A sort of stunned silence fell over the three of us. Anna and I looked at each other and my mind ran a mile a minute.
Isn't this what we'd just talked about doing? Is this what we both wanted? I didn't realize an opportunity would present itself so quickly -- up until now, all discussion we had about this sort of thing had been theoretical. It was quite another thing to have it actually on the table. Was Michaela even being serious? Was she the one to try this with?
Anna's gorgeous blue eyes searched mine for an answer, but didn't give up her own position. She obviously knew this day would come, it was her idea, her content plan for her OnlyFans. Now that it was here, was she still onboard? Or was she reconsidering sharing her boyfriend?
Michaela broke the silence first.
"Okay, so a long silence isn't a no," she said with a disarming smile. "Why don't you two talk about it and let me know? I'll be around. I'm going to head to my next set," she added. She stood up and walked towards the house. After a dozen steps or so, she turned back and grinned, catching me and Anna both staring at her thong-clad ass, which shook slightly as she walked.
Anna and I looked at each other again, silently searching. She decided to speak up before I could find the right words.
"What do you think, Charlie?" Anna asked nervously. "I know we just talked about maybe having threesomes for content, but this wouldn't be for content. Share your thoughts?" I paused for a moment, collecting myself.
"Alright, so," I started, blowing out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. "Full honesty, if we were going to do this together at some point, this does seem like a safe way to try it out. She lives on the other side of the country from us, she's clearly into both of us, not just one of us, and you'll only have to see her a few times a year at most for these shoots if it makes things awkward. That said, I don't need this, and would be perfectly happy never being with anyone else but you ever again. What if one of us gets jealous? I don't want anything that could risk *us*," I blurted out.
"Ever again, huh, Charlie?" she asked with a soft smile, looking just a tad emotional. "That's quite a commitment."
"Well, it's true, alright? I love you. Michaela is hot, and I'm sure she's a lot of fun, but I could tell her no and never regret it for even one moment," I told her confidently.
"I love you, too, Charlie," she said softly, before pausing thoughtfully for a moment. "I think you're right, though, if we were ever going to do this, Michaela is an obvious choice. She's hot and willing, and she fucks couples for content enough to make her a safe option -- she's obviously capable of not getting attached. If I'm being honest, the only reason I'm not saying 'yes' immediately is because I don't want you to think you're not enough for me, because you are. I don't need anyone else ever again, either, as long as I have you."
There was a pause as we both considered each other's thoughts. I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know what she wanted. Michaela was gorgeous and sexy, and anyone who was attracted to women would have jumped at the chance to be with her. But Anna had quickly become the most important part of my life, and I was hesitant to risk that, in case feelings or jealousy got involved. Eventually she spoke up again.
"Be decisive for me, Charlie? I promise you I won't let anything change between us either way. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me and I'm in this for the long haul," she said, imploring me to make the choice.
I could feel tension and nervousness and anxiety warring with my desire to try this out, both to see if I could handle this for Anna's job and the obvious primal desire for a threesome with two sexy women that was undeniable. In my past fantasies though, the threesome usually was with two unspecific women, not the love of my life. Anna wanted me to choose, and I honestly wasn't sure what I was going to say, even as my mouth opened to respond.
"What if I say no?" I asked tentatively.
"Then we tell her thanks for the offer, but we're not interested, and we immediately forget about it. I know we talked about doing this for content, but if you aren't interested, we rule it out decisively. I've already decided that you're more important than maintaining my job and financial plans if it comes to that, and I'd happily get a real job doing whatever and making less money to keep you." She said this with a quiet fire in her voice, making it very clear just how deadly serious she was about us. Whatever concerns I might have had seemed feeble in the face of her conviction.
"I trust you. Let's give it a try," I said, hoping it was the right answer. Anna exhaled, and then grinned at me, no trace of jealousy or anger on her face.
"I love you, Charlie," she said, and before I could respond she kissed me deeply and passionately. I responded in kind, and we didn't pull apart for several moments, our lips meeting each other with love and desire. When we finally did, Anna smiled at me.
"I need to redo my makeup before my next set now," she giggled. She had teary eyes, and I immediately grew concerned.
"Are you alright? We don't have to do this," I said, worried that I'd made the wrong call.
"I'm fine," she said, wiping her eyes with her wrists. "I'm just happy that you trust me enough for this," she explained. "You know I get emotional about you sometimes."
"I do. We'll probably need some ground rules, I think, that's what people do before this sort of thing, right? We can discuss them later once we've had some time to think," I added.
"Of course. Come with me to the dressing room before my next set?" she asked. I nodded, and we walked hand in hand to the building, strangely peaceful with our decision.
***
"Everybody decent?" Anna asked loudly into the dressing room, which appeared to be a converted bedroom or maybe a study. No one responded. "Come on Charlie, it's empty," she said, and pulled me in with her. She went to a spreadsheet posted on the wall and checked her schedule.
"I need the soft pink one-piece next," she said, fumbling with the rack that had her name on it. Once she had it, she quickly pulled her bottoms down her legs and undid her top, her gorgeous form on display for me. I stared at her naked body while she lined up the next suit before noticing me.
"Calm down Charlie, I just took care of you," she smirked.
"I'll never get enough of you," I reminded her. Her smirk became a smile, and she bent down to put her feet through the suit, before sliding it up her waist. She shimmied to get it over her hips and bubble butt, making her tits jiggle, and my dick twitched a bit despite our recent encounter.
Just as she pulled it up over her chest, Natalie walked in.
"Oh, hey Charlie, hey Anna," she said, totally calm with my presence in their dressing room. "I've got to change quickly for the next one," she added.
"I'll get out of here," I said, standing up as fast as I could, not wanting to get Anna in trouble for bringing me in.
