And Then There Were Three (5 page)

“I have developed some unusual and highly
uncharacteristic feelings for you Nicole. They are threatening my
marriage. This is my fault not yours so I have to fix this. I love
Mark with all of my heart and hurting him is something I can’t
continue to do.”

“But I understand those feelings and could
help you work through them. I have been in love with women before
as well as men. It’s not unnatural what you are feeling.”

Her admission took me aback as I took her for
a man loving fem fatale. I had to think of my next words very
carefully but I was literally drawing a blank. I looked to see if
Nicole had any additional wisdom on the subject. She rewarded me
with an idea.

“Would it be possible for Mark and me to
perhaps get the chance to know each other aside from when he drops
off Sabrina? I think that we made a positive connection at Evan’s
party.”

“I am not sure you are one of Mark’s favorite
people right now. Besides what would your getting to know my
husband do for this crazy ass crush I have on you. I have never
ever been interested in women in a sexual way. I can’t for the life
of me explain this to myself let alone to my husband,” I said
rationalizing my feelings. I did not want to give Nicole the
slightest hint that I wanted to indulge these feelings. I did allow
her to convince me to set up a proper meeting with the three of us.
Perhaps if Mark could have his say so and make a final demand for
my cooperation in our marriage I could rid myself of these
feelings. I would rather live the rest of my life with these
feelings than spend one day without him as my husband.

“Fuck no Eva why would I want to go out with
her. This woman that you are falling for that I have already met.
What is there to say?” Mark demanded angrily.

“I do not know but perhaps we can all talk
this out and I can put these stupid feelings to rest. I want to be
here with you and follow through on our plans to grow old together.
However I do not want there to be an air of mistrust for the next
sixty years.”

“I do not want to see you with someone else,
male or female. That is my answer to this. Fix whatever it is and
let’s move on with our lives Eva, please.”

“I think this is the best way for us to move
on Mark.” I was drained of answers but wrought with questions. Mark
reluctantly agreed slamming his fist down on the granite
countertop. He didn’t even flinch as the skin above one knuckle
broke. I immediately retrieved the first aid kit. After patching
him up we sat together in our family room locked in a tight
embrace. I could feel his body and mind begging me to stop this
madness. I so desperately wanted to take these feelings and chuck
them off the nearest bridge. I was so happy in my marriage before I
walked into that studio. If only I could un-walk into that studio
and never lay eyes on Nicole, we would be fine. Or would we?

The dinner with Mark and Nicole was initially
unremarkable. The children were at my parents’ house for a few
weeks of their summer vacation. So aside from everyday breathing
the dinner table was silent as a mouse. Why do we say silent as a
mouse are they really silent? Sorry I digress. I was tired of the
quiet and having never put my filter back on I opened the
dialogue.

“So are we going to talk about what brought
us all here or not,” I said with a touch more anger than I meant.
Mark gave me a deadpanned glare that made me shrink in my seat.

“Mark, I just want to say that I am really
sorry about all of this. I really did not mean for any of this to
happen. I was really happy to be making a new friend. I never
thought I would develop feelings for Eva or vice versa.”

Mark looked at Nicole incredulously. “I would
prefer if the two of you would quit wanting to fuck behind my
back.” Looks like Mark has no filter today either. I blushed and
paled at the same time. Not sure how that is even possible but I
did. “Mark!”

“Eva, I am done with formalities. I do not
want to be apart of this little weird shit you two have going on.
You’re a married woman. It is time you started acting like it.
Nicole you are a very beautiful woman I am sure you can find a
woman or a man for that matter to love that doesn’t already belong
to someone else.” Mark stood from the table ready to end our great
talk.

“I am sorry Mark, I never meant to come
between the two of you. It’s just that from the first day I saw
your wife I couldn’t help the instant connection. I could tell that
she had never been with or attracted to a woman before. I could
also tell at the party how in love the two of you are. It’s so
palpable what you two have that there wasn’t a soul in that room
that wasn’t envious of your wonderful relationship, myself
included. I guess that’s why I am so attracted to you both. What
you have is so amazing and highly unusual these days that I can’t
stop myself from wanting to bask in it,” Nicole replied. She pushed
her chair back from the table managing a graceful stand on
five-inch heels. I was processing her words a lot faster than my
husband and I waited for him to get the sledgehammer hit I just
received. She was attracted to us both. WTF!

“What did you say?” Mark stammered as
recognition flood his features. Before she could answer he looked
from her then to me to see if I were on the same page. The look of
shock was enough to convince him that I was not privy to this new
development before this meeting. Nicole walked over to Mark and
planted a full on kiss. I watched in fascinated horror as he fought
to release himself from the kiss. He gave in to the passionate
assault, as I stood not in anger but to actually get a closer look.
Go figure! When they saw me approach they instantly split apart. My
face conveyed not a hint of anger as I searched my entire body for
one thread of jealousy to fuel a quick surge of anger. There was
none. I somehow knew that no matter what Mark would never leave me.
He would never put her before me or choose her over me. We may
disagree but he would always have my back. In essence the response
to feel threatened had completely escaped me.

Nicole realized I had not approached them in
anger and she rewarded me with my own kiss. I faltered a bit I am
not ashamed to say. Hey it was my first kiss with a woman. I had no
idea what I was doing. It turns out it’s just like kissing a man
only its not and it’s a woman. I slipped into it so easily and out
just as fast as Mark’s feelings jumped to the forefront of my
thoughts. I did not feel threatened but I couldn’t be sure he
didn’t feel the same on some level. Mark shook his head in my
direction and I wasn’t sure if it was a good or bad sign. When he
gave a slight smile I knew he was encouraging this kiss. Nicole
picked up immediately and kissed me again. I am not ashamed now to
say I fell head first into this kiss. This kiss that I have wanted
for the last few months so desperately and now that it was here, it
was everything I thought it would be.

The softness of her lips I could only liken
to satin sheets. They were so smooth and delicious as I devoured
them figuratively not literally. Slowly she allowed her tongue to
invade my mouth after I initially put up a weak protest. Our
tongues caressed ever so gently against one another. A moan
actually escaped my lips, which was another WTF moment for me. Mark
interrupted the kiss pulling me into his arms. It wasn’t a super
manly macho display of prowess, he simply felt left out. The ease
and comfort with which I kissed my husband nearly knocked Nicole
off her feet. I had been kissing this man for eighteen years I was
well versed in his lips and mouth. After eighteen years his kisses
still bowled me over as they did on the day we met. We took this
little burlesque-like vaudeville show to the couch.

I have never ever made out with a woman. Let
alone made out with a woman and my husband. I was practically
vibrating with sexual energy as I kissed first Mark and then
Nicole. Mark took turns placing various kisses on both our female
bodies. I was not ready to move past Nicole’s lips and touch her
more intimately. That however did not stop Mark as he navigated
both our breasts with practiced know how and beautiful execution.
We were both writhing under his wonderful touch when I felt an
additional touch. Nicole’s hand was lightly brushing across my
breast while my husband greedily sucked the other. I thought I was
going to detonate right then and there. Nicole looked to be in a
tennis match alternating between watching my facial reaction and
watching Mark tend to my very erect nipple. And then I had an
absolutely out of this world orgasm from their joint ministrations.
I could see two looks of self-satisfaction when I dared open my
eyes.

Mark, pleased with himself, turned his
attention to Nicole. I took this opportunity to determine if she
was being genuine with her admission regarding my husband. If she
were just going through the motions so that we would have
opportunity then this would not work. That alone would be cause to
eject her from our home and our lives. I would not allow her to
split us up even if I knew deep down that she would leave before
that would ever happen. I had a good feeling about this and not
just from the recent orgasm. Mark continued to ravish her body with
the same enthusiasm as he had so kindly bestowed upon me. I could
see the look of absolute pleasure strewn across Nicole’s beautiful
features as he licked and sucked her nipples to submission.

Mark took my hand careful not to stop what he
was doing and placed it upon her free breast. I tried to pull away
but he held my hand in place. If we were doing this he was
determined to see me through this. Either this would get out of my
system or we just found a new uh something. I didn’t know what to
call what this was. I thought about my own breasts and touched
Nicole, as I would want my breast stroked. Nicole’s groans
intensified and she like me gave into the pleasure. With both of us
temporarily sated we turned our attention to Mark. I pulled his
polo shirt off revealing with pride my husband’s well-defined body.
Nicole’s jaw dropped slightly as she took in the sight of Mark’s
beautiful body. Needing no further directions we both licked and
teased his chest while he relished the double attention.

I took the initiative and unzipped his pants
slipping my hand inside. Mark let out a loud exclamation as I
stroked him. Nicole continued kissing his mouth as he moaned. When
I fully released him from his underwear we took turns stroking his
fantastic length. At some point we developed a cohesive strategy
that allowed us both to stroke him at the same time. Mark could
barely survive this much attention at one time. His appreciation
spilled forth covering both our hands as he whimpered our names.
Our names together sounded like a high-end fashion boutique,
Eva-Nicole. We hovered over his mouth, Nicole and I, kissing. His
breath was finally starting to settle down and we felt it safe to
include him in the kisses now that his breathing was somewhat
stable.

I expected this awkward silence as we cleaned
up from our couch exploits. That didn’t happen. We talked excitedly
about one subject or another. Nicole took in the majesty that was
our house, which could easily be the topic of a million
conversations. The unique design of our six-bedroom home usually
left people badgering us with questions. Nicole and I took up
positions on either side of Mark as we settled into an easy
conversation. Hey what is there you can’t talk about after a sort
of threesome without penetration.

“I have a performance coming up next week. I
would really like it if you two were in the audience,” Nicole said
wistfully.

“I think that would be a nice date for us,” I
agreed looking at Mark. He was looking at me waiting for my
decision. Once it was settled that we would attend I got up to
retrieve a bottle of wine. For the next few hours we talked
incessantly with lots of laughs thrown in for good measure. Nicole
was very interesting and it appeared that we were as well. She
listened to our eighteen-year history with bated breath.

“Wow you two really are a success story. I
think that’s really impressive,” Nicole said. The smile plastered
on her lips lit up the room. She just had this natural glow and we
were drawn like a moth to a flame. I had never ever in my life
considered the sexual love of a woman but this particular woman
dashed all that resistance. I wanted to know everything there was
to know about her in the hopes of understanding how she came to be.
I knew the questions would have to take a more serious tone at some
point. I had no qualms asking the tough questions.

“So I have to ask Nicole. Are you seeing
anyone else?” My question was intended to bring the laughing to a
halt and get to the information we would need to proceed.

“I am not seeing anyone right now. My last
relationship ended in disaster so I have just been on the mend this
last year,” she answered. I could hear the pain in her tone as she
spoke. Probing her further was going to be painful for her but we
needed to know. If she was in the habit of dating couples or
engaging in threesomes then we would need to know if any of those
ended badly. I suddenly felt embolden and the lovesick puppy I was
before was now a Doberman protecting her brood.

“Can I ask what happened there?” I said
casually sipping from my wine glass. Nicole looked momentarily
flustered as she formulated her words. At first I was under the
impression she was going to spin a neat little web of half-truths
but then a look of honesty registered across her delicate
features.

“My fiancé, Jason, decided two weeks before
our wedding that he didn’t want to spend the rest of his life with
a woman who could not bear him children. Rather than tell me
face-to-face he left me a Dear John letter or I guess Jane in this
case. It included an address where I could forward my engagement
ring. I was devastated to say the least and swore off both men and
women.” Nicole looked only slightly relieved to get out the truth.
“I am not looking for pity if that’s what you’re both
thinking.”