Future and Fantasy

When I opened the door, I expected Emma. Mike on the other hand, was a surprise. Even more surprising was the obvious fact they had come together considering Emma’s car was missing from where she usually parked when coming over.

“Come on in,” I said with a cheerful smile despite the creeping worry that ate at me. They weren’t giving off the type of mood I expected. The three of us went down to the basement and Mike immediately made himself comfortable on the couch by throwing himself across it and taking up the entire length before promptly closing his eyes like he was going to sleep.

“What’s up with you?” I asked, eyeing my friend.

Emma answered for him. “He’s ornery since we didn’t have sex last night.”

My eyebrows went up. “You didn’t have sex?”

“Nope,” he said, sounding tired but still not opening his eyes. “We talked. Women,” he said with a chuckle.

“Noticed you came in the same car.”

“I had him pick me up this morning.”

“What about last night?”

“Drove her straight home, just like she told me. And picked her up at eight this morning. Been talking ever since.” He lifted his head to look at me. “You have a demanding girlfriend. I shouldn’t even be up this time of day.”

I frowned. “It’s noon.”

“Exactly! It’s Saturday!”

I rolled my eyes. “I have a feeling the topic of conversation was what we discussed last night?” I asked, looking at Emma.

She nodded. “Unlike someone, I’m taking this seriously. I’m not going to risk fucking up my relationship with you because we didn’t spend any time communicating things.”

Rubbing at the back of my neck, I wasn’t sure why she was so insistent on this. Was I missing something or was she just being cautious?

“I want us all to be on the same page,” she continued. She looked from me to Mike, focusing on him as she spoke. “This isn’t going to be like the casual fun we have with the group. It’s fine if we sometimes use each other to get off or scratch an itch, but I also want something more. If we all agree, I’m going to be having sex with Mike because I want to have sex with him. Not because I’m horny and he’s available, but because Mike is my friend and I want our friendship to have physical elements.” Her attention turned to me. “That means there will be a level of intimacy there. Not lovers—sorry, Mike. I don’t see you that way.”

I think he was trying to play off being cool, but I could tell he was tense. “No offense, but you aren’t my type either.” He winced. “That came out wrong. You are an attractive woman and a good friend, but that is all I can see you as.”

“You mentioned intimacy,” I said, drawing her attention. “Care to elaborate on that?”

“The three of us are going to be spending a lot of time together in the future, and sometimes I will want to have private moments with Mike. I will always let you know whenever we have sex and never hide that, but I’m not going to use it for bedroom purposes for us.”

I thought for a moment. “So it’s like being friends with two people and sometimes only hanging out with one of them instead of both?”

“Yes.” She looked worried as her voice took a softer tone. “It means sometimes I’ll be having sex with Mike outside the realm of our relationship.”

Understanding hit me. “That’s why you were so worried about this.”

She sighed. “I knew you didn’t understand what you were trying to rubber-stamp.”

“Sorry, I’m not following,” Mike said. “Unless this doesn’t involve me and isn’t something I need to understand.”

“You know I have a thing for Emma being with other guys.”

“Yeah.”

“She’s saying that sometimes, you aren’t going to be included in that.”

“Uh… Okay?”

Crossing my arms, I furrowed my brow as I thought. I didn’t have a problem with Emma and Mike just like I didn’t have a problem with Emma and Ryan. But that wasn’t what she was asking for. She wanted permission to be with Mike as friends. Not simply do stuff to spice up our relationship, but because she had her own separate relationship with him. Granted, it was strictly friendship, but still. Part of what made me okay with Emma and other guys was it was all within the realm of our relationship. She enjoyed showing off how other men pleased her, and I loved watching that wonderful body of hers being used by them—in a good way. It worked for us because I knew she was showing off for me and she loved how it made me want her even more.

Emma was telling me it would be different with Mike. That our relationship stuff would still be there when it came to him, but also something more. She wanted him as a sex friend, not to show off to me, but because she wanted that physicality to their friendship. It was a tricky situation and I needed to be careful. What made me okay with Emma and other guys didn’t really apply here. Ryan and Emma were friends too, but watching them have sex was a casual affair. Both were in it for the fun and because it felt good. Whatever feelings were there stopped the moment the clothes came off.

Thinking hard, I put Emma and Mike together. Not in a fun, casual way like I had seen with Ryan, but something a step deeper. They weren’t lovers, but it was something more than casual fun. They would have a connection and feel emotions for the other. I imagined Emma on the bed, Mike between her legs as they looked at each other. She wanted him, not because he made her feel good, but because she liked him. Cared about him. She wanted him to enjoy himself as much as she took enjoyment from him. An equal exchange not required in her other relationships where selfishness was the main focus.

My imagination started down a dark path, my guts twisting as I watched fear and insecurity bleed into the image. I pulled back, rejecting the image in my mind. Emma wouldn’t do that to me. Mike wouldn’t either.

A hand pressed against my arm. Opening my eyes, I found Emma staring at me with a concerned look.

“This will only be with Mike?” I asked.

“Only with Mike,” she confirmed. “If you aren’t sure of this—completely sure—I’m not doing it. At all.”

“Nothing casual?”

She shook her head. “Mike deserves better than to be treated that way, and you know it.” She looked over at Mike. “I’m not going to treat you like a plaything. You get enough of that from the other girls. I also don’t want you simply being a toy for my relationship with Isaac. At least not all the time,” she added with a small smile.

He tried to keep things light. “I don’t mind. Besides, you are seeing it all wrong. I’m secretly building a harem of beautiful women.”

Emma chuckled. “Uh-huh.”

“I am! So far, I got seven girls on the line. Maybe eight if I play my cards right,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “All that’s left is slowly reeling the line in.” He made a reeling motion towards Emma. She made scissors with her fingers and cut the invisible line with a grin. Mike put on a hurt look, then cast again with a grin on his face.

“I want a harem.” I looked at Emma. “Can I have a harem too?”

“If you enjoy having a penis, probably want to let that dream go.”

I pouted.

“Anyway. Take some time to think about it,” Emma said, standing from her spot on the couch arm.

“I don’t have to.” I looked up at her. “It’s okay.” She seemed surprised. “I told you. I trust you and I trust Mike.” Before she could say anything, I looked at Mike. “But if this happens, there are going to be times when I want to watch you two. Is that okay?”

Mike looked from Emma then to me. Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly. “Normally, I’d say no. It’s something that seems so far outside my comfort zone, it’s not even charted. Just thinking about it makes me feel like I want to hyperventilate or something.” He paused, collecting his thoughts. “Yet the same thing could be said about me having a chance with Emma. God, that feels so long ago now. I almost let my fear keep me from putting myself out there. I took the chance, and look at where I am today. I lost my virginity to an amazing woman and friend. My best friend pulled me from my comfort zone and introduced me to people I would have never given a chance. Beyond the friendship and social interaction, I have had all sorts of amazing sex with incredible girls. Shit. I’ve even had threesomes. Threesomes. Talk about impossible becoming reality.”

He rubbed the top of his head, looking embarrassed. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that my life is so much better now, and I have both of you to thank for it. I still feel like I’m outside my element, but I can handle it because I have two great friends I can rely on.” He nodded. “So, to answer your question, I’m willing to give it a shot. Worst thing that could happen is we suffer through some super awkward sex and have something to laugh about in the future. The far future, when I inevitably use it to **** Isaac into giving me a raise.”

I laughed. “You’ll be lucky if I even let you polish my shoes.”

“I’ll do whatever you want, provided I’m making six figures and full benefits.”

“Since we are being candid here,” I said, shifting on the couch. “This doesn’t have to be right away, but I would like to have a threesome myself.” Emma’s head immediately swung around to stare at me. Oh man. I could feel the danger radiating from the woman. “The three of us are fairly comfortable with each other, so I figured maybe we could give that a shot.”

Mike shook his head. “You really like pushing me,” he said with a chuckle.

“If you don’t want to, that’s fine.”

He rubbed his neck. “Not… right now. We’ll see how I feel about getting naked in front of my best friend before committing to something like that.”

“No worries. Just putting it out there.”

Emma was still staring at me. “What about me? You going to ask if I want to have one?”

I immediately shrunk into the couch. “Do you?”

“I told you they seem like a lot of work.” My shoulders sank. Seeing my dejected posture, she sighed as her expression softened. “So long as it’s another guy, I suppose we can at least try it.” I brightened. “But I’m not having a threesome with two guys while you watch. Any we have will involve you and another guy.”

“I can live with that.”

“Any other fantasies I should know about?”

“Not that I can think of.” Now that we were on the topic, I realized I didn’t have an idea what Emma wanted. “What about you?”

“Me?”

I nodded. “I don’t think you’ve ever said anything about your fantasies or whatnot.”

Pausing, she thought for a moment while Mike and I stared at her. I wondered what kind of twisted, dark things resided within that mind of hers.

She answered with a shrug. “I’m perfectly content with what I have now.”

“Seriously? Zero fantasies?”

“Oh I have them, but I realize that is all they are; fantasy. I have no intention or desire to see them be anything more than that. Not everyone is a depraved pervert like someone I know.” She settled into my lap. Her hand ran across my cheek as she looked up at me. “But that is one of the reasons why I love you. And no, I’m not going to tell you what they are,” she said as I opened my mouth to ask. I pouted as she patted my cheek lightly. “I’m perfectly happy being your slutty girlfriend.”

Mike watched it all play out, shaking his head. “You two were meant for each other.”

I couldn’t stop grinning like an idiot. “Isn’t she the best?”