The Choices Being Made (Book #2, Choices series)

22

By the end of their first few days at the resort, they had sand and sunscreen in places they had never imagined. They had declined more invitations to join couples than they could count. They even offered to take one of the men off Polly's hands.

And rumor had it that there was a woman specifically looking for Polly. She evidently knew Polly was in a polyamorous relationship. Since the woman was bisexual, she wanted a female partner to share with her husband.

"Hell no," Michael said when he heard the rumor. "Out of the question." He slammed his hand down on the dinner table in the resort's restaurant. He then pointed at Polly. "You don't want to do this, do you?"

"No!" Polly replied. Although, to be honest if it was just the two women, wouldn't mind exploring a bit. But she definitely didn't want to be with the husband. "It's just idle chatter anyway. She likely doesn't even exist."

"Didn't they say she was a redhead?" Mason asked, and then directed their eyes across the dining room. "And it looks like she has her eyes on our Polly girl."

"You will say no, Polly," Michael commanded.

"Of course. But what is she just wants..."

"Wants what?" Mason chimes in sounding a little too eager.

"Wants to just fool around with me. And let our husbands watch. I mean..."

Michael looked at Mason, but Mason was completely transfixed on Polly. "Mase!"

"Sorry, yup," he said turned to Michael.

"Thoughts?"

"Well, uh...it's not like it is another guy. And um, she doesn't want to bring another woman into what we have. So..."

Michael shrugged. "I wouldn't be opposed. So long as the husband keeps his paws to himself and we get to see the entire thing. And if you want to...of course."

"Well, you know women aren't my thing..."

"Said something so similar once..." Michael said.

"Me too," Mason laughed.

"But I mean it. Like, I can see the beauty of women. I can see how they could make you feel...good. But I don't want a woman as a girlfriend or anything."

"Fair enough. We will just play it by ear. Sound good?" Michael confirmed and the others nodded.

***

After dinner they were taking their drinks, including Polly's virgin daiquiri, out to the hot tub area.

As they left the restaurant, the redhead they saw earlier came bouncing up to Polly. Bouncing because she was nearly running and her breasts clearly weren't in a bra.

"Hi! Oh hi! I'm Claire. Um, and you are Polly, right?"

"Um, yes."

"I thought so. Word gets around pretty quickly around here, so I knew what you would look like and you do have two... husbands?"

"Yes, Michael and Mason...."

"My husband, Barry, is over there," she pointed to the hot tub where they were walking. "Anyway, I heard that you guys don't really swing," they all agreed. "And although that is a bummer...I was thinking that perhaps Polly wouldn't mind a bit of girl fun...?"

"Um," Polly looked at the woman. She was likely a little older than her with natural red hair, large breasts, and curvy hips. "Maybe a little bit. But only if our husbands can watch."

"Absolutely, sugar! Let me tell Barry! Oh! Where and when?! Now? I mean no rush, but now would be nice. There is a cabana near the hot tub. Is that too soon?" Poor Claire seemed nervous.