Bad Choices (Hypernaturals 8)

Tinted Windows

"That third guy. Whatever happened to him? You two ever get together again?" I wondered aloud.

"His name was Robert but he went by Bobby. Yes. Bobby's trips were transparent excuses to be in town, originally Houston, and see me again. Have sex with me again if I was interested. He asked first every single time if I might be interested. I always said 'yes'. Down the years, I have always preferred being with a decent human being over a sexual superstar. Bobby is a decent human being. Our sex was always well prepared for with supplies and with slow and considerate foreplay. I showed him the things I like, which you well know what they are, and he did them, for however long it took. My pleasure was his priority and his physicality always literally more than I wanted. I was glad to have intercourse anyway because he was so sweet, and he remembered between dates what I like. We fell into a pattern. He pleasured me in all the various possible ways one can. I came. More than once perhaps. Then we lubed the hell out of us, and we very carefully screwed. He never wanted to hurt me, but it always did, a least a little. We were not frequent enough lovers that I ever adapted. He would come inside me: A special pleasure for him even wearing a condom. His usual orgasm with other women was often from handjobs. Some he had to pay for. There were a few women that loved the size and were far more able than I to enjoy it, but he said that was often ALL they were there for. He was tired of being called things like 'super-dick'. He liked me because we talked and did other things AND we had sex, and it was friendly sex. The second best kind."

"I am not sure which is worse: 'Hey super-dick, stuff me' or 'Sorry hon: handjob only for that thing'. Must have really gotten behind his eyes." I commented.

"It did." Morgan said. "The professional community in Portland came to know him, and some even gave discounts because all he wanted was relief and with another person. Sex is so much better when it is not alone. I like him so I was never going to let that happen with me. It is always a thing he thanked me for. Every damn time. You want to know something funny?"

"Sure." I said.

"I almost told Bobby later in our relationship that we could skip the condom. My mental math being that with so few lovers he was unlikely to have acquired any STD's, and I used other birth control. The condom was about STD's first and foremost for me. I figured he might like an actual skin on skin contact. An orgasm that felt all the way normal. I don't know: I assume coming while wearing one of those feels different."

"It's a lesser experience, but better than not coming. You didn't though?" I asked.

"I would have. Never had the chance. Bobby said being with me is not only nice in and of itself, but it gave him more confidence. He got married. I went to his wedding in Portland. That event was odd because his wife, Mingzhu, thanked me. She knew all about us. Mingzhu said if I ever wanted to partake in her husband, I was welcome to. With or without her. My choice, though she would be honored to join, etc. She was grateful for the love I gave him because it gave him the courage to ask her out. She is physically a tiny woman. I think right at about five feet tall, and small framed. he was afraid to have sex at first with her but used all the things he and I did with her, and she went back for more and far more frequently. Once it became an every night kind of thing, they decided to get hitched."

Morgan paused to give a very disbelieving expression and head movement. "Mingzhu said she had him in her life because of me. She owed me for that. I thanked her and told her that I am very glad Bobby found someone, and to love him because he deserved it. She promised me she would. She is a great lady: Mingzhu did not care about the professionals or me. She understood the issues and she accepted the solutions he sought before her. I like her, and I considered her offer to go to bed with both of them. I would have before I also married. Why I spoke in the present tense: We are all friends. If they come to Austin sometime, I will bring them around to meet everyone. You will like them."