3-WAY

Onika
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"So, you're into polygamy?" Iesha asked, raising her arched brow in suspicion.

I chuckled and shook my head before taking a sip of my wine. "Not quite. I don't want to marry them both."

"You just want to have sex with them both," Candi added and I nodded my head.

"Yes. So, it'd be considered polyamory instead. Marriage is nowhere on my to-do list right now."

"Clearly. All you want to do is them," Iesha huffed playfully rolling her eyes. "Ugh! How the hell did you get two fine ass women? Where can I sign up?"

I shrugged. I'd finally come clean to them about my sexual escapade with both Beyoncé and Robyn. While both of my friends were stunned by my promiscuous behavior, they didn't make me feel bad for my naughty decision making. In fact, it seemed as if they were encouraging it.

"How do they make you feel?" Candi whispered, leaning closer into the table.

I decided to bring them to a public setting so they wouldn't act a complete fool once I revealed what'd I been up to. Our table was positioned in the back of Maggianos, an Italian restaurant away from most of the other patrons and the wine I was sipping was making this Q&A go a lot smoother than I expected.

"Sexually?" I questioned.

"Sure. I mean, you're not in it to fall in love, are you?"

I chewed on my bottom lip as I pondered. That wasn't the plan, no. How could I possibly love two women at once? Especially when my initial attraction to them was just sexual? I desired them both for entirely different reasons yet having them share me together blew my mind. No, I hadn't fucked them yet, but I'm sure I would.

My fantasies of sucking them both off at once, hearing them groan and take complete control over my body together caused a stirring in my belly. I shook my head before I could venture anymore down the nasty lane and squeezed my legs together.

"No. That'd be crazy," I replied sipping the last of my wine.

"What if they fall in love with you?" Iesha questioned, and our table grew silent.

That couldn't happen. Wouldn't happen. What would be the odds of Robyn and Beyoncé both falling in love with me? Yes, they were slightly territorial and a little demanding, but that was a dominant's trait. Even sitting here sharing this much with my friends made me want to end the conversation. They were mine. I sighed and shook my head, in search for our waiter.

"Impossible, Esh. It's just sex."

"Yeah, until one of you catch feelings. Or hell. Both of them catch feelings. Then what?"

I shrugged as the waiter walked over. I needed a refill pronto. "I guess we'll just go from there."

They silently agreed or disagreed, and our conversation moved on. Thank goodness. Thoughts of falling in love when I was only trying to have fun was not about to damper my mood. Halfway through my second glass, I stood and excused myself to the restroom. I caught a few people staring at me, and I politely smiled back.