The unicorn started out as a couple thing. Her husband only wanted to play with girls because he was jealous of her with another guy. I offered myself up. It never happened. And months later she called us, saying the guy was too jealous. That relationship was ending. But she alone would love to meet up with US.
We adore this woman. She knows who she is. Knows what she wants. She has no drama. Just loves good sex. We respect her immensely. And love to take her to the local club. She has her own fun. And fun with us. It’s a wonderful friendship.
To add to the abundance of our happiness, the hot blonde and her amazing husband are now a regular “thing” for us (see the ongoing story on previous blogs of mine—ultimate fantasy or worst nightmare). Not that we see a lot of them. Busy vanilla lives. Hesitation about how regular is too regular? Menstrual cycles. The boundaries are endless. But we have had some amazing sex lately. Even a mid-week nooner. No child care worries that way. Although we did all head back to work smelling of sex and butterscotch body shots.
We have even had the fluid bonding conversation—no condoms among the four of us. We promise to tell right away if any slip-ups happen outside of our arrangement. And Mr. D might even be getting a vasectomy just to make this arrangement happen.
I am so unproductive at work. I have a silly grin on my face. I am easily distracted. I am having those “new” feelings of giddiness. I am a happy lifestyle gal. I embrace the “monogamish” idea that Dan Savage promotes—socially monogamous, sexually adventurous. Our marriage is rock solid. And the sex within our marriage is phenomenal. Especially since all of this abundance has come into our lives.
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Gotta love Dan Savage for inventing the word ‘monogomish’ 😉