My Penthouse Harem

I can’t say for sure that I adopted my rescue dog so I had an excuse to see Bettie at the dog park again. But if I’m being honest with you, or myself, that was definitely part of the reason I did. So when I ran into her after just a week of trekking uptown to our old haunt with my new mutt, I was thrilled to see her again. Even better, she seemed happy to see me, too.

Once I reconnected with Bettie, I was in heaven. I’d never had a girlfriend like her and I was over the moon about it. That should have been enough. But it wasn’t. Not just because I wanted more, although I did want more. I never would have considered what came to pass unless Bette wanted it too. Did she really want it, though? Or was she just telling me what she thought I wanted to hear?

Now that I’ve moved in with Bettie, she convinced me to sleep with Marcella. It was all I dreamed it could be and then some. But when she invited Marcella into our bed, I made sure Marcella knew why. Which worked out better than anyone could have hoped. That leaves Jackie, the one who suggested sharing me in the first place. Bet you can’t guess what happened next.