Page 34 of Indulgence
“That’s part of it.”
“What’s the other part?”
Tossing my towel over my shoulder, I brought it around my neck to the other side and held on to both ends, watching Adam’s face for his reaction. “Well, Nat wants a threesome, and I can’t be rocking my dad bod for that. Need to make sure I look as good as, if not better than, the other guy.”
Adam’s facial expression reminded me of one of those cartoon dogs who saw a bone or hot girl dog. His eyes widened as his jaw dropped. He stared at me for a good long moment before he choked out, “You’re going to have a threesome with your wife and another dude? Are you insane?”
I doubted many men would be down for something like that, but not everyone had the type of relationship I had with Natalie. I wasn’t worried about her falling for someone else. That wasn’t what she was looking for.
“I have nothing to be worried about,” I explained. “It’s just something that she wants to experience, and I’m willing to give it to her.”
Adam’s voice was incredulous. “You just finished telling me that your wife has been faking it in bed and that she wants a threesome, and you aren’t worried?”
My gaze turned hard. “Do you honestly think that Natalie would leave me for a man she met during a threesome?”
He shrugged. “It’s possible.”
I shook my head. “It isn’t. Natalie and I have a strong relationship, which is why we’ve been able to add this to our lives. I trust her, and she trusts me. The only hard decision is trying to find some third party to trust my wife with.”
That was the one thing that was proving to be a thorn in my side about it all. How did I go about finding a suitable third person to be intimate with Natalie? I supposed I could ask someone from Immersion, but I didn’t want to have it at the club. That was something too personal, too intimate for the club. I didn’t want to do it in the same room where hundreds, if not thousands, of other people did kinky shit. This was an experience that was just for us.
“You aren’t . . . like . . . putting an ad out on Craigslist or some shit, are you?” Adam looked truly worried. “I don’t want to read about how the two of you were hacked to pieces inside some seedy motel room.”
He was starting to stress me out. “Can you be serious for a minute?” I asked. “You asked. I’m telling you. Now, either be supportive and help me think through this or shut up and do your reps.”
His silence lasted about thirty seconds before he settled back on the bench, positioning himself under the bar. “I was being supportive. I don’t want to see anything bad—physically or emotionally—happen to you and Natalie. Walk me through this while you spot me, please?”
I waited until he had the bar in the air and had started his set. “When I realized that this was something Nat was interested in, I let her know that it was a definite option. She hadn’t brought it up again. But last week after we watched a threesome, I saw how much she wanted it, so I’ve started working on planning one for her.”
“Where did you watch this threesome?” he asked as he lowered the bar to his chest.
“I joined a club.”
“Which club?” Adam asked, heaving out a harsh breath.
“I joined Immersion a little over a month ago. We’ve been going there once or twice a week since. Two weeks ago, there was one going down in the exhibition room. We stopped to watch, and the discussion grew from there.”
“Okay.” Adam blew out. “And?”
“The way Nat explained it to me is this: in her mind, this experience is all about focusing on her. She wants to be brought to heights I could never bring her to on my own. She said it’s about feeling two sets of hands, two mouths, two dicks. It’s about being in a room with two other people who are wholly focused on her. Something about feeling owned and taken on the ride while only having to feel.”
Adam finished his reps and placed the bar back into place. He glanced around, taking in the people within earshot as he sat up. “I can’t believe you joined a fetish club and didn’t tell me. But that aside, how will this work?” He lowered his voice before asking, “Are you going to let this man actually have sex with Nat or will it be an oral-only type of thing? I mean there are so many ways to pull off a threesome.”
“I haven’t figured out the details yet,” I answered. Truthfully, I didn’t know exactly how this was all going to play out. “But she wants double penetration.”
“Have you guys already worked up to regular anal?”
I nodded. “We have. I thought it’d be more of a bucket-list type of thing. Something she wanted to experience so she could tell herself she tried it, but we’ve done it a couple of times. Enough to where I think she can handle this.”
His features hardened. His shoulders stiffened, and his voice was stern when he asked, “Willyoube able to handle it? Are you going to be all right with some other man touching Natalie? Being inside her?”
If I thought there was even a slight chance of my not being able to handle it, this conversation would never be happening because the idea would have been vetoed. He should know me better than that. “It isn’t about another man being inside Natalie; it’s about working together to bring Natalie to a level of pleasure she’s never felt before. That’s the goal. That’s what gets me going. I can’t explain it. Just thinking about seeing Nat go off like that makes me hard. When we tried out the exhibition room at the club, I came so hard, man. Seeing the looks on people’s faces as they watched.”
“Having some guys watch Natalie come and having some man make Natalie come are two different things,” Adam countered. “Listen, I’m not trying to talk you out of anything. I’m just playing devil’s advocate here. I’m all about threesomes and hot sex”—he shrugged—"but I’m also single.”
“Have you done this kind of threesome before?” I wasn’t sure where I was going to go with this, but I decided to water the idea and see what grew. I knew that Adam lived life to the fullest. He was a good-looking guy with a friendly personality. He had a good job, was easy-going, and I trusted him implicitly.
“Two men and a woman?”
