Will you?

Maisy did go to Mike for comfort. She sat on his knee and held him. It meant an unspeakable amount that he had said he no longer knew who he would choose. She knew how much he loved Helen and to even be on the same level was as much as she could have asked for even if she had hoped for more.

Things were sedate in the house but they sat down to eat the food that Helen had left for them. It had been two hours by this point and they were starting to worry as it was already dark. Before they could take the decision to call her they heard the door and Helen appeared in the kitchen. “Ah, I’m glad you ate. I would have hated it to be wasted,” she said as she joined them at the table.

“Are you going to eat too?” Maisy asked.

“Maybe in a bit,” Helen replied. She looked at them both and said “I have made some decisions. These are just ideas and if you don’t agree or have a better idea then tell me but, just let me say my piece, okay?”

Maisy and Mike looked between themselves and cast an unspoken agreement. “Okay,” said Mike, voicing their decision.

Helen closed her eyes and took a breath before she opened them and spoke. “I think we should get a divorce,” she said. Mike was about to speak up but she stopped him with her hand. “You promised I could say my bit so please don’t interrupt. I think we should get a divorce but I am not prepared to give up on being your wife. I think you should marry Maisy and start a life together. I think that you should take his name and I can keep it and we can be a family together.

“I know I am the wild card here. I still want to have sex with other people. I have to be true to what I want and I want the thrill of new partners and sexy situations. That doesn't mean that I don’t want you. Both of you. I want you both to be my lovers. I know you don’t feel as strongly about my love as you feel about Mike’s but you said you love me and I love you too, probably more than you love me and if you marry him I want you to be my wife as well.

This is crazy and I don’t know if it would even work. Maybe I’m being selfish. I want you Mike and you Maisy and then I still want to have lots of fun sex with other people and bully Mike about it a bit because he seems to like it and… Well, there we go. It’s your turn now.”

They were understandably shocked. “You can’t divorce him for me,” said Maisy.

“You would gladly have had him in other circumstances,” Helen pointed out. “The way I see it is I am the one who wants to sleep around. Do you?” she asked Maisy.

“Not really,” Maisy said quietly.

“There you go then. You’ll be the committed wife and I’ll be the slut wife. Us having sex doesn't count though. You still have to sleep with me,” Helen added petulantly. They all laughed. “So what do you think?” She was looking at Maisy.

“What about me? Don’t I get a say?” said Mike.

Maisy looked over her nose at him. “Are you telling me you have a problem with two women you have confessed to loving both declaring themselves your wife on the proviso that they both get to do sexy girl stuff together that you will inevitably get to watch and I would imagine occasionally join in on?”

“I, er. I guess I should shut up then,” he said blushing.

“Oh honey, you are just a normal guy, don’t fret about it,” soothed Maisy stroking his face. She turned to Helen. “So you won’t just let me have him?”

“Nope.”

“And you want to be my wife as well even if it’s only in name so we can do sexy stuff together on the regular?”

“Yep.”

A smile broke out over Maisy’s face and tears returned to her eyes. “Okay,” she said, starting to cry.

“You mean it?” asked Helen also starting to cry. Maisy nodded. Helen fanned her face and turned to Mike “Don’t just sit there, propose to her.”

“I don’t have a ring.”

“Here, use mine for now,” said Helen as she tugged her engagement ring off her finger and handed it to Mike.

He scrambled to get on one knee. “Maisy, will you marry me?” he said looking into her tear-filled eyes.

“Yes, I’d really like that,” she said and they stood up and kissed, both of them now dripping with tears.

“My turn,” said Helen wielding her wedding ring as she kneeled down in front of Maisy. “Will you marry me too? Even if only in name?”

Maisy beamed down at her friend and nodded. “Yes,” she said and Helen stood up so they could kiss. The three of them held each other and shared kisses, laughs and cries.

As emotions eased Helen got herself some food and the three of them began to talk and establish some of the rules they would live by.

Helen had needs so Maisy and Mike agreed to make sure that she got a lot of physical love. In return, Maisy would have Helen’s spot in the bed. “It doesn't feel like my place anymore. I’ll just be a guest in the marital bed and sleep in the spare room. I might like some company occasionally though.”

“When you don’t have other company you mean?” Maisy jibed.

“Well,” Helen blushed. “That was the other reason I thought I’d have it. It makes it a bit easier if I want to bring a friend home.”

There were other plans to make but right at that moment, they could wait. The three of them had a new kind of relationship to consummate.