( This story is a work of fiction, loosely based on an experience with an ex. When mingling, always play it safe.)
Water was life, and Fiona needed some.
She hadn't seen her boyfriend in two weeks. He had been away on a business trip. The two had agreed upon an "Open Relationship" about a month prior. Fiona had been reluctant initially, but had agreed as long as they were always "open" with each other. On Edward's last trip, he had partook in this new endeavor. He kept his promise of being open, but Fiona still couldn't resist the urge to claw his eyes out when he told her the details of a drunken one night stand with some girl named Ginger at his hotel in Vegas. But after some time she accepted it, and this time in his absence....things had gone a bit different. Fiona looked at Edward as she sipped from her bottle of water. Still, she had trouble speaking at the moment. Much trouble in fact. She almost preferred the awkward silence, opting to maintain a nervous smirk on her face, as opposed to actually saying anything.
"So....?" Edward asked.
Fiona gulped her swig of hydration.
"So.....Jana and I went out and shot some pool." She said, trying in vein to dance around the inevitable interrogation.
"You don't shoot pool." Edward laughed, gaining a scowl from Fiona. "Well...you try." He backpedaled. "Tell me about him....Cameron, right?"
After a shrug of defeat, Fiona accepted the inevitable. She had to tell him. Such were the rules of a Poly relationship. He had told her of his endeavor after all.
"Jana and I were SHOOTING pool, and he came up and talked to me. Gotta respect that kind of confidence in a guy." Fiona shrugged in matter of fact fashion and chugged at her water, still a little reluctant to speak.
"Ok...so some confidence, that's good....I take it you obviously found him attractive."
Fiona felt a tingle of nervous guilt shift through her body. Edward was prodding indeed, but she had trouble coming up with the words to do an answer to his question justice. She chugged again, looking at her boyfriend nervously. She could tell the anticipation was irritating him -- if not downright torturing him. Fiona began to feel kind of bad on some levels, but on some other levels, she was actually taking some pleasure in it. Payback maybe? After her recent excursion, his confessions seemed kind of lame. He finally broke.
"Look babe, in an Open Relationship, we have to be upfront with each other, you know that. I was honest with you about Ginger on my last trip to Vegas."
"Yeah..." She scorned. "A little too honest." Fiona sighed. "Ok....so I had just scratched on the 8 Ball. I was pissed! Now I shoulda noticed that Jana's eyes were lit up, and staring at something behind me, but I was so frustrated I backed up into him. Spilt his beer on him!" Fiona giggled. "Anyways....I turn around and there's this gorgeous guy."
"Gorgeous huh?" Edward asked.
"Yes...gorgeous!" She reiterated. "Fucking tall, oh my god. I think he was like 6'4 or 6'5 or something. Fucking swole to shit, but lean too. I thought he was a fitness model at first."
"Ahh...like you?" Said Edward. Acknowledging his girlfriend's own hard earned, and alluring physique.
"Ugh...aspiring." Fiona corrected. "Anyways he's not, he actually works in Tech like you."
"Oh yeah, what's he do?"
"He codes, he told me the name of the company he works for, but I forgot."
"Too captivated by his looks huh?"
"That and the beer I'd just spilt on him, I felt bad....but...yeah...he's fucking hot. I'm not gonna sugar coat that for you. Wouldn't mind sugar coating him again though." Fiona mumbled her last sentence in front of a long swig which drained her water bottle. But it was heard by Edward.
"I was wondering what happened to the rest of the cherry massage oil."
Fiona laughed unapologetically, and shrugged. "Well it went to good use, Ill say that much. Literally licked every crack and crevice of each other's bodies...and I mean EVERY crack and crevice."
Fiona began to breathe deeply while she recounted the tale. Edward stood. She watched him round the coffee table of the living room, eventually ending up on the opposite side of the kitchen bar, and staring right at her. She felt like she was on a witness stand.
"You know...as much time as you spend in the gym, I'm sure you see plenty of hunky fitness guys. And as a guy myself....I KNOW they see you. But you've never seemed to take much interest. This guy must've really brought the game."
Fiona contemplated Edward's words. He had a point.
"But sounds like you tried some new things the other night." He said.
Fiona gave a shrug of pure honesty. "He taught me things Edward....he taught me a lot. I don't think I've ever met anyone so purely sexual."
Edward pondered this statement for a moment. Even showing a bit of insecurity briefly, before shaking it off. "Well...let's get to the good stuff in a minute. Tell me how he managed to make it up to the apartment with you first."
"I don't know....wasn't really much to it I guess. He introduced himself and we got to talking. I really liked how sweet and charming he was, a great talker. And we had a lot of the same interests too. He's read a lot of the same books as me. So you know that's gonna be a big plus."
Edward rolled his eyes. "Sorry if I couldn't endure the torture of '50 Shades of Grey'."
"I've read other books than just that one Edward! And he has too. Anyways, we just....clicked. And....ugh. He was just so hot, and I could tell right away we had chemistry. I felt bad for Jana, cause I basically just ignored her the whole rest of the night, but she didn't really seem to mind. When we went to the bathroom together she told me to do it."
"Do what?"
"You know what: take him home with me. So I did."
"Y'all Ubered it?"
"No he actually drove. Drives a truck, a nice one too. I'll have to admit it was a little more comfy than you're Corvette."
"Did he drive ok after drinking?" Edward was a little nervous.
"Yeah..." Fiona said. "He drove great actually. He's a responsible drinker. Seems to be anyway."