Joining Up

"Who's this?" Nancy asked, looking up from her bowl of Cheerios at the newcomer walking into the house with her mother and Tim.

"I'm Sarah," the woman said, walking toward her with her hand extended, "You must be the Nancy that they were talking about. Pleased to meet you."

Nancy accepted the handshake, then continued her inquiry.

“Pleasure,” she said, “but not overly helpful.”

“Oh! Sorry!” The perky young woman said with a giggle, “I’m new to all this. I’m Tim’s girlfriend, lover, and, you know, whatever.”

Nancy looked at from her mom to Tim. Both wore conflicted looks in their eyes, as if they both didn’t know what they thought of the whole situation.

“So I guess we had a misunderstanding,” Tim piped in, trying to explain, “and Sarah overheard and now…”

“Now I’ve gotten myself a new boyfriend!” The newcomer said with a contagious grin that Nancy couldn’t help but return. Sarah seemed nice, and Nancy was happy that Tim was making friends and finding women to be with. It would, after all, make him happy, wouldn’t it?

She walked up to her boyfriend and gave him a long, deep kiss on his painted lips, while giving his left breast a playful squeeze. “That’s for last night, stud,” she said after coming up for air.

He seemed to be taken aback by her forwardness. Maybe he was still hung up on the idea that she might be jealous, something she’d have to remind him was an impossibility.

“Ladies,” Tim said, holding Nancy by the shoulders and pushing her back slightly, “this is a little out of hand. Sarah, we don’t even know each other. I only invited you back here so we could work out how to fix this.”

“What’s to fix?” She said, crossing her arms in front of her, “You shouldn’t think of your girlfriends as something to fix, Tim. We’re not your projects.”

“That’s not what I meant,” he mimicked her arm cross, although since his breasts were so much bigger than Sarah’s, Tim ended up putting on a showcase of cleavage, “I meant that you have your own life and shouldn’t have it changed around just to please some guy you just met.”

“Wait, you don’t want me?” Tears welled up in Sarah’s eyes.

“Stop,” Nancy’s mom jumped in, “Sarah, ignore what Tim just said. You’re staying.”

“What?” Tim sounded shocked.

“I’ve been thinking about what you said,” she continued, “and I think you’re right. In fact, I think I owe you an apology, Tim.”

“For what?”

“For my own jealousy, my greed to keep you from what you want and need. If you need me to share you, then I guess I’m going to have to be okay with sharing. I want to be with you. I want to stay with you. I’m going to find a way to be okay with you and, you know,” she indicated Sarah, “other women.”

“So you’re okay with me being with Sarah? And Nancy? And my professor?”

“It’s an uncomfortable idea,” Nancy’s mom said, “but I’m in. We can make this thing work. I know it’s what my daughter would want, and I know it’s what you want, so then I’m going to want it too.”

“Oh good!” Sarah clapped her hands, one of which, Nancy noticed, held a golden wedding band on the third finger, “So do I, like, move in here with you or do I find my own place? I’m pretty sure my soon-to-be-annulled wife won’t be excited about me living with her once she finds out about us.”

“Oh! You’re married?!” Nancy said in surprise, “Don’t get me wrong. I know Tim’s a hottie, but breaking up your marriage?”

“You can’t help who you end up being lovers with,” Sarah said flippantly, “especially when it’s someone like Tim who can tell you exactly what he wants you to do for him. Isn’t he awesome?”

She paused for a few seconds, considering.

“I wouldn’t mind,” she said in a low voice, “having one of you taking to my wife with me. I’m sure if you explained it to her, Tim, it would all me just fine,” she put her arms behind her back and wagged her shoulders back and forth, "I can make it worth your while..."

"Not so fast, honey," Nancy's mom piped in, "Just because I'm alright with you and Tim being together, doesn't mean I'm missing out on my turn. Last night I had to put up with you two lovebirds," she waved her hand toward Nancy and Tim, "so I think it's only fair that I get a chance to have some alone time with Tim."

"That's cool, mom," Nancy was glad that her mother was finding a way to make the relationship work, "Sarah and I can get to know each other, maybe make a plan on how to talk to her wife."

"Have fun!" Sarah said, again grinning.

Nancy liked the young woman already. And as her mother pulled Tim toward the hallway, whispering about how she wanted to suck on his nipples until he screamed, she was sure the two of them were going to be great friends. How could they not? With Tim in their lives, they already had so much in common!