Missing You On Your Birthday

The day before your birthday
we had a bit of a party.
You, me, her.
And a few of our friends
I did not get to kiss you
or fuck you.
or suck your cock.
I wanted to.
But we didn’t have
the opportunity.
And the next day,
on your actual birthday,
I did not see you at all.
It was a day for you
and her
and your kids.
It was a family day,
not a throuple day.
I didn’t hear from
either of you
until late morning and
my mind was
racing
with thoughts of
what you were doing
in your marital bed
together.
What you were doing
to her.
What she was doing
to you.
My jealousy
was so hot
it’s stung my eyes
to tears.
When I saw her
the next day
I said
How was the birthday sex?
And she said
There wasn’t any.
And I had to keep my face
under complete control
so I did not
grin foolishly.
As much as I wanted you
to enjoy your birthday,
I’m glad you did not enjoy it
with your dick
in her mouth
or her cunt
or her ass.
I’m still sad though
that it wasn’t
in mine.