"Are you serious, Mark?" Jessi asked, raising up on one elbow so she could look at me in the dim light of her darkened studio apartment. "You'll do it?"
The "it" to which my young blonde lover was referring was the threesome with her friend Amara that she had proposed the week before, and that we had talked about earlier that evening.
"I am serious, Jessi," I assured her, propping myself up so I could look at her on the same level. "But do not make me think about it too much - I will likely talk myself out of it."
Jessi laughed and kissed me before saying, "I know you will, Mark. But I know this excites you. I am so happy we are going to do it."
"I think it is usually the guy who says that," I teased her, which brought a somewhat self-conscious laugh from the lips of the twenty-year-old blonde as we both lay back down and she again snuggled against my side.
"Yeah, it probably is," she finally replied, and I think that her cheeks reddened, although I could not tell for sure in the low light. "I'll text Amara in the morning."
"You are going to see her tomorrow night, right" I inquired, recalling that she had told me earlier that Saturday night was the night she would be having a threesome with Amara and her boyfriend.
Jessi had told me that she had agreed to that threesome so Amara would agree to one with us. She had also told me that she would not be having sex with Amara's boyfriend, other than oral sex. She had further explained that the same agreement was in place for a threesome for us with Amara -a blonde woman who I thought was approximately Jessi's age. Amara would limit herself to oral sex with me, just as Jessi would with Amara's boyfriend. For both threesomes, there was no imitation on what the women could do with each other, at least from what Jessi had said.
"Yeah, but I don't think that will be the time to talk about our threesome, since her boyfriend will be there and we will be concentrating on him," the blonde explained.
I was momentarily hit with a feeling of jealousy as I thought about Jessi being with the other woman and with her boyfriend - especially the boyfriend - but I knew that was hypocritical, considering I maintained a friends-with-benefits with one of Jessi's former classmates - a curvy, thirty-one-year-old brunette also named Jessika.
The thought of the lovely Jessika gave me pause. Jessi had sent Jessika an email a few weeks ago, and that email had proposed a threesome among Jessi, Jessika and me. However, the offer had really been just a thinly veiled challenge to Jessika.
Jessika, who had been angry with Jessi and me, had explained to me how her ex-husband had tried to pressure her into a threesome, and how it was something she would never do. I had assured her I did not want to pursue it with her, and that Jessi had acted on her own. Jessika had believed me, and we had gone one with our friends-with-benefits relationship.
However, just the weekend before, Jessi had texted me picture of her and Amara together even though she had known I was away for the weekend with Jessika. Jessika had not been angry at me regarding those texts, but her reaction to them indicated to me that Jessika thought it was a bad idea for me to go forward with any threesome involving Jessi and another woman.
"I just will not tell her," I assured myself when Jessika's likely reaction crossed my mind, but I was still troubled by that concern.
"Is something wrong, Mark?" Jessi asked, pulling me away from my thoughts about my other lover and her likely reaction to what I was planning to do with Jessi.
"No," I replied. "I was just thinking about whether..."
"This is a good idea?" Jessi finished for me. "Don't start thinking like that, Mark. We both want this. Just let it happen and enjoy getting two slutty girls at once."
I looked at my young lover, and with a mental effort, I pushed away my doubts. I wanted very much to do this with her, and I had ever since she had broached it as a fantasy several weeks before.
"How old is Amara," I asked when it occurred to me that I knew almost nothing about the other blonde other than that she looked about Jessi's age, had a very nice body with great breasts, and had a sexual history with Jessi.
"Um, eighteen," Jessi answered hesitantly.
"I did not realize she was that young," I told her. "Does she go to the college?"
"No," she replied. "She turned eighteen in December."
I was about to point out that the college did not have an age limit so long as the person was a high school graduate when the full ramification of what Jessi meant made its way through my brain.
"She is in high school?" I asked, and I could hear the concern in my own voice.
"Yes," Jessi confirmed. "Her boyfriend is twenty-seven, so there is no problem there. For me, I mean."
"Oh Jessi," I groaned. "This is a very bad idea."
"Why, Mark?" Jessi asked. "She's legal, and she is only a little more than two years younger than me."
"What about her parents?" I pointed out, purposefully moving the conversation away from Jessi's age. "I doubt this is something of which they would approve."
"She moved out as soon as she was eighteen," Jessi explained. "She lives with her boyfriend. Her parents are kinda like mine. They no longer care what she does."
"I think that might change if they knew their daughter was having sex with a man in his forties," I countered. "And I know the college would care if they knew I was having sex with a high school student, regardless of her age."
"You won't be having sex with her, Mark," Jessi replied. "Just oral."
"That is still sexual activity, Jessi," I reminded her. "I cannot do this."
The blonde did not say anything for a bit, and I was beginning to think she had fallen asleep mid conversation when she sighed deeply.
"It's up to you, Mark," she conceded. "But I'm going to set it up anyway. If you want to do it, just come over on Friday. If not, Amara and I'll do something together. Or maybe we could just invite Colton over. I'm sure he would jump at the chance."
"I am sure he would," I agreed, although I do not think my young lover caught my contemptuous tone.
