comment by amy
Heheh "I have soooooo many sex stories you wouldn't believe, I'm just not going to tell you" either =P
Comment by Lia
Amy, you're just a tease! You keep slipping in references to 'my own adventures'. But you never ever tell!
Comment by amy
(I seem to remember sharing with you all how boring my life is in the shadow of Lia's...)
Lia you seem to make sexual experimentation mainstreamly acceptable - you ARE the trendy new bisexual: young, fresh, reader friendly and non-confrontational.
Maybe it's in your writing style but not everyone could pull this off!
Kudos sista!