Throuple Dinner Date

I invited you
Both
For dinner
You arrived first
Helped me build a fire
And sat
With me
On my couch
Feet tangled up
Holding hands
Kissing
Snuggling
Talking

When her car pulled up
We moved to
Opposite sides of the couch
Leaving ample space
Between us
It reminded me of
Catholic high school dances
When we all let the nuns think
There was space for
The Holy Spirit to fit
Between our bodies
But we crushed our bodies together
Whenever they weren't looking
Whenever we had a chance
The Holy Spirit
And the nuns
Would have been mortified

She may be your nun
Your honey
Your angel
Your wife
But I am absolutely
Your temptress
Your baby
Your devil
Your whore
And although you
Love her
Still
There are
So
Many
Moments
When our bodies are
Crushed together
Tangled up together
When I think
When I feel
When I know
You love me
More

She came in
I got up to greet her
Hug her
Kiss her
You did not
She sat on the couch beside you
In the space that was
Still warm from
Our heat
I made her drink
I came back to the couch and said
Someone needs to move over
So I can fit
She told me
Patting the end of the couch
Farthest away from you
You can fit next to me
Your ass is not that fat

I wonder if she knows
How much you love my fat ass
How every time you greet me
You crush my body
Against yours
Grabbing my ass
Squeezing it
Slapping it
Telling me
My ass is yours
Telling me
You want to fuck it
I wonder if she knows
You love my ass more

And as close as she was to you
There was no touching
No hand holding
No reaching for her flat ass
No feet tangled up together
Just sitting
I can't imagine
Sitting so close to you
And not wanting
To crash
And tangle
our bodies together
The platonic love
You have for each other
Boggles me

We had drinks and snacks
By the fire
All of our feet
Up on the ottoman
Side by side
Almost touching

Then dinner at the table
You sat between us
And even when you were
Talking to her
Your feet were touching mine
Rubbing mine
Tangled up with mine
Reminding me
You are mine

And then dessert
Back by the fire
She and I on the couch together
Heads on each other shoulders
Feet tangled up and touching
You sitting by the fireplace
Far away
From both of us
I wonder if she knows
Even when
I am touching her
I am tangled up
In you

She left first
You stayed another hour
And we enjoyed
A much sweeter dessert
Our bodies crushed together
And there was so much
Touching
Holding
Kissing
And body parts
All tangled up
Together

I'm glad
I don't have to see you
Touching and kissing her
I'm glad
You don't seem to want to
I'm glad
You are not
Drawn to her body
As you are to mine
And don't have
The need to
Crush yourself against it
As you do to mine

I just wish
You weren't
So tangled up
With her