Chapter 1

The text from my best friend Jasper was only one word, but that word spoke volumes about his sheer desperation to me.

"Help!" Jasper wrote me.

It was classic Jasper, of course. He hated to ask for help, but when he was in enough of a bind, he kept it short and simple. A Welshman with a sort of friendly roguishness and uncouthness to him at times, he reminded me of an 18th century highwayman type, to be honest. This was rather funny, given that he was actually a deputy sheriff and thus very much on the right side of the law.

"What's wrong?" I texted back, truly puzzled as to what could bother my buddy so much, so close to his wedding day.

"I learned something about Connie that has me rather shaken up and in need of a drastic solution, Ben," he responded.

"What has she done?" I asked him, point-blank now.

"She confessed a few things to me, in the interest of honesty and fairness, and I'm a bit stunned, to put it mildly. I am still bloody well shocked by this," he answered me, which really got me going.

"Okay, meet me at Nigel's in fifteen, if you can. Can you?" I replied.

"Very well, but Connie's coming along for the trip, since this is about her and me. I have an idea, but it's rather extreme, and while she is on board with it, I want both of you present when it's broached. You ought to get Tamara for this one, too," he announced cryptically.

"Why does my girlfriend need to tag along, exactly?" I demanded to know.

"Just trust me. I'm your mate, remember? Now, get off your arse and take Tamara with you. I don't care if you're snogging or shagging. It's not bollocks, I swear," he promised, so I woke up Tamara, who was on the rag right then, so frankly hated it when I disturbed her rest ... she went from saucy to cranky to downright mean at times during her period.

"What's the matter?" Tamara snapped, and as always, instantly regretted it, "Sorry, I was just having a hell of a good dream. It was you, me ... and Daniel Craig. We were ... you know ... having a threesome."

"That dream again, huh? Well, in my dreams, Eva Green sometimes joins us and sometimes it's just her, you, and me. Sometimes... , well, you get the idea, babe. Don't act so shocked. We've talked about threesomes, gang-bangs," I started to say.

"And reverse gang-bangs, lest we forget," Tamara winked as she interrupted me.

"And orgies, anyway, and at times, you bring it up before I do!" I resumed, adding, "Anyway, Jasper needs us to meet Connie and him ... urgently. Nigel's, 15 minutes, I told him, so let's get hopping, okay, bunny?"

"Yeah, well, if I'm your bunny, I deserve to get fucked like one tonight, especially for you getting me up from such a hot, sexy dream!" Tamara griped.

"But you're ... well, you know," I observed.

"Bloody and rare down there? I know. That's another thing that I'd like to change between us, since we're talking of relationships and sex," she complained as we got dressed in a rush.

"What is?" I asked her as we got to my truck.

"No sex on the rag. That's fucked-up! I'm horny all month long, dear ... it doesn't stop because I'm on my monthly! Hell, half the time it's worse!" Tamara declared, much to my surprise.

"Holy smokes, that explains a lot! Well, we can discuss that after we meet with Jasper and Connie. Whatever it is, it must be pretty serious for him to send me a desperate cry for help by text!" I coughed, not sure how to take this news.

"Yeah, well, I hope that he realizes what a good friend you are, when I've killed you with a heart attack after riding you to death all night long! Oh, look at that face ... you think that I'm kidding ... oh, no, Mister ... you and I are getting it on tonight!" Tamara warned me with a very sassy grin on her face.

"Is that before or after I spank your cute booty for being such a sass?" I had an evil gleam in my eye as we walked into Nigel's.

"Promise? Because if my butt's not bruised by the end of the night, I'll never let you live it down!" Tamara taunted me, knowing how to get my goat.

"Oh, you're getting it now, missy! Here's a little preview," I slapped her ass to make my point as we sat down ... in full view of Jasper and Connie, both of whom cracked up with belly laughs when they saw it.

"Well, we now know a little something new about the private sex life of Ben Markowitz and Tamara Dragovic, haven't we?" Jasper gave me more grief.

"Yeah, yeah, speaking of which ... private lives, what's such an emergency that you wake up the bloody monster at eleven fucking thirty on a Thursday night, anyway?" I probed now, prompting a slight and playful poke in the ribs from Tamara.

"Okay, I will cut to the chase, then. Connie admitted to me today that she is a diagnosed and declared nymphomaniac. I mean that in all seriousness. She has a medical condition which produces an insatiable libido ... sex drive in layman terms. I feared something like this when we first met, but back then we both hoped to control it. She needs more sex than I can give her and she doesn't want to cheat on me by having secret extramarital affairs," Jasper informed me abruptly.

"So ... you're going to give her permission to sleep with other people? Since you have trouble keeping up, is this one-sided, or will the extra help be enough to allow you the same ... how do I put this ... liberties? Or, more to the point, do you even want the same rights or are you content to be faithful while she satisfies these needs? I'm not saying this to judge you. I just want to make sure that, a year or two down the road, you're not crying into your beer about how you've been mistreated, cuckolded, or what have you.

"Connie has never struck me as unfair ... you know that I don't see you that way, Connie ... otherwise, you would never have come clean with Jasper, I do believe. However, one does not have to be objectively wronged to feel misused ... to feel betrayed, humiliated, etc. The biggest question, though, is what does this have to do, not only with me, but with Tamara? You wanted us both here for this, so I'm all ears. What about you, Tamara?" I naturally pried further.

"Very much all ears. I'm listening intently, on the edge of my seat on this one, baby," my girlfriend assured me, and she showed every sign of being attentive, in fact.

"Okay ... I need you to fuck Connie ... and not just once or twice. This would be a very regular thing. Since you're dating Tamara, however, this affects her as well as you, me, and Connie. Hence why I want her here ... I need her blessing for this, so it doesn't harm your relationship. So ... what do you guys think? Is this okay or should I ask someone else ... not that there is anyone I trust more than you," Jasper declared, much to my astonishment.

"Alright ... so ... you want Ben here, my dear, loving boyfriend, your best mate for how long now ... to have sexual relations with your fiancee? Wow ... that's just ... damn! That's ... hot!" Tamara exclaimed, which wasn't shocking to me so much as it was to Jasper and Connie, "However, I have one condition for my approval. Just one."

"Very well, I'm definitely listening," I perked up.

"Me, too," Jasper was curious.

"Hit us with it, Tamara," Connie showed her interest by speaking up at last ... she had been strangely silent this whole time.

"Very well ... look, Ben is a great boyfriend, make no mistake, but he's very squeamish about one of my fetishes. I don't blame him. It's not for everyone. However, if I could get that itch scratched without troubling him to do it ... it would suit both of us. Everybody wins," Tamara was a bit evasive, but I could sense where this was headed.

"Which kink?" Jasper wanted to know for sure.

"Bloody sex. Dipping into the red stream ... sex during my menstrual period. Don't worry ... I'm not asking you to earn your red wings or anything like that. It's just that ... Ben has a hang-up about fucking during that time of the month ... which is often when I need it most. So ... if I agree to this sharing business, I want one of you two ... you can decide which one ... maybe both of you ... to do something to pleasure me during that month, whenever Ben would otherwise feel pressure to do it and frankly wouldn't always get it up for me due to how gross it can be.

"You can do straight-up fucking, strap-on sex, oral, whichever combo or technique you feel most comfortable with ... even the red wings, but only if you WANT to do that ... during that time. Since Ben is pinch-hitting for Jasper at times, it's only right to ask one or both of you to return the favor. That's what friends do, right? Help each other out?" Tamara stunned the couple with that proposition.

"Well, Jasper ... papi, we are asking a lot of them. It's only fair to Ben and Tamara to do something for them, too. I mean, I don't mind doing my part, but for this, well ... papi, you need to step up to the plate, too. It's only three to seven days a month, and then you can take it easy if you prefer, but ... I'm ready to do my part and it would only be right and fair to ask you to pitch in, too.