I wake up the next morning. Sweet Bob is cuddled up against me and still sleeping. Did yesterday really happen? I wonder if I should text Charley. I don’t want to be a stalker.
“Good morning beautiful,” Charley text me before I do.
I respond flustered, “Good morning, it wasn’t a dream, right?”
“I am still in doubt. I would love to give you a warm hug right now. How was the first real cuckold experience for Bob?”
“I am blushing when I think about yesterday. Bob was surprised he could handle his emotions. He thought that his instinct would try to interrupt us and claim me.”
“But… He loved the humiliation. He came six times from watching us.”
“Wow. I can manage two times if I am lucky.”
“He came two more times, when you were gone. I did a number on him with my boots.”
“Bob is really special! Yesterday I forced myself to edge. Seeing you on the bed was like heaven.”
“Thank you. You are so handsome.”
“You are gorgeous.”
“I long for you…”
“It is such a privilege to know you, I feel so happy.”
“I am happy too. I can already say that I know you are exactly what we are looking for.”
“This is no coincidence. You two are the ones I searched for this whole time.”
Charley and I keep chatting. I told him during our first date that Bob finds one date a month a good frequency. Charley speaks his mind that he can’t survive seeing me only once a month. That it would kill him. He would love to see me tonight again, but Bob doesn’t approve. I agree with Bob, we need some time with the two of us. Especially after yesterday. Charley understands. We can see each other on Sunday (tomorrow) again.
Bob and I almost spend the whole day in bed, cuddling and talking about Charley. Our love for each other has grown. Bob spoils me with a lot of compliments. I feel shy about it. He makes me want to hide underneath the blankets.
“I am proud of you. You handle your emotions well. You are so intelligent, you have learned a lot from your Kevin adventure. Charley is what you deserve. I love you, you are so beautiful.” Bob whispers to me.
I reward my puppy with a shower of kisses. I tell him my erotic fantasies… Fantasies with Charley. Bob gets turned on in no-time. I help him masturbate by squeezing his balls. His erection is never ending. Bob has orgasm after orgasm. My little multi cummer.
Before bedtime I receive a poem from Charley. My first thought was… Did he rip it off the internet? But as I read, I realize the poem is about his honest feelings and how he longs for me, how he wants to explore… I can’t share details of the poem, but what Charley wants to say is that he thinks our situation is a miracle. He also finds me a unique beauty. So, here I am blushing again. Charley… Bob… I am so spoiled. I can’t wait for tomorrow, to explore more into this adventure. My period better be over soon!