I really couldn't believe it. But there we were, sitting in the plush lobby of the Holiday Inn, arguing. Okay, it wasn't like a knock down, drag out, free for all. It wasn't even heated. It was more like a debate, of sorts. But that didn't change the fact that we were tucked into a little lounge area near the front desk, deliberating amongst the three of us.
Ann was lobbying in the pro direction. Her points well thought out and stated with a grace and conviction that I found compelling. Tina, on the other hand, was firmly entrenched on the con side. Her rebuttals to Ann's points were quick, and had merit. It was easy to see both sides of the issue. As for my take on the discussion...I was playing Switzerland, trying to do everything I could not to choose a side. All I wanted to do was go upstairs and fuck.
And that was the crux of why we were sitting there. Ann wanted Tina to join us upstairs, while Tina felt like she'd horned in unannounced on a night that should have been just for Ann and me. Tina felt a little guilty. She'd wanted to meet Ann so much, that she didn't want to wait until later in the week. But her being there at our table when we'd come down from our room to have a late dinner had indeed changed the dynamics of the evening.
Tina and Ann had bonded in a way that was magical. They were friends. True, they'd become what I suppose could best be described as fast friends. But they were real friends. That was the one thing I was sure of as I watched them talk, and laugh together. Yet this little disagreement was a quick challenge to the strength and integrity of the new friendship that they had created in such a short time.
Ann was polite, but persistent, trying to convince Tina that it would not only be fun for all of us, Tina deserved it for all she'd done for us over the last week. Tina couldn't get past the feeling of being an intruder on a night that she'd set up to be just for me and Ann. She had in her mind how things would go, and now, that plan was being altered because she didn't have the patience to wait to meet Ann.
I knew Ann. Even though I was still getting to know her...I knew her. She wasn't going to give up until she was convinced that there was no hope. Ann was a fighter of sorts, and while this wasn't some athletic competition where her competitive drive kicked in, she was passionate about how she felt. And that meant she was trying to win over Tina.
I knew Tina too. Through my interactions and adventures with her, I found her to be a free spirit, much like Ann. But she also had a bit of a stubborn streak to her, and when she dug her heels in, which in this case were a pair of pretty black stilettos, she was tough to move. I suppose from a literal standpoint...that would be because of her low center of gravity from her tiny stature. That and she was as strong as a bull. But more figuratively, Tina wasn't budging on some kind of principle, and that proved to be just as frustrating to Ann.
It was the irresistible force, up against the adorable object...and you could take your pick as to which one of them was irresistible and which one was adorable at any give moment. They were both hot, both sensual, both sexy...and they were both starting to drive me nuts.
Ann held Tina's hand as they sat next to each other on a little love seat. Looking into Tina's blue eyes, she tried a different tact. Tina smiled politely, her body shaking a little as she tried to listen without jumping in with a response before Ann had actually said anything. I sat across from them in a leather chair, my head in my hands. My real head...not the one between my legs, although I was still so rock hard from staring at the two of them throughout dinner that I was tempted to just whip out my cock and start jacking off right there, if only to let them both know I was tired of the debate.
Ann stunned me when she turned toward me, the first time either one of them had seemed to include me in any part of the discussion since Ann had first asked Tina, and she'd politely tried to decline.
"Neil...what do you think?"
"W...what?" I stuttered...looking up from the little pattern in the carpet I was staring at on the floor.
"Help me here, baby. You've been awfully quiet about all of this."
"I don't remember being asked before, Ann."
Tina laughed and said, "Well, we are now. So...what is it?"
"So, now YOU'RE asking my position on all of this?"
Tina nodded and said, "Yeah...I'm pretty sure you've got one."
I laughed and said, "My position is cheese."
"Cheese?" Tina said, her brow furrowing.
"It's that, or watches, or army knives, the Alps, chocolate..."
"What the hell are you talking about, Neil?"
Ann giggled and said, "He's trying to tell you that he doesn't want any part of this, Tina. He's listing everything he can think of that's Swiss...he's staying neutral. Like Switzerland"
"Aw...come on Neil," Tina said, sounding like she was pleading. It was an odd reaction, since she apparently didn't want to join us. It almost sounded like she did...but I could have been misreading her.
I decided that if I was ever going to get to go upstairs, I had better come up with an opinion of my own. I just didn't want to come right out and take one side over the other. I didn't want to piss off Ann, or offend Tina...so I was walking a tightrope before I ever started. But I grabbed my imaginary balancing pole and I stepped out on that high wire anyway.
"My opinion is...this is all backwards."
"Backwards...what do you mean, baby?" Ann said.
"Yeah," Tina chimed in. Both of them were looking at me, and now that they were, I swallowed hard and took that first precarious step.
"Well, it sounds to me like Ann really wants you to join us, Tina. That's pretty obvious. And for whatever reason, you're reluctant. Now, most guys in this situation, they'd have the wife, or in this case, the fiancée dragging her feet about a threesome. And the man would be the one pushing to make it happen, with the third person right there where Tina is, all ready to join in, hoping to be invited. So...you can see understand confusion. It's just the opposite of what we're trained to think at husband school. And even though I haven't graduated that class yet, this seems like it has to be part of the final exam, and so I don't know how to answer."
Ann and Tina started laughing, and Ann said, "I guess it is backwards...but we've been that way since we've been together, Neil. We always do things a little different...and we love that, right?"
"I know...I know...and yes, I do...WE do. But when it comes to something like this, I'm almost compelled to look at it like I would be if we were...normal," I said with a grin.
"Okay...so since you're thinking like a normal person, whatever that is...what do you think?" Tina kidded.
"Well, if I'm going to be normal, then most guys look to solve problems. I think the best way to solve this is to ask you both a question. Ann, I'm going to ask you one first, okay?"
"Sure, baby. What is it?"
"Well, I've heard you give Tina a lot of reasons why she should go upstairs with us...but the one thing I haven't heard is why YOU want her to. So, why DO you want her to join us?" Ann sat back on the couch, her eyes blinking a couple of times while she thought about my question. Then she smiled as she started to tell me. But I stopped her with my hand and said, "Don't tell me, babe...tell Tina." Ann gripped Tina's hand tighter as she looked at her, smiling as their eyes met.
"Tina, the reason I want to do this is because I've been thinking about it ever since Neil sent me the pictures you two took on your trip."
