The Last Straw
May 24th 2006 12:49
We were soaking wet by the time we got inside, so Mr. X had to once again offer us his shirts, clean and dry this time. Taffy grumbled about it, but our outfits were really completely drenched so she didn’t have much choice. And she and I got into bed, while Mr. X showered and followed around 10 minutes later. I think she was feeling quite amorous, but I was sleepy so we were just snuggling. She wasn’t happy again, but she stayed quiet.
And then Mr. X came to bed. Naked.
Which startled me too, not that he doesn’t normally sleep that way, and a guy does have a right to be comfortable in his own bed- but it just seemed slightly shocking somehow, especially considering we were there, and he didn’t know Taffy that well, and no one was sure whether this was going to turn into a night of wild sex or not.
No, yes, maybe? But there he was, and there we were, and the bed seemed an awful lot smaller and more crowded than it had the last weekend. But I was perfectly happy. I was wrapped around Taffy, and she was incredibly soft and warm, and Mr. X had come and curved himself around me from behind so that I could snuggle back against his chest. Polyamorous spooning on a cold night is like a tiny slice of heaven.
But then he put his arm around my waist and whispered goodnight into my hair. And Taffy finally snapped.
And then Mr. X came to bed. Naked.
Which startled me too, not that he doesn’t normally sleep that way, and a guy does have a right to be comfortable in his own bed- but it just seemed slightly shocking somehow, especially considering we were there, and he didn’t know Taffy that well, and no one was sure whether this was going to turn into a night of wild sex or not.
No, yes, maybe? But there he was, and there we were, and the bed seemed an awful lot smaller and more crowded than it had the last weekend. But I was perfectly happy. I was wrapped around Taffy, and she was incredibly soft and warm, and Mr. X had come and curved himself around me from behind so that I could snuggle back against his chest. Polyamorous spooning on a cold night is like a tiny slice of heaven.
But then he put his arm around my waist and whispered goodnight into my hair. And Taffy finally snapped.
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