- Once upon a time, not long ago I was a hoe…
- So, if you’re super religious or judgemental this sex chronicle isn’t for you. Exit stage left and pray for the woman I USE to be.
- Okay, let’s get started…
I knew it was time for me to start living again. So after getting out of a long-term, very toxic relationship with someone who just wasn’t right for me I decided that if you’re not happy then there’s no reason at all why anyone else should be! And so began my journey into having an amazing friends with benefits situation where things actually worked.
He was in and out of a relationship with his baby momma.
Is this still a safe zone? I actually helped both of them navigate becoming co-parents and getting along. Here’s where things got tricky. Billy and I talked often, mostly about Cher, his baby momma (BM). In conversation, he shared details about Cher’s sexuality (she’s bi-sexual). Me being Me, I said, “hey there’s nothing wrong with that. I have been with women before.” He said, really?
To my surprise, he had a plan.
They were trying to work out their relationship before they completely threw in the towel. He “thought” it may be wise for him to let her enjoy women, but on his terms.
Billy, told me where Cher worked and instructed me to go to her job and start a conversation. Since she loved making new friends, he was confident she would ask for my number. He was right. I went to her job, chit chatted with her for a minute and got her number. Boom.
Plan in motion. I had a new little friend.
… she loved making new friends, he was confident she would ask for my number. HE WAS RIGHT.
After talking to Cher for a while, we discovered we had a lot in common. We talked about her child, her baby daddy and what she liked to do. It was so natural, I forgot this was all a part of Billy’s master plan. One thing we know for sure, is this man knew his woman because… guess what?
She invited me to have a threesome. Yep. You read that right, a threesome with her and BIlly.
Damn!
I thought to myself, Did they set me up? Now, remember I already knew what Billy was like in the bed. AND until this day he is STILL in my top 5,
Disclaimer: I have lived my life, so don’t worry about the number of partners I’ve had. If you’re already turning your nose up… just stop reading.
Back to the Story… By now, Cher is talking a good game. She’s making sure I know Billy is THE BOMB in bed. I’m like… “okay, girl”. But, my sneaky self is texting both of them. I’m making sure Cher knows, I’m game. And Billy – his plan worked. Y’al this man’s plan worked.
Now, this is not my first rodeo. I’ve had a threesome before. This time was different, before it was my mate and I inviting someone else into our bed… this time, there was no pressure. My only job was to show up and enjoy myself.
AND, I did.
It was Valentine’s Day ( of all days). I arrived – Billy let me in – we shared in small talk, he stole a couple of kisses before Cher joined us in the living room. Let me just say the mood was set. Candles lit, lights dim, music playing, maybe even roses – everything was perfect.
Cher, wasted no time and began kissing and undressing me. Billy joined in as the both took turns tasting me (you know what I’m talking about). It was AH-MAZING. I tried to keep my composure, but I couldn’t. They understood the MF assignment. I returned the favor (to both of them) and Billy began to have his way with me. Cher whispered in my ear, confirming how good he felt.
Little did she know it was all so familiar. We ended the night with me climaxing…I think we all did. I finished my wine, talked for a bit and went home smiling because it just doesn’t get any better than that!
Now…
Billy and Cher are no longer together. I’m still friends with both of them. Actually, I became both of their shoulders to cry on. They have learned to co-parent with no drama as I, still help them realize what’s important – their child.
I don’t know about them but it was one of the best experiences. And if my current circumstances were different, I would indeed – double back and do it again.
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