Four on Two, The Continuation

My phone buzzed.
Thinking it was a text from FF, I picked it up and was surprised to see it was Katygirl!
She begins by apologizing for not keeping in touch with me and feels that she was rather busy -with Jalapeno!
The conversation was frantic as I was trying to come to grips with all that has happened since I talked to her last.  The last time she mentioned him was during a funny motel episode they had.

My advice to her at the time was perhaps she needed to sever ties with him and move on.
Apparently not only did she not heed my advice...but went into the totally opposite direction.

They have been meeting several people over CL for threesomes and such.
What REALLY stunned me is that they were basically in a relationship and have been inseparable as of late.

But like a famous pitchman, I HAVE MORE!
Turns out Jalapeno never had sex with a woman before until that night and she went on to tell me how after the talk, he had confided how he never really told anyone about his being gay/bi (??) and wasn't comfortable enough to talk to anyone else in his life about that facet of his life.
she continued the conversation by saying that he was very private and closed-mouthed about his wants and needs.
As she drew him out, they realized they have more in common than they realized and worked out to have one of the most unorthodox relationships I have ever heard in my life.  
Let me tell you this, I have seen, heard, and been in quite a few combinations of such so I know a thing or two about that. 
She enlisted a regular FWB to "teach" him on how to treat a female lover since his technique not only needed fine-tuning, but a complete reworking.  He (Jalapeno) was so enthusiastic about it that he was actually asking questions and taking notes.
To top it all off, turns out they are meeting and greeting people as a couple, and even a married couple including to some of his friends.  They are carrying it so far to the point where they actually have gold bands they slip on when they meet people from CL or professional friends.


Talk about a major Beard here. 

"It really works for us!", she said at one point, "I get majorly turned on by watching gay porn, and so does he, but I can see it in real life as well and he makes me happy."
My response to her was simply that I'm glad that she found someone to be happy.

Suddenly, she remembered that I mentioned I had a g/f and asked me about her.


I told her about our meeting, and a few of our dates here and there.

"Wow! That's pretty hot!", she said after I filled her in quite a bit of it.
"Yeah, you two have quite a bit in common.  She LOVES blowjobs."
"Really? Do you think we can meet?"


Why not?  
I filled her in on the scenario, simply as meeting friends with nothing expected.
She agreed to that and also to going to dinner and an opera next month. (FF can't make it due to scheduling conflicts)
I thanked her for thinking of me and we promised to try to keep in touch more, and perhaps a party in January. 


Suddenly, I feel like my life is getting a bit complicated, but fun!

 

Oh, NOW he wants to play!

While I'm reading up and things, I suddenly see a chime on one of my IM's from "Pat".


Haven't seen or heard from him since he blew me off just before one or two parties ago.*
Suddenly he's talking about his new girlfriend and how she wants to be part of the action, and that I'm the only one with balls enough to do it.


"Are you sure you can make it this time?" I asked.  It was a legitimate question.  He's bailed on me just before 3 other parties for one reason or another which usually involving a wife having issues.**


"Sure! SHE is okay now, I can do pretty much what I please and doesn't ask questions."  They were swingers at one point, so she must know he found someone else.
"Are you sure?  She's not just going to be a wall flower, will she?"
"I'm sure she's down for some watching and maybe a threesome or more!"


But I got another party I'm prepping and then there is a bit of my financial setback; One party isn't that big of a deal, but right now, two is going to be a bit of trouble.

"I'll help with the costs.  Really."   Yeah, right. He lives paycheck to paycheck making the middle 6-six figures and I loan HIM money occasionally. 
"Why don't I believe you?"  Surely he could detect my skepticism in my typing.
"I will! I'll pay for the hotel room!"
Whoopie.
I'm excited.
Can't you tell I'm excited?
Yes I am.
After a few some thought, I agree.

"Okay, I'll do it."
"Can we make it this weekend??"
WTF? Unless my life is cruising craigslist, these things can take at least a month!
"Umm...no. I was thinking January."
"Why so long?"  I explained to him what had happened.
"Oh. that sucks.  Whenever you think. We're ready."

Screw him.
I'll plan the party, but only because I want something local, fun, and get together with Katygirl.
IF he decides to show up...great. If not, not big deal.



*His "wife" would pretend or over exaggerate her health issues to just get him home.  I called her out about it once after I was her caregiver to give Pat a break.  She would call him complaining and I'd immediately call back telling him to stay where he's at to relax.  Bitch.
**I used to swing with them many years ago.  Oh the stories I could tell! Some of them involved "Holly." But that's for another time.   I'm sure you don't want to hear about too many of my old stories!

Seperate ways?

I paid a visit with Sharon last week for some fun sex, and apparently, she is having some misgivings since our last adventure.  While our encounter was satisfying, I could tell she was a bit more distracted than usual afterward.  She confessed that she had fun, but that she felt that a line was crossed in her cheating and needed sometime to reflect about her marriage, her sex life, and her life overall. 
Asking what she had in mind, she said she still wants to see me occasionally, but only under the rules we established several months ago.
We agreed that that would be our only means of communication for now unless she initiates it.

"I hope you understand, I really enjoy my time with you." was her response after we agreed to the rules.
"That's okay, and I understand." was my response.  I totally respected where her head was at.
"But, I will leave it up to you if you want it rough or not, I love how you handle me." she said with some hope in her voice.
"Your body is fun to play with, I'll watch for the cock signal." I tenderly nudge her with my hip on my way out the door.
"When you see the signal, I'm always ready for you." she said with a giggle, and with that she gave me a kiss through the car window before hitting the garage button.

For what I suspect is the last time, I backed my car out out of the sleeping neighborhood and into the dark.

StormCloud....

Some interesting things have happened over the past week and it is going to require several different posts, but I will try to get as much in without being a bunch of babble...which is going to be a first with a post of mine.

I think I need to explain the dynamic between Stormcloud and I; even though I have explained it briefly in the past, the need to expound on it came upon me while I was talking to a fellow blogger (which deserves another post).

We met around 15 years ago while I was heavily into swinging and even more active than I am today.  We were as different as night and day sexually and morally, but somehow I was able to date her for a short time (Monogamy was ROUGH!). The more I knew about her and her past and the things she had endured I was in awe about the mettle this woman had.  
While we were intimate, she rarely did more of the things I liked (at the time, I was more heavily into the D/s thing) but discovered a love for anal sex (To date, I'm the only man she has let do that to her).
As we eventually cooled and found other relationships, we saw each other infrequently and quite platonic.
When she discovered I broken up with a then girlfriend, she confided how things weren't going well with her marriage; it was then that I became "The other man".
Things eventually came apart with her husband and her life started to fall apart with my trying to help her out as much as I could financially, emotionally, and physically.
This part of our friendship took its toll on our friendship and realized our relationship as "Toxic" because she was draining me and decided to slowly ween her off me.
Over the years (six or so), while her calls to me were increasingly infrequent (much to my delight), every call that she made was greeted with a certain dread; but I couldn't refuse her calls.
The conversations basically went to talking about difficulties about her job, her kids, her health issues, etc and just totally brought me down.
I could have won the lottery, had a kid, and had the worlds best sex THE SAME DAY, but after one of her phone calls, I would be ready to drink arsenic, slit my wrists, and jump off a building with hungry crocodiles at the bottom with a gun to my head to shoot myself on the way down.

It was that bad, but I was the only emotional anchor she had in this world and didn't want to let her down.

Nowadays, it seems like she just wants sex; apparently her current boyfriend isn't doing it for her and she's sending in the closer to plug that extra hole (or whatever her thinking is).

For now I have to be on guard of her getting back into my life.

THIS is why I call her Stormcloud.  Don't get me wrong, she's a beautiful person, and would do anything for anyone, if she had the resources, but to me, she has gotten to be Toxic.

And I'm seeing her tonight.