A shift in mood.

After an hour in the bedroom and a shower with Sarah and Mila just because, we moved back into the living room and went to sit at the sofas. With an arm around Alice’s waist, I took her with me and guided her to sit down on my lap, fully naked.

She gladly straddled me as I cupped her breasts and greedily sucked on them, going from one to the other, licking and nibbling nipples. Alice smiled at me and grinded her pussy over the length of my shaft while holding onto my shoulders.

While we played like that, Grace glanced at the small stage before us and the dance pole on it. “Your thoughts on pole dancing?” she asked me while taking a sip of her drink. The others also had one in hand.

We had drunk a bit when we got here, then we got too busy to think of ****, and after a while we started again. We were about two or three glasses deep except for Grace and Sarah who had four. Those two clearly had more tolerance than any of us.

I let go of Alice’s nipple and began to fondle her boobs while I answered. “Hmm. Would you believe me if I said I didn’t find it hot? I think it can be damn impressive, but it doesn’t tickle my fancy.”

“And you’ve been to how many strip clubs?” Sarah asked me.

“Zero, but there was a time I wanted to go to one,” I admitted.

“Oh?” Alice raised an eyebrow and poked my cheek. “Care to elaborate?”

“Not really, no,” I said. It was too embarrassing to admit out loud.

Back when I had come to accept that I’d likely never have a girlfriend due to my own fears, there were times when I thought that… maybe paying for stuff wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

“Hmmm…” Noelle crossed her arms and hummed in thought. {The idea of him going to one doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would. I mean, if the other guys invited him… Ugh, I’m not getting brainwashed, am I? I don’t think I am.}

“I just want to put this out there,” Sarah said. “You’re not allowed to hire a prostitute, ever. I’m putting my foot down on this.”

“Seconded,” Mila said, nodding firmly. “It’s one thing to have a new relationship, but paying for it when you have us is just…” She shivered uncomfortably.

“Yeah,” Noelle agreed, frowning. “That thought even angers me more than if you cheated, somehow.”

Alice laughed. “You heard them. Pay for sex and you’re in for a world of pain.”

“I’d never!” I said, almost offended, but I understood that, considering the strange nature of our relationship, setting these sort of boundaries was important.

“Hmmm.” Now it was Grace who was humming. “And what about… a sex friend, then?” We all turned to her immediately, breaths caught, waiting for her to continue. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. We’ve all been thinking about it, right? Letting Oliver be with more women?”

On top of me, Alice pouted and sighed. “Did you have to bring this up when it was my turn again?” she asked, getting off my lap to sit closely beside me. “Mood killer.” Still, Alice kissed my cheek.

Grace winced. “S-Sorry. Bad timing, huh?”

“I suppose we had to talk about it at one point or another,” Alice said. “Yes, I’ve been considering it, too. Ever since the second time we talked to Frey.”

“B-But…!” I began, only to be shushed by all five girls.

“We know what you’re going to say, so you go last,” Mila told me, giggling.

I sighed. “And so my time as king comes to an end…”

“Okay, hear me out,” Grace began. “Right now, things are great between us. I admit that stirring things up by letting someone new join this group makes me nervous. However, should things go well, we stand to gain a lot. All of us.”

“I’m of a similar mind,” Alice said. “When we started going out, I was… scared, but hopeful. I was sure this would be different to my previous experiences, but I didn’t expect it to be so… cleansing.” Alice smiled and put a hand on her chest. “The closeness, the trust, the sexual freedom… It’s all so liberating. I’ve never had a clearer mind. And after the talk we had last month, Oliver…” she took my hand and interlocked fingers. “I feel even more sure of my decision. We might have to work things out, but I don’t mind… no, I’d like you to see other girls, too.”

As they asked, I kept my words to myself for the moment.

“We haven’t talked about it again since you started dating Alice and Noelle,” Sarah said. “Remember that talk we had at the rooftop? We’ll probably be repeating ourselves, but Mila, Grace and I get off to you doing it with others! It’s half the point of why we pushed you to ask Alice and Noelle out. We DON’T feel jealous of it, at all. Even now, I still see other girls around and find myself thinking ‘Man, she would look good sucking Oliver’s cock’. I’m not exaggerating.”

“Love is not the same as exclusivity,” Mila said. “At least, for us it isn’t. Why? Because we can feel how much you care about all of us. I like seeing you do it with the others. It turns me on and even warms my heart! I’m not worried it will make you forget me.”

I felt a knot in my throat. I leaned forward, resting my arms on my knees and let out a heavy sigh. “I can’t offer you the same,” I said bluntly. “I can’t allow you to… be with other men. I know it’s unfair, but I’m not…”

“And that’s fine,” Grace said. “We’re not asking you to. I don’t want anyone else. Oliver, having multiple partners is your wish, right? Your biggest wish. Meanwhile, mine is that YOU have a harem of girls.”

Mila, Sarah and Alice nodded in agreement.

“U-Um…” Noelle called attention to herself and bit her lip. She had yet to say her piece. “I’m… probably the one most hesitant to allow it,” she admitted. “Unlike Mila, Grace and Sarah, Alice and I have been dating you for just over two months now. But… things have been going faster than I expected and I don’t… dislike it.” She sighed. “I’m comfortable sharing a boyfriend with this group. I wouldn’t be here today if I wasn’t, and it’s because of how much I’m enjoying this that I hesitate to let someone else join in. That said… I was… an outsider to this group. I was only friends with Alice before, yet the five of you seemed to be so close already. But… you welcomed me, treated me as your friend and… now you all mean a lot to me. Thinking that makes me more willing to… try this out.”

Yeah, this killed the mood a bit, but it was fine. This was a conversation we needed to have, and it wouldn’t end with just a few words.

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