So… What now?

I had now achieved something I was starting to believe would never happen. I had a girlfriend. Three, actually. Somehow. And as someone whose only knowledge of relationships came from entertainment media and looking with envy at other couples, I had always assumed the biggest change when people got together was that… they were sort of allowed to touch each other. You know, hugging, kissing, having sex…

…

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But what changed between the girls and me if we'd been doing that even before we started 'dating'?

"Um… This'll sound weird coming from the one who asked, but what does it mean that we're g-going out?" Wow. Felt strange to even say it out loud.

"Mmm. Good question," Grace said, sitting at the edge of the bed and with a stuffed tiger in her arms. She looked cute. "We were wondering the same."

"Well, now we don't have to pretend we're not totally into each other," Mila said, assaulting my face with playful kisses all over. It made me laugh.

"That's true." Grace smiled. "But other than that, not much changes. We're still going to hang out, we're going to continue talking and you can bet we'll keep having sex."

"Still, should we flaunt this around or keep it secret?" Sarah asked. "I'd like to say we shouldn't give a damn, but you know how school works. People care more about the lives of others than their own."

"But I want to brag that I'm dating Oliveeeer," Mila moaned, hugging me close.

"I'm not sure I'm worth bragging about," I said, laughing nervously.

"Oh, shut up," Sarah said. "I'd brag to everyone that you're a monster in bed if I could. And that’s only the beginning."

My heart skipped a beat. Did I want her to brag about me? A small part of me did.

"What about you?" Grace asked me, grinning teasingly. "Don't you want to brag that you're now dating three hotties at the same time?"

I swallowed. "I admit it's… tempting, but no." I shook my head. "I asked you out because I like you, not because I wanted bragging rights."

"When you put it that way…" Mila sighed. "Alright, fine. Then we keep it a secret?"

"People are gonna come up with their own dumb rumors about us." Sarah shrugged. "I say we just don't tell anyone and avoid PDA if possible."

"Yeah. If we keep hanging out together, eventually everyone will realize there's something weird between us." Grace grinned. "Let them come up with the craziest stories they can, and when it's at the point it's getting ridiculous, we can come out and say that we're just in an open relationship."

"It's so bothersome…" Mila pouted. "I don't want to worry about that."

"I know, but although they aren't enforced, there are rules in the school's code of conduct about relationships," Grace said. "I would rather not get the teachers on our case. Or the student council."

At that, all three girls went silent, but they recovered before I could even ask.

"Anyway, Mila,” Sarah said, “Mind if we get a turn with him or are you planning on hogging him?”

"Fine, fine." Mila pecked my lips and got off my lap.

Grace and Sarah made space on the bed for me to sit with them, but when I did, all three girls pushed me down and got on top of me however they could.

"W-Wha…?" I stammered.

"We got you pinned down, mister!" Mila laughed.

Grace leaned in and licked my neck before she said, "I think this is worthy of a little celebration, don't you think? Now that we're officially dating, we can do this properly. As lovers, not just sex friends."

"We haven't done it all together since Thomas' birthday," Sarah said. "And you've improved so much since that day, I'm excited to see what you can do now."

"Would you look at that?" Grace giggled. "Sarah is looking forward to sharing."

"Let's say I'm starting to see the appeal."

Smiling, I rose a bit to peck Sarah's lips, then Grace's, then Mila's. It was strange. In a way, it felt like nothing had changed. The way we were talking here didn't feel any different to how we acted in the old music room. If anything, I felt like there was a pressure off my shoulders. Like Mila said, we didn't have to pretend like we weren't truly into each other for more than the sex.

"I'll make sure you don't regret this," I told them.

"Don't worry. We're not saying yes on a whim," Mila assured me. "We've talked about this at length."

"None of us mind that you're with the others. Just make sure to treat us right and I'm sure things will work out." Grace said. "The rest we can work on as we go."

"It goes both ways, too. We are as responsible as you are to make this work," Sarah said. "So try not to feel overwhelmed that you have to keep three girls happy."

I swallowed. "I'll do my best." I snuck a hand under the skirts of Mila and Sarah, who were at my sides, and caressed their thighs. "And I can start now, if you don't mind."

"Look at him, all bold." Grace giggled. "The house is ours for as long as we want. Trust me, my dad won't come back tonight."

The girls suddenly pulled back, getting off me, and started loosening their ties and unbuttoning their shirts. I started doing the same.

"By the way," Grace started, "I was going to ask this at the coffee shop before Oliver showed up, but what happened this morning? What's the real reason you two were late?"

"Ugh, nothing escapes her, does it?" Sarah grunted.

"Fine." Mila sighed. "We felt a little guilty that you couldn't go with us to the love hotel, so we agreed to let you have a morning alone with Oliver."

"I knew it. You're both silly." Grace grinned. "But it's appreciated."

So that's what happened. Huh. Maybe… Maybe this really could work.