I have loved Lucy from the first moment she walked up to me all freckle- faced when we were seven and asked if I wanted to be her friend. I was new to the area and school and sat by myself at lunchtime. Her kindness has always been what kept my love for her alive.
So, I wonder now, how I can watch her indulge with other guys. I don’t want to, but I have to. It tears me up inside, but I push that deep down as she is having too much fun. She’s always thought she was too uptight, too vanilla. I don’t agree. Sex with her is always great. Intense, passionate, and far from vanilla. When I discovered The Afterworld I thought it might be the perfect time to allow her to really let her hair down and do the things she held back from. Explore, experiment and dive into a whole new world.
Growing up together we were a team of two. It was just her and me against the world. As she grew up, my love for her grew with it. She went from a cute girl with pigtails and freckles to a pre-teen with long legs and thick wavy hair. When we went through puberty together, my love changed, and lust became part of the equation. When we were sixteen she declared she wanted to lose her virginity with me. It was like my dreams were coming true, literally. I dreamt about her in slumber and daydreamed while in class. Other girls wanted to date me, but my eyes were for my pretty Lucy. To say I was thrilled to have our first time together is an understatement.
The night it happened is one I will never forget. Her parents went out for the evening and left us at home together. They trusted me, we were friends, nothing would be going on, or so they thought.
It was a magical night. She lit candles and put on romantic music. We took our time learning everything slowly together. Neither of us had dated or been with anyone else in any kind of sexual way, so each touch, each kiss was new and exciting.
After that night we couldn’t get enough of each other. Every moment we had alone was spent in each other’s arms. We would go from making love to lust filled sex in different positions, trying new things and new ways to please each other.
What Lucy and I have is special. Nothing can take that away from us.
She’s never told me exactly how she feels about me. I assume friends with benefits. It’s more for me, but I’ve never had the guts to tell her.
Until now she has never slept with anyone else. I started that by taking her to the The Afterworld. I’d heard about the club by a client of my landscaping business. Rave reviews is what he gave it, so I went there to check it out and got pulled into the place straight away. I thought he was exaggerating. Surely it couldn’t be the way he described. When I walked in to find people indulging in sex right there for all to see, I was intrigued.
Then I met Ally and I knew I had to bring Lucy there. I had sex with other girls at the club, the first time I’d slept with anyone but Lucy. I felt guilty at first, but then sexual gluttony took control of me. The drug only intensifies it and takes away the hesitation, the inhibitions.
It also helps me tolerate her with other men. The girls I can handle more. I mean seriously, what guy doesn’t want to watch his girl with another girl? It’s an ultimate fantasy, but when she has sex with one or more guys I have to ignore the pain in my chest and allow her to experiment. As I have done without her. I wish I’d never started, but curiosity, wanting to sow my wild oats and not knowing how Lucy felt, I thought I had nothing to lose. Maybe I do, maybe this will drive a wedge between us.
Today my load at work is light, thankfully. I’m tired from too many nights going to the club. I’ve always been able to function on a few hours’ sleep, but it’s starting to take its toll on me. Lucy has been struggling with the late hours and getting into trouble at work. I know I shouldn’t encourage her to keep going and really, how much longer can I watch her with other men before I want to punch one in the face in jealousy? Yet the pull is too strong. The club and purple pills are addictive and I don’t have the willpower to stop.