Eyes lock on my body as I enter the building.

The bar is fairly low-brow. There's a punk-rock looking girl, topless, singing some kind of edgy music on the little stage in the corner. This place looks like it's filled with degenerates.

It's perfect for a little slut like me.

I sit down at a small side-table while Daniel goes and orders some drinks. I tell him I want something fruity. I try and pretend not to notice the men staring me down, but I'll admit-- it's doing wonders for my confidence.

Daniel comes back, handing me a fancy looking Paloma in a small, rounded glass. I'm a fan of these, so I have no complaints-- but it does look a little expensive. He stares at me silently, and I'm not sure how to respond. I feel an insurmountable pressure to try and initiate conversation with the man who is raw-dogging the love of my life almost every night. I lean on the table, trying to look casual. "You got a huge dick, my guy." Nice. Very normal and casual. I'm sure that's not weird at all after he just railed me in a public bathroom with his cum stains still on my panties and skirt.

"What." He states, blinking a few times. He bursts out laughing shortly afterwards. "Y-Yeah. I get that a lot." He scratches his neck awkwardly. That's when I realize, oh my god, I've never just... genuinely talked with this guy. "I really love how you treat Mistress though. Jokes aside." I swirl my finger around the edge of my drink. "You're so tender and loving-- but still so dominant and firm. You have a talent." He leans back in his chair, shaking his head. "Yeah. She's been a wonderful break from all the work." I nod, "Oh, that's right. I forgot, you're actually a really busy dude." Daniel nods, "Yeah man. I have my degree in pharmaceutical sciences, but I'm trying to push into the regulation industry. Uhh, you know, one of the guys who determines safety regulations with substances." Wow, that sounds really scary. "That sounds intense." I chuckle, continuing, "Way too over my head, I'm just a technician." He smiles warmly, "Hey, it's still good pay though, right? You've got this." He takes a sip from his drink, deep in thought. "So, uh. I've briefly mentioned this before, but, like. About Cassidy." He sets his drink down, looking at me serious. "There's still this nagging voice in my mind telling me that I'm just fuckin' someone else's bitch-- and her guy, at this point." A quiet chuckle under his breath. "I don't really know how you perceive me. Cassidy has said some things, but, you're still a mystery to me."

I smile, "You're her boyfriend. Not in some kink-fetish terminology kind of way. Like, you two are together. In love." I state plainly. Daniel crosses his arms, nodding. "I figured you'd say something like that, but that kind of answer is still muddy to me." I nod, "Yes, that makes perfect sense too. Our society views love as a linear pathway. I disagree." I take a sip. Daniel exhales, "Yeah, I've gotten that, but like, what if I proposed to Cassidy? I have no plans to, to be clear, I'm much too busy right now to include that in my life-- but I have to ask, you know?" I freeze for a moment.

Obviously my little cage strains at the thought of her marrying Daniel, but I do get a tinge of something strange inside of me. I never thought of a 'next step' situation, to be honest, in seriousness. I didn't really ever think about marriage for us either. Poly-amorous marriage isn't standard fare yet, a few states do that... but I don't know. I'm pretty okay with it all things considered, but it is a bit jarring to confront it all of the sudden.

I close my eyes and focus. What are these feelings? Lets break them down.

Suddenly, a warm hand on my shoulder. Daniel is looking at me concerned, "You okay man? You went silent." My heart flutters at his grip and eye contact. I blush, "Oh. Sorry. I should include you in my thoughts, shouldn't I?" He shakes his head, "No, you don't have to--" I place my finger over his lips. "No. You're a part of us now. You're a part of the conversation."

I take a deep breath.

"I have a few complex feelings on it. On one hand, I'm perfectly fine with it, I even find it exciting. On the other hand, there's a part of me that never considered that possibility, and it does kind of make me feel empty and strange." He touches my hand gently. I smile at him softly, continuing. "But also there's a part of me that goes, 'Is it even my place to have a word in it anymore?', you know?" Daniel shakes his head, "That I can help with. Of course it is you daft bastard. Your feelings matter, no matter how much of a masochist you are." I blink in surprise. What a thoughtful guy. "Thanks." I smile warmly. "So the answer is, ultimately, yes. I'd be okay with you two getting married, but I would like time to explore my insecurities."

Daniel squeezes my hand and smiles, "The most reassuring thing you've said so far is that you have insecurities." He sighs a sigh of relief. "Man, you've felt invincible this entire time. I felt like I couldn't match your pace. You were so good at figuring out how to make Cassidy happy, accommodating her in every aspect, pushing boundaries whilst still respecting them, doing crazy shit... you're too cool for me." I can't help but burst out laughing. "ME!? Bro, you're looking to get paid like, Doctor wages, college graduate, manager at a pharmacy, brilliant mind, sexy body and dick-- I was like, why does Mistress still spend time with me?" He laughs out loud in response.

"You two have done me wonders." Daniel states, a serious face. "I was depressed. Had to take on some credit due to family problems. I was thinking about some bad shit." His eyes lower. "And then out of nowhere, the girl at work of whom I've passed more than a few glances at, wants to fuck me." He chuckles, "I was like, this has got to be some kind of scam. But she and you reassured me, and I needed some relief from the stress. Honesty, it's been like a year since I got anything worthwhile. Girls at the club don't count. I can't remember those." He squeezes my hand gently. "But Cassidy kept coming back. She's too damn hot, I couldn't believe it. You all have been such a grounding, loving **** for me to turn to..." A flash of genuine emotion on his face. "Thanks." A soft smile.

I kiss him. He's surprised, but grabs my face before I can sit back down, kissing me back. We're both blushing now.

"You've helped us too, in more ways than you can know." He smiles, "I want to be more bold like you. I want to do fun crazy things." I laugh, "Like fucking in a public bathroom?" He blushes, burying his face in his hands. "Oh man." I giggle, teasing him.