[interesting]

The time at the beach is uneventful. My mind wanders the entire afternoon at the morning's events. At some point, the memory of our little sexual encounter takes me over. I go into the water to cool off, and end up playing with myself in the cold water. From my vantage point in the sea, I see Jim and Jennifer lying side by side, soaking in the sun. A feeling of unease creeps up on me. I'm not afraid of losing either one, but I'm afraid it won't last. But which one of them will be the one to call it off?

At some point, I realize something about our situation. I'm the girl in-between. It's me and Jim, or me and Jennifer, or me between Jim and Jennifer. I recall most of our encounters, those that worked at least, and that's where I was.

I tried to talk to both Jennifer and Jim about their conversation of the previous day, but they remain elusive. Why won't they talk about it? It sort of goes against what we talked about, being open and all that. All I was able to really gather is that they talked about everything that had happened, and had realized they were both punishing me and neither wanted to do it.

As far as Jennifer is concerned, I know she doesn't mind me seeing other people. We were together for six months; in that time, I slept a few times with both Claire and Cassie (though never at the same time), I had an encounter with a man at a bar (with Jennifer watching) and had Bonnie fuck me at least once while Barrie was watching. It's ironic that when I broke up with Jennifer, I ended up having less sex with other people. Even when I was with my next boyfriend, the one who worked at the scrap yard, I kept having sex with Jennifer. She knows how to fulfill my needs.

Jim is another matter entirely. When I fell for him, I had the distinct desire to see no one but him. I still ended up having sex with Jennifer several times, sucked Thomas twice, got eaten by Cassie and Claire, and got fucked by Bonnie while I gave a handjob to Barrie. The more I thought about being with Jim, the more sex I had with other people. It was not until were finally together that I stopped. That lasted for a month, before we tried to integrate Jennifer into our play. It wasn't like Jim wasn't giving me sex - we did it practically every day!

This may be not be a truly accurate reasoning, but maybe I'm not meant to be with only one partner. True, I want to share my life with Jim. His plans for the future coincide with mine, we share interests in teaching and so many other things, and he is so smart and intelligent. He makes me laugh, he turns me on. He's so kind to me. My heart belongs to him.

My body, on the other hand, seems to be telling me differently. It craves variety. Reflecting on my current plight, as I play with myself in the water, I come up with several names of people whom I want to have sex with. Jim and Jennifer are on top of that list, but Julie's name is right at the top, just below theirs; her friend Kamara feels exotic to me, and I'd like to see her chocolate skin resting against mine; to some extent, even Brigitte would provide me with quite an experience - why not include Brad in the mix, after all, we never had after break-up sex. And those are only people that I really want to have sex with. The others, I'd enjoy but I could hold out.

I get out of the water and head towards Jimmy and Thomas. They've been walking up an down the beach. The water is making my skin glisten: I notice how Jimmy stares at my chest, even if he is pretending not to.

"You like what you see, Jimmy?"
"Ya fine, Sar..."

I need to get my plan in motion.

"I hope you're available tonight."
"why?" asks Thomas.
"Because I'm taking you both out."
"Lik'a triple date?"
"Quintuple, actually."

Both guys look intrigued.

"There will be Jim, Jennifer and me."
"Those two okay?"
"They're better, Tom. Thanks your help."
"Anything for my friends."
"Ya said somethin'bout a date?"

I turn to Jimmy.

"Remember those girls we play volley with?"
"Yeah."
"They invited all of us over somewhere tonight, for a party of sorts."
"Who else gonna be ther'?"
"Just the owner of the house. His name's Peter. He's Jennifer's photographer."
"Awesome."
"By the way, Jimmy, did you get a chance to speak to Jennifer? I know you were anxious to meet her, she being a model and all."

Jimmy gets all excited.

"Yeah, we spoke yesterday. She some good lookin' chick. Went on th'net to see pics... Sasha... wow!"

I look at Tom, hoping this comment doesn't faze him too much. He picks up the cue.

"We looked at her portfolio last night."
"Together?"
"Yeah, we went to Jimmy's place."
"Really?"
"Yeah, we rented..."

Jimmy interrupts his narration to turn to Thomas.

"You can tell her."
"We rent'd some porn flick and jack'd off ta it."
"What did you rent, out of curiosity?"
"I forget the title..."
"T'was about these two chicks who go out datin' and wind up with a bunch of different guys every night... lotta swappin' partners and stuff.
"Was it any good?"
"T'was okay."
"Tom, did you like it?"
"It was pretty good."
"We rent'd it 'coz the guys on the back cover appealed to Tom. An'I want'd to see some pussy."
"Anything else interesting happened?"
"Nah, jus' chillin' on th'computer, watching pics of Sasha and other girls.. some boys too."

He winks at Tom. I smile. They have such great complicity. I want to take it a step further, but I'm still not at ease with Jimmy's limits. I turn to Tom.

"What does Jimmy look like?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know..." I stare at Jimmy's crotch. "Down there."

Tom blushes. Jimmy laughs.

"Ask me, a'll show ya"

I'm almost tempted to dare Jimmy to pull it out, but we'd get into trouble.

"I'm just asking Tom because he's into that 'sorta' thing, as you say."

Tom tries to laugh it off, but clearly I'm treading on slippery ground here. Jimmy adds to Tom's unease.

"I got a long one... not too big. Mebbe I show you, som'other time."
"I'd like that."

And I would. I'm not saying I'd do anything with Jimmy, but it's fun to play around with these notions. I see Julie walking along the beach, in her usual confident style, her lovely body in her tight bikini. I leave the guys to their conversation and head over to her. As I near her, she wraps her arms around me and spins me in the air, resting me down after a full turn.

"You look nice today," I say.
"I always look nice."
"Yes, you do."
"I see you were talking with your friends. Everything still okay."
"Like I told you. We meet at seven at the address."
"Wonderful..."

She pulls me close, whispering in my ear.

"Now, about payment?..."
"Hang on, girlfriend. They're still not together."
"Still..."
"What do you want?"
"What can you give? Me, I want it all!"

My eyes look towards Jim, who is farther on the beach.

"I think I can give you pretty much everything..."
"Really?"
"But only if he's part of the deal."

She follows my gaze.

"He wants to watch or participate?"
"I'm not entirely sure. We chatted about it this morning, but it's still up in the air."
"Is he big?"

I hesitate for a moment before answering.

"Not especially. He knows what to do with it. But... I don't think you'd be able to get it on with him."
"That's a challenge."
"Careful, girlfriend. You're sweet, but he's my man, and I'll choose him over you any day."

Julie is amused at my comment. She steps back, pointing to her body.

"Who can resist this?"

She is very beautiful and sexy, true. But I now know I need Jim to be with me for anything to be possible. He is the one constant I want to have with me if I ever stray from the path. I smile at Julie.

"Not me. But my boyfriend is something else."
"Well, we'll just have to find out, won't we?"

She then leans back in.

"Before the day is over, I guarantee you I'll have not only seen you naked, but him as well."
"That's no challenge, really," I reply.
"All right. How about this then? Before the night is over, I'll have sex with him... or you."
"You're being awfully ambitious."
"Luck favors the bold."

I like when people are playful and daring, but I have to keep some reserve.

"As you said, we'll find out."

And I turn my heels and walk away, careful to shake my behind at her as I do. For a moment, I'm tempted to go straight to Jim and tell him what Julie just told me. I chase that thought from my mind. I'm going to play this fair and square.

This week just gets more exciting every day!