“You can tell me if you think he’s better than me at sex.”
“It’s probably better because it’s not you. It’s sex with someone else – someone that’s not my husband. And the fact it’s your best friend makes it more exciting. Does that make sense?”
“I think so. I just want the truth, like we talked about. I promised I wouldn’t ask anything I’m not ready to hear.” I waited.
“Truthfully? I guess it’s better.”
“I can’t believe you are sleeping with my best friend. And he’s a lot better than me in bed.”
“Does that make you jealous?”
“Yes. Incredibly.” I said.
“Good,” Nikki smiled. “I want you to be jealous. . . . it shows you love me.” She smiled.
“I admit it kind of turns me on when I’m getting ready for him. Honestly if you were watching me get ready for him, you’d be so upset that I’m not doing it for you.”
“If I watched you guys having sex would I be upset?”
“”I don’t know how you’d feel if you saw how I get when I am with him. . . . You’d probably be upset,” Nikki giggled.
“Why?”
“You don’t really want to know.”
“Is he bigger than me?”
“Are you sure you want me to answer that?”
“Yes.”
“Then yes, he’s bigger than you. And so we do things I’ve never done with you. Plus he lasts a lot longer than you do, so I’m able to have an orgasm . . . I wish you could do that to me.” Realizing she may have taken it too far, she said, “Aw, I’m sorry sweetie. I didn’t mean it like that.”
“What was your favorite part?” I asked.
“My favorite part? It was when he was inside me and he told me he wanted to claim me. . . to make me his. I know that probably hurts you, but it was my favorite part.”
“Holy shit,” I said. “So are you guys, like, dating?”
“Well that’s something we should talk about. We’re not dating. I wanted to talk to you first.”
“Well do you want to be dating?”
“It depends. Are you sure you can handle me cheating on you like this?”
“I am, for sure.”
“Do you want me to keep seeing him? Like in a boyfiend-girlfriend relationship, not just sex?”
“Sure. If that’s what you want.”
“I mean, I’m not opposed to dating him. I like him, and we have fun together. I’m attracted to him, we have chemistry, and the sex is amazing. If things go well, and if you’re ok with it, which it sounds like you are, I would consider ‘dating’ him like boyfriend-girlfriend.”
I was having a hard time controlling not cumiming. Nikki noticed, “Aw, look at you sweetie, you’re getting all worked up. Are you jealous?”
“I am going to blow my load if we keep talking like this.”
Nikki giggled, flattered that I was so turned on by her.
I said, “Plus, I love that little outfit you’re wearing.”
“Thanks sweetie. I’m actually going out with Matt in a bit, and I wanted to wear something sexy for him. . . . I can’t believe I can tell you this. You’re the best husband.”
“I am so turned on . . . the way you are kind of denying me is so hot — humiliating, but in a good way.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I like the adrenaline rush . . . even though I know you would never leave me, the risk that Matt is taking you away from me is a rush.”
“I know what you mean. I will never leave you . . . but it is like I’ve taken something from you and given it to Matt. . . . I guess the question is how far should we go with that?”