Throuple Date Day

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It’s different in public
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Throuple dates are a
tremendous test
of my control.
Had we been alone,
we would have held hands,
touched and
kissed
throughout the day.
Walking beside you and
curbing my instinct to
put my hands
and lips
on your body
was a challenge.
So many times I saw
opportunity to
push you
up against a wall or
pull you
into a corner to
grope and grab.
But I didn’t.
And you didn’t.
So many times when
I was walking
next to you and
she was behind us
I wondered if
she was analyzing our
body language and
I took special care to
remain nonchalant.
So many times when
you were walking
next to her and
I was behind you,
I was analyzing your
body language and
looking for any clue that
you wanted to
hold her hand
touch her
kiss her.
I was pleased to
not see any.
So many times
she and I walked
arm in arm
hand in hand
huddled together.
So many times
she and I sat down to
touch each other’s hair or
lean on each other’s shoulders.
So many times
she and I
looked each other in the eye
when you did something
that we had both noticed and
we would giggle.
But at no time
did either of us
touch you.
Throuple dates are fun.
But the rules
are weird and
hard to follow.
We break
so many rules
in private.
I want to
break the rules
with you
in public too.

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LadyAmethystLadyAmethystabout 3 years agoAuthor

Yes. Some days it’s far more complicated than it needs to be. We are often impeded by what I call

J&J. Jealousy and judgment. Sigh.

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowabout 3 years ago

It feels like tiptoeing through a minefield of emotions - and I thought twou...err couple things are already complicated...Thanks for these insights

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