A few years ago, my husband kept the kids while I went for a visit with my best friend from college. Sunni is the sexiest woman I know and not surprisingly she is often involved in polyamorous relationships. I knew when I planned the trip that she was living with two men and another woman, but I didn't care. Little did I know that it would come to matter very much.
I arrived on a Friday night, planning to leave a week later. When I pulled up outside the house, the first thing I was struck by was how small it was for four people living there. Imagine my shock when I learned that there were actually five in residence!
Sunni came out wrapped in a sarong, a glass of sangria in one hand. She was followed by three of the hunkiest guys I've even seen and two equally good lucking women. New Mexico might be a retirement mecca, but evidently there was a shortage of young flesh. Certainly, it was on display that night.
Clearly I had overpacked since Sunni's housemate and lover, Claris handed me a not so large rectangle of silk as a sarong with instructons to change. Since the desert heat was searing and my luggage had disappeared I obeyed, dressing in a tiny bathroom off the living room.
When I came out, Sunni hugged me. I could feel her strong but slim body through the thin layers of fabric between us. The scent of jasmine wafted from her hair and a subtler female odor and I was suddenly curious about how often she shared her body with the gorgeous people she lived with.
Did they have a rotating schedule? Were there threesome, foursomes, or (with the new addition of Leilani)moresomes? It would have taken a huge bed if they did because the guys were all above 6 feet. The smaller two must have weighed between 225 and 250 lbs. The third, a guy who looked a lot like the Black and Samoan wrestler The Rock was 6'7"probably weighed 280. There wasn't a spare ounce of fat on any of them.
Suddenly I was curious about the sleeping arrrangements. All of the house I'd seen so far was a tiny bathroom and a small all-purpose area with a couple couches, a refrigerator, sink, and stove. Neither couch looked like a pull out and the house wasn't large enough for a guest bedroom.
"Where's my bed?" I blurted
I must have blushed because Sunni laughed and said that she guessed that I was tired and would appreciate a lie down. She said that a siesta was customary and not to worry. Everyone was about to take a pre-dinner nap.
My thoughts went from where I'd be sleeping to with whom!
(to be continued...)
I arrived on a Friday night, planning to leave a week later. When I pulled up outside the house, the first thing I was struck by was how small it was for four people living there. Imagine my shock when I learned that there were actually five in residence!
Sunni came out wrapped in a sarong, a glass of sangria in one hand. She was followed by three of the hunkiest guys I've even seen and two equally good lucking women. New Mexico might be a retirement mecca, but evidently there was a shortage of young flesh. Certainly, it was on display that night.
Clearly I had overpacked since Sunni's housemate and lover, Claris handed me a not so large rectangle of silk as a sarong with instructons to change. Since the desert heat was searing and my luggage had disappeared I obeyed, dressing in a tiny bathroom off the living room.
When I came out, Sunni hugged me. I could feel her strong but slim body through the thin layers of fabric between us. The scent of jasmine wafted from her hair and a subtler female odor and I was suddenly curious about how often she shared her body with the gorgeous people she lived with.
Did they have a rotating schedule? Were there threesome, foursomes, or (with the new addition of Leilani)moresomes? It would have taken a huge bed if they did because the guys were all above 6 feet. The smaller two must have weighed between 225 and 250 lbs. The third, a guy who looked a lot like the Black and Samoan wrestler The Rock was 6'7"probably weighed 280. There wasn't a spare ounce of fat on any of them.
Suddenly I was curious about the sleeping arrrangements. All of the house I'd seen so far was a tiny bathroom and a small all-purpose area with a couple couches, a refrigerator, sink, and stove. Neither couch looked like a pull out and the house wasn't large enough for a guest bedroom.
"Where's my bed?" I blurted
I must have blushed because Sunni laughed and said that she guessed that I was tired and would appreciate a lie down. She said that a siesta was customary and not to worry. Everyone was about to take a pre-dinner nap.
My thoughts went from where I'd be sleeping to with whom!
(to be continued...)
