Author's note: All written communications (texts, e-mails, etc.) are in italics. There is a long narrative before the threeway, so if you're just looking for just sex this isn't the story for you.
Joe had returned home from his business trip two weeks ago upset with himself at the pain he had caused his close friend Roxanne. He had met Roxanne on an Erotic Literature website and struck up a great friendship with her. Even though it was a sexually oriented website due to the erotic nature, they had a platonic friendship filled with lots of flirting. laughter, and friendly conversation.
During the trip, they met in-person for the first time, had two nights of dates, followed by three nights of sex, including an overnight the second night. On the third night, she said she was falling in love with him and he told her he didn't love her. She got upset, kicking him out of bed, out of her house, and hasn't communicated with him since.
This particular evening Joe was the on message board of the Erotic Literature website late at night, after he thought his wife Karen had gone to sleep. He saw a private message from Rox:
I'm still hurt and angry at you. Please do not try to contact me again for now. I need time to figure out if our friendship can survive the hurt you've caused me.
He saw Roxanne's message and a tear formed in his eye. He was happy to see she was okay, but hurting that she didn't want to talk to him. Instead of playing and flirting on the board like he normally would, he logged off, shut down the computer and headed to bed.
He was shocked to his wife awake, holding his phone.
"Who's Roxanne?" she asked.
"A friend," he said. "A new friend I made on an Erotic Literature Message Board."
"So that's why all the messages between you are flirty," Karen said. "But why does the location history show you being at her house the last three nights of your trip, including an overnight on Thursday? Are you having an affair?"
"No," Joe replied. "We're close friends and wanted to meet in-person to see if we connected as well in-person as we do online and we did. We enjoyed each other's company - talking, laughing, and yes, flirting."
"But why would you go behind my back like that?" Karen asked.
"You've said it yourself, I have a one-track mind," Joe replied. "You're not interested in sex or doing some of the things I'd like you to do. I found the board and use it as an escape to play out some fantasies. I didn't think you'd approve of my doing it.
"I've had cybersex with several women on there, but that's all it was, fantasy sex. I'd never meet any of them in-person, have no intention to, and there was no personal connection it was simple fantasy fucking. However, Roxanne is different, we never had cybersex. We connected on common interests, so simply talking about life lead to our making an unbelievably close connection and friendship where we make each other laugh. Sex with her would likely ruin that friendship."
"I don't know If I believe you," Karen said, sobbing. "Go sleep on the couch tonight."
Joe, fighting back tears, grabbed his pillow and headed downstairs to the couch, where he had trouble sleeping.
A few days later Karen told Joe she wants him to move out while they go to therapy and try to work things out.
Joe sent Roxanne a text.
Please write back. Karen found out I spent several nights with you and wants me to move out. I need my friend to talk to.
A few days later Roxanne e-mailed Joe:
Joe,
I'm so sorry to hear Karen found out and she's kicking you out. I'm also sorry for letting my feelings for you get out of control. Maybe we shouldn't have had sex as that may have been the trigger. I'm working on getting past the hurt and am here for you. When do you want to talk?
Rox
Joe saw the e-mail and smiled, but also teared up a little as he thought about his own feelings as he wrote her back.
Rox,
So glad to hear from you. I'll have to get back to you on the best time for us to talk. The sex between us wasn't a mistake or something we shouldn't have had. We were letting our feelings and passion for each other out in the short time we knew we had together in-person. I also have a confession. If I was single, I could use the word Love, with a capital L, with you without thinking twice. But because I'm married, I'm very happy with how wonderful our friendship is and wouldn't trade it for the world. I love you, lowercase l, as a friend. I've rarely felt as closely connected with a woman as I do with you and I guess that causes my feelings to be jumbled. Having sex with you was wonderful, but made me feel guilty that I'm a cheater. So the guilt of the physical combined with how to reconcile my emotions caused me to say the things I did. I can't emphasize enough how much I cherish our friendship and don't want to screw that up.
Joe
Over the next two weeks Joe and Rox talked a lot on the phone, rebuilt their friendship and Joe finally admitted the sex was a mistake. They agreed that in their friendship one of the things that mattered most was making the other laugh, smile, and feel cared about. Flirting was a fun part and a good source of laughter. The tease more than the actual act made things fun. They agreed that although the sex was great, it added a lot of confused feelings to their friendship.
Meanwhile, although Joe tried numerous times to talk to Karen, she spoke very little during the two weeks leading up to their first therapy appointment.
In that first therapy session Joe spoke about his disappointment with Karen's loss of interest in sex and his using erotic literature and message boards as a fantasy escape since he didn't think he'd ever cheat in-person. She talked about how she viewed him as having a one-track mind, wanting to turn any tender moment into a sexual encounter, thinking sex makes everything better when something's wrong and not respecting her feelings regarding the matter. That first session simply rehashed the bitter truth they knew existed; that despite their love for each other differing sex drives is an issue.
The following week, in the next session Joe confessed his feelings about Rox. That she's one of only a few women in his life that he felt this connected to, she is a dear friend, that they flirted but never cybered. But upon meeting in-person their passions got the best of them and he confessed he lied and they did have sex, multiple times. He told about the sex and her reaction that final night. He explained their conversations since then and their understanding the sex was a mistake and their friendship matters more. Karen went from tears to stunned silence, not sure of what to say or how to react.
In their third session, Karen admitted to not being sure if she was ready to forgive, but missed the intimacy with Joe of just being able to lay next to him and hug him. Joe said he missed the intimacy with Karen of just laying together cuddling. Karen agreed to let Joe move back in. That night they laid in bed cuddling and talked.
"I'm sorry for cheating on you," Joe said. "Let me make it up to you."
With that he leaned in and kissed his wife tenderly on the lips.
"I'm sorry for throwing you out and denying you sex," Karen said. "I'm sorry for all the times I accused you of just wanting to have sex to make things better. Let me make it up to you."
With that she started to run her fingers along his cock.
"No," Joe said. "You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm the cheating asshole. I owe you a special night."
With that he moved his hand between her thighs and started to rub his fingers along her outer lips.
She moaned softly as Joe continued to rub her pussy. He inserted a finger and started to pump. She tightened her grip on his cock and began to stroke harder.
They continued to push each other closer and closer to climax until Karen climaxed on Joe's fingers with a long moan which set Joe off, firing streams of cum all over Karen's hand and his belly.
"I've missed that," Karen said. "But let me grab a towel to clean up."
"I've missed that too," Joe said as Karen ran off.
She returned a minute later with a damp towel to clean up with mess with and a dry towel to pat the wetness dress.
They smiled and hugged before looking lovingly into each other's eyes, putting a hand on the other's face and exchanging a passionate kiss.
They eventually laid down next to each other with Karen's head on Joe's shoulder and his arm wrapped around her. They cuddled rekindling their love for each other.
"I have an unusual request," Karen said after 15 minutes of silence. "Is there any chance I can met this woman that captured a piece of your heart in-person?"
"I don't know," Joe replied. "I'll talk to her and see what she says."
When Joe asked Roxanne to help him out and grant his wife's request, she refused.
"No way," she said. "I can't do that for you. I'm afraid of what she'll say to me. I don't want to be the other woman meeting the wife."
