The Choice

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are fiction no marriage has been endangered to create this story.

The Choice

I check myself in the mirror. I undo one more button, and spread the collar a bit. There, just a bit of cleavage. No underwear. I head back to the kitchen and check on dinner. I look at the clock, they should be arriving soon. I bite my lip. I am really nervous about this. I am going to drop a bomb into the two relationships that I really want to keep.

The doorbell rings. I open the door and it is Bruce. He has flowers. I take them, and kiss him. In the kitchen I find a vase and prepare them. Bruce wanders into the dining area, and notices that the table is set for three.

"Someone else is coming?"

"Yes, there is someone I want you to meet."

"Oh? Who?"

"You will find out soon enough."

I bring the flowers through and put them on the dining table. Bruce sits down on the couch and I head back to the kitchen. Everything is on time. The doorbell rings. I rush to get to the door before Bruce decides to answer it. Luckily, he stays put on the couch. Wayne is at the door. He has a bottle of wine. I take it and kiss him.

We walk into the dining area, Bruce gets up. "Wayne, Bruce. Bruce, Wayne."

Bruce comes forward and offers his hand. "Good to meet you. Alice says you are someone I need to meet."

Wayne shakes his hand, he is wary. I have blindsided both of them, but Bruce is taking it much better than Wayne.

Wayne turns to me. "I wasn't expecting."

I put my finger on his lips. "I know, neither of you was expecting this. It will all become clear as the evening progresses." I step away and ask "Drinks?"

Bruce returns to the couch, "Sure, wine for me."

Wayne takes a lounge chair. "Same."

I open the wine that Wayne brought and pour three glasses. Wayne is tense when I hand him the glass. Bruce smiles and thanks me for the wine. Bruce spreads his arms, crosses his leg. He looks relaxed.

"Dinner will be on the table in about five minutes."

Bruce asks "So, Wayne what do you do?"

"I am an engineer with SNC Lavalin. And you? What do you do?"

"I am in my last year of family medicine at McGill."

I am in the kitchen listening while getting the food ready.

"And how do you know Alice?" Shit, the one question that I knew was coming up but could be a bomb shell.

"We met at the library. We were both looking at travel books. I have been thinking about a trip to Europe when I graduate in the spring. And you? How did you meet?"

I came out with a couple of serving dishes.

Wayne responds "We met at a dance club, Lucifers."

I had been to Lucifers with both of them several times over the last six months. Always worried that we might meet the other one, but it never happened.

"OK, come to the table. Wayne, you are here." I point to a seat. "And Bruce you are here." I have the place between them. I collect the last two serving plates.

They are sitting and I serve each of them and put some of each dish on my plate. Bruce seems quite relaxed. Wayne keeps looking at me with a questioning look. He really wants to know what is going on.

I sit and say "Eat, before it gets cold."

Wayne looks at me "So, what's going on?"

"In due time, Wayne. First, we eat then we talk."

Bruce digs in, Wayne plays with his food before he starts eating. I refresh everyone's wine.

Bruce comments "I see that 'The Weekend' is going to be in town. Are you into live music Wayne?"

Wayne chews for a bit. "Kind of, I would like to see them, but tickets are going to be very expensive."

I listen.

"True, but I am putting money aside for tickets. I think it will be worth the price." Bruce is being careful, he could have said he was planning to take me, though he has never brought it up, so he may plans on taking someone else.

"Maybe"

We eat in silence. When I have one or the other over the conversation flows easily. I see Bruce trying, but Wayne is not carrying his end.

I comment "I would love to see The Weekend when they come to town."

Silence, neither one wants to go there. Dinner is strained, when everyone has finished, I get up to clear up, and Bruce stands. "Here, I will help with the dishes." Wayne just sits there.

We both take dishes through to the kitchen. Bruce loads the dishwasher while I get desert out. I have made a Mango pudding.

I point at the dessert bowls. "Could you bring these through Bruce."

"No problem." He picks up the bowls, proceeds ahead of me and lays one at each place. I put the dessert on the table, and serve each of us a portion.

Bruce and I finish and wait for Wayne who is playing with it more than eating it. Finally, he lays down his spoon. "So, what are we talking about?"

"Let's clean up the dishes and get comfortable in the living room. Then I will explain."

Bruce once again steps up to help with the dishes. I can see that is really bugging Wayne. Bruce has assumed the role of host, and Wayne is put out. On the other hand, he has not made a move to help.

We move into the living room. I sit in the middle of the couch and the two boys take lounge chairs.

I undo another button on my shirt. Then I sit back and stretch my arms on the back of the couch. I push my chest up, emphasizing my breasts. I look at each of them. "For the past six months I have been seeing both of you." Bruce smiles, Wayne looks miffed. "I never intended to have two concurrent lovers, but it happened. I thought that one or the other of you would become a clear winner and I could let the other one down. But that has not happened. I am very fond of both of you and I cannot make a choice. So, I thought I would bring you together."

I pause to let that sink in, "There are three ways this could end. You could both walk out of here I never see me again. One of you could stay, or both of you could stay. My preference would be for both of you to agree to share me."

Wayne asks "How long has this been going on."

Bruce responds before I can. "Six months. When I first asked Alice out, she told me she had a boyfriend. I persisted, and she eventually agreed to a date. I never heard you mentioned again, but I assumed from her schedule that you were still in play."

"So, you have been cheating on me for SIX MONTHS!"

"Wayne, we never discussed exclusivity. I have been dating others from time to time since I met you. If you wanted exclusivity, you should have talked to me. I have not been cheating because we were never exclusive. Now you have a choice to make, but it is not exclusivity, unless Bruce taps out. Then it might be possible for us to discuss exclusivity."

"Oh, hey, I'm not tapping out. I knew there was no exclusivity, and I really like you so an offer of half or a third is more than I had before. I'm in."

Wayne slumps down in his chair.

I undo my shirt and removed it. "So, I was kind of hoping that you guys would be willing to do a threesome with me." I wiggled my breasts. "You won't know if it is something you could live with if you don't try it." I patted the couch on either side of me. "Join me on the couch." Bruce gets up takes off his shirt and sits next to me. I look at Wayne "If you are going to drop me, this is your last chance to have sex with me."

"And Bruce" he said. But he got up and took off his shirt, then sat next to me. The each took a breast and fondled it. Wayne commented "You have always had the best breasts of any girl I know. I will miss them."

I stand up and unzip my skirt, then unbutton it and allow it to fall to the floor. I kick it across the room. I kick off my shoes, I never had panties on, so now I am naked. I sit between them. Both boys get out of their pants.

Wayne aggressively pushes me into doggy position. "I claim first pussy." He thrust into me. I have been nervous, I am not as wet as I should be so there is resistance, and it is a bit painful. He keeps pushing in. Bruce watches him, smiling. Wayne gets deep enough to inspire my pussy to get wet, and things start getting more comfortable. Wayne is being really rough. Not like he normally is when we make love. Bruce slides down, flips his feet over the arm rest of the couch and slides himself under me. He fondles my breasts as Wayne thrashes around behind me. Then Wayne grabs my hair and pulls me up away from Bruce.

I don't like it. I am not into rough sex, and Wayne has never been rough before. "Wayne, that hurts!"

"Good, you deserve it."

Bruce sits up and kisses me on the cheek. I think he wanted to kiss me more, but Wayne has me bouncing. He reaches down and brushes his hand over my clit. Each bounce from Wayne gives me a bump on my clit. It feels really good. I smile at Bruce and mouth thanks.

Wayne finally thrusts hard, and releases my hair. He pulls on my hips driving in as deep as he can. He groans loudly and fires his load deep inside me. He then pushes me toward Bruce and pulls out. Bruce wraps his arms around me and kisses me deeply. I feel Wayne get off the couch. I hold onto Bruce and feel Wayne's cum start its slow journey down my leg.

Bruce and I sit back and watch Wayne getting dressed. Wayne looks at Bruce "I give you this cheating slut, may she cheat on you and drop you for some loser." He cinches up his belt turns and leaves.

Bruce smiles "Thanks Wayne. Pity she did not actually cheat on you." Wayne slams the door on the way out.

Bruce pushes me onto my back. "Now if you don't mind, I would like to use my penis to pump his cum out of your pussy." He slides his cock into me and starts gently fucking me.

I laugh "You do know I am on birth control."

He puffs out his chest and thumps on it with a fist. "Me channeling primitive self, using penis to clean out lover before depositing my seed inside."

I laugh and hug him. I wrap my legs around him. He is hard against me. Every thrust also rubs against my clit. I quickly build an orgasm. I cum and he keeps going. I can feel the cum being pumped out of me and running down my butt. I love it. Finally, he makes his hard thrust and I feel his cum pouring into me. This is the Bruce I have come to love. Wayne used to be more like this as well.

He kisses me deeply. Our tongues intertwine.

After a while Bruce pulls out and sits up. "I don't think your threesome was quite what you were hoping for. Maybe you could find another guy who is not so mad at you and we could try it again? Whatever turns you on."

"This was not my ideal outcome, but it was not my worst fear either."

Bruce sat back. "We could discuss exclusivity. I have been exclusive with you for the last six months."

"Not yet. I am not ruling it out, but I don't want to make a promise that I may not keep."

"Fair enough, I will let you know if I think I might want to break the one-way exclusivity. I would appreciate it if you let me know when you decide to date someone else. Just so I am not blindsided."

I moved over and wrapped myself in his arms. "I can do that for you. Tell you what, I will text you before I accept the offer of a date." He rubs my breasts and pinches my nipples.

I arch my back and twist around to kiss him. After a while I start stroking his cock. When it stiffens up, I mount him cowgirl. I take it slowly. I rub his chest and pinch his nipples. He reacts much the way I do when he pinches my nipples. He arches his back. After a few minutes he reaches down and rubs my clit. I rotate my hips to give him better access. We both cum at almost the same time. I collapse onto him.

We lay there cuddling for a while. "Let's retire to the bedroom. Would you like to spend the night?"

"I would love to. You have never let me stay for a night, or stayed with me for a night. Was that because of Wayne?"

"I have never let Wayne spend a night either. Or for that matter anyone else. I have always finished the night alone in my own bed. My mother told me, 'Never spend the night with a man until you are serious about him.' Wayne made his choice. I am making mine. Had he stayed I would have invited both of you to spend the night. I will miss him now that he has made his decision."

"So, I am moving toward exclusivity?"

"Maybe, I think so. I am not sure. I have never done this before. Gotten serious with someone that is."