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“I’ll go next,” Gemma said and took a long sip of water. “So, one piece of background for me, Mallory, is that I was actually engaged before. It ended a little more than a year ago now, and I ended it when I found out he’d been cheating and going to brothels.”

“Oh, honey,” Mallory frowned and reached across the table to take Gemma’s hand firmly. “I’m so sorry.”

“Thanks,” Gemma said. “But I was OK a while ago because I know what I’m worth and it wasn’t that. It also, I think, gives me perspective on this relationship and how much fucking better it is than what I thought was great before. So that being said, I am completely on board with John’s lines for guys. I don’t need to ever flirt with another guy, and I’ll dance with like… cousins or old close friends on a wedding dance floor, but nothing romantic. And I don’t want Sabrina flirting with guys either. We led some guys on last night at the dance club for just a few minutes and even that made me not super comfortable because I guess I’m a bit of a jealous bitch when it comes to my girlfriend.” She glanced at you and smirked. “John can flirt with as many guys as he wants though.”

“Gee, thanks,” you laughed.

“For girls, I’m a little looser but not much. I’m OK with some flirty touching with girls, and a quick double-check visually on whether kissing them is OK. Anything more than that needs at least a brief conversation though. Group-wise, I’m super OK with everything we’ve done so far. New women are case-by-case that any of us can veto, and I like John’s rule of they need to be willing to be with all of us even if we aren’t all participating. More specifically, I’m still OK with Becks jumping into bed with us whenever we set the time to do it. I’m also leaning towards yes on Becca when the moment is right, and I’d say yes about Tasha too as long as she’s explicit with Mosche that she’s not exclusive with him.”

“OK, that was good,” Mallory said. “What about business-wise?”

“I was going to ask for less than what John said,” Gemma said. “I don’t know what content you would do that I would need to veto as long as you stick with your content guidelines, but I’d still like a say in who you do it with.”

“Any questions?” Mallory asked you and Sabrina. You both shook your heads. “What about those specific women, John?”

“I agree on Becks and Becca. I don’t think I can say yes to Tasha unless she and Mosche are explicitly open or they break up, not just non-exclusive.”

“Sabrina?” Mallory asked.

Sabrina closed her eyes and took in a breath, then let it out slowly through her nose. “I like flirting,” she said. “I think it’s OK, but after last night and what I was thinking today while I was out with the girls and you two weren’t there, I think I might be changing my mind. I… John, I feel like what you said makes sense. I know I wouldn’t be the one to push flirting into something more, but there are way too many people who wouldn’t understand that a little light flirting is all it is and they would try and push for more. So I think no more flirting with guys. Girls I agree with Gemma on. Group-wise I’ve found my Goldilocks cock and I never want to consider another guy again, even for content. Girls, though… I don’t know. The really depraved, horny part of me wants to see both of you dominating other women like you do with me. But I think that’s mostly fantasy stuff that I don’t need. I’m not really sure what I think, but I do think that I’m OK with what you guys said both generally and specifically. And I’m fine with Gemma having a veto on who and what content.”

“You know, you three are making this pretty easy,” Mallory chuckled softly. “When you asked me to sit down and help out as a third party I was expecting there to be some big clash.”

“We’ve talked about this stuff before,” Gemma said. “Just not this explicitly and purposefully.”

Mallory nodded. “Being purposeful is important. Honestly, you guys, if my daughter came to me and said she was in a throuple and this was how it was, I’d be so fucking happy for her.”

“Thanks,” you and Gemma said at the same time. Sabrina just smiled and leaned in to rest her head on your shoulder.

“So the differences were mostly in flirting with other women and what those boundaries were, I think,” Mallory said.

“Not really though,” Gemma said. “I was just willing for the flirting to be more intimate stuff, but if John is only OK with non-touching other than dancing, that’s OK with me.”

“Same,” Sabrina nodded.

“You’re sure about giving me a veto on content though, baby?” Gemma asked Sabrina.

“I’m sure,” she nodded. “If you’re uncomfortable with someone we bring in, I don’t care who it is. I’ll send them packing.”

“Thanks,” Gemma said, and Sabrina left your shoulder to lean the other direction and hug Gemma.

“OK, I have a new question,” Sabrina then said, sitting upright a bit more and leaning forward. “Mallory, how monogamous with your husband are we talking here?”

Mallory chuckled and raised an eyebrow. “Is that a question, or flirting?”

“Maybe a bit of both,” Sabrina grinned.

“Mostly monogamous,” Mallory said. “With a touch of spice every once in a while. After my daughter’s fifteenth birthday, my hubby got in contact with one of our old friends from our poly days. It was a guy I really liked fucking, but who wasn’t anywhere near our lives anymore. He flew the guy in for my birthday and gave me a weekend in a hotel room for us to fuck each other silly. Then two years ago I noticed that one of the summer waitresses here had an obvious crush on him to the point it was about to start causing problems, so I sat them both down and told them I was fine with it if they wanted to start seeing each other for the summer, but it ended when she went back to college and she wasn’t going to get re-hired in the future. He got three months with a co-ed and every time he was with her he’d come back and I’d fuck him like crazy to remind him why I was his wife.”

“Did your daughter find out?” Gemma asked.

“No, thank God,” Mallory chuckled. “She was still just a little too young to be serving here, or making friends with the waitresses. Actually, that’s her over there.” Mallory pointed over towards the music area.

You immediately could tell who her daughter was because she was a younger version of her mother but with longer hair and wearing just a bikini top over her Daisy Duke shorts. She was also very obviously flirting with Edgar.

“Oh,” you said.

“What?” Mallory asked. “You know her?”

“No,” Gemma shook her head. “Well, not personally. But we do know the guy she’s talking to. Based on what he’s said, I don’t think he realizes she’s a maneater.”

“Oh, I see,” Mallory chuckled, shaking her head a little. “Did she tell him she was a virgin?”

“Hard to be sure,” you said. “Edgar likes to tell stories.”

Mallory shook her head and looked back over at her daughter again. “Oh, to be her age again and have a chance to do things right instead of just running through boys like it was my job. It’s tough for me to complain because I think I was even worse on my own mother.”

“To be fair,” Gemma said. “You’re not exactly shrivelling away, Mallory.”

“You too, huh?” Mallory asked, turning to Gemma, who shrugged and grinned. Mallory turned to you. “What about you, John? Going to shoot your shot?”

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