A Few Days

Friday
We went to the bar
Just you and me
She had plans with friends
Said she would meet us later
We both said that’s great.
Can’t wait.
Hoping that she wouldn’t
She didn’t
It was just us
At a dark corner table
Sipping Manhattans
Probably too many
Holding hands
I leaned on you
As the band played
You put your arm around me
Kissed me
A lot
We left after midnight
You took me home
It was late
I was too tipsy
She would be waiting for you
You kissed me good night
In my bed
Your body on mine
I wanted you to stay
I always want you to stay
But for now you can’t
But the six hours
In a room full of strangers
Just being happy
Just being together
Just being us
That was the best
Fucking
Feeling
And I want more of it

Saturday
So hungover
She and I chatted
Told each other
About our nights
Of course I told her
I wished she had come
And of course she said
She was too tired
And was glad we had fun.
She and I made dinner together
The three of us ate
You left us to our girl talk
You drove me home
We had tea
Talked
Touched
Kissed
You whispered into my mouth
Tell me you love me and
I breathed back into yours
I love you and
With the taste of our love
Lingering
On each other’s tongues
You left me and
Went home
To her

Sunday
You spent the morning
With me
At my house
We went to lunch
Then came back
To snuggle on the couch
Before you had to go
Home
Then she picked me up
We went shoe shopping
I helped her pick
Sexy heeled black boots
She needed me to zip them
I helped her on my knees
Knowing that you would be
On your knees in front of her
When she put them on at home
We went back to your house
She dropped me off
To make dinner with you
Went to pick up your kid
And we had the best time
Cooking together in your kitchen
She came back
We all had dinner together
She did not comment on
Our messy hair
Flushed cheeks
Sly smiles
After dinner
You took me home
My kid was upstairs in the shower
I pushed you up against the wall
And I say
How fast can you go?
And you say
Let’s find out
And I drop to my knees
And you drop your sweats
And a few minutes later
You are coming down my throat
And by the time my kid
Comes down the stairs
To tell us all about her day
We are sitting at the table
Sipping tea
My feet are resting on your lap
I can feel your legs still shaking
You go home a little while later
I go to bed alone
Smug and satisfied

Monday
You had the day off
I had to work
She had to work
I am unusually tired
So when you come over after work
We hang out a little bit
And I tell you to go home
And I tell her I am sending you home
That we should all have a night
To ourselves
I know I have to give her
The illusion
That I don’t want to be with you
Every fucking minute
Of every fucking day
I do not sleep well that night

Tuesday
You have another day off
I have a short day
You come over at two
Before long we are in my bed
And my clothes are off
I can tell you are
in an aggressive mood
You pull out the toybox
And we begin to play
We have about an hour and a half
Before we have to pick up your boy
Which gives us just enough time
For you to work me over
With my favorite flogger
And give me a half dozen stripes
With the whip you made for me
And to make love
Simply
Beautifully
Gently
With you on top
We were still naked
Still snuggling
When she called
To remind us
To pick up your boy
When she got home
I had made cocktails
And prepped for dinner
She and I cooked together
We all ate together
And you drove me home
Kissed me good night
And went back
To her

These are
The every day
Realities of
Our throuple life
We all have an angle
We all have a side
And even though
One of us is often
Alone
Wanting
Wondering
Waiting
We all
Always
Make it work
And we all
Always
Pretend
That we are not ever
Jealous or
Lonely or
Angry or
So
Goddamn
Sad