Chapter 1

The problem with infidelity in an open relationship isn't fucking around on the other behind their back, but rather the complications that sometimes come with the 'new' relationships.

Nancy isn't coy about going to bed with guys but it has to be on her terms. It sometimes happened that she would pick a guy that seemed okay at the time but who would suddenly see a little casual sex as falling in love, part one, followed by 'as soon as you leave Tony' and then, well, sometimes it's just takes a 'let 'em down easy' talk, or sometimes it takes a bit of a shove off. What she sees in me, well, hmmm...

I guess one of the things about our relationship is that she's very comfortable around me. We both know that there are going to be a lot of sexy strangers in the world, and we didn't sign up to be each others ball and chain, but rather, running buddies on life. There aren't too many guys that don't get hung up on her, sooner or later, but while she'll be there for a guy friend, it's being there as a friend who happens to be a girl. Sometimes my pals have asked her for relationship advice, and sometimes she's been able to hip them to 'what the hell is pissing her off' details. Sometimes they survive the advice, sometimes they take it to heart, sometimes it helps, sometimes it's so far gone that 'it just needed shooting' to put two people out of their mutual infliction of a miserable life on the other.

Running with Nancy can be a gas, no two ways about that, but you have to take the good with the bad. I'm not saying that life with Nance was all a bed of roses, but we both had this very direct ability to talk to each other about what was important and what wasn't important.

Nancy's guys ranged from falling in love with her to casual friends she'd fuck when the mood was on her, to the occasional jerks that thought she was as good as packing her bags to move in with them as soon as she could dump me and the very, very, few that climbed out of the sack and instantly started to brag to their friends, or started this strange, strange thing where they would think she was a slut and suddenly she wasn't good enough for them. She kept the occasional casual friend she'd fuck, and the rest of them got eased out of her life as they weren't a big enough dogs to run with the pack. Runts and stunts, and the 'stunts' part was Nancy short hand for 'stunted development.' They couldn't believe that they had bagged such a babe and would immediately brag to their horny friends who would start hitting on her. I once had the privilege of watching her do some psychic surgery on a guy who had his shot and blew it. Young, rich, handsome, Porsche prick who thought that she was going to be his play toy because of his family's money. Without raising her voice, and ignoring his whole 'look at who I fucked, guys' she took him apart in front of his pals and stroked my ego at the same time. "Yeah, it was nice Kenny, but while you're a good lover and all, you just don't give me what I'm looking for." She then proceeded to tell him that she wasn't looking for one night stands that weren't going anywhere, and she was looking for a guy that made it on his own, because there wasn't any bullshit about insecurities on the guy's part about his self worth. Then she had basically psychoanalyzed the guy to make him 'get' that no, she'd been in richer places, had seen all of the same 'poor little rich kid' attitudes she cared to, and didn't want to have to suck up to anyone's parents that would think she was a dumb assed shit kicker red neck social climber with just a great bod that was trying to lead poor little junior to the altar so she could latch onto the family trust funds. Without doing anything besides being nice, she'd made him understand that while it had been nice, it wasn't him she was looking for and he'd suddenly 'got' Nancy and realized what a self important little jerk he'd just been in front of his friends and realized that while 'he'd had her', he'd not really behaved real well about it and had just been told something about himself that he had to think about. And he also realized that he wasn't grown up enough to be making it back to her bed in the near future, that was for sure, and he started to value her more highly in retrospect. Once in a while, their paths would cross and she was always nice to him, and nice in a way that didn't get his hopes up. He'd occasionally run into me on my own, and we'd talk and he'd always be polite and tell me to say hi to Nance when we'd split. Yeah, he went into his great whatever grand father's banking business, but he realized that there was more to life than Ross and being richer than the guy next door.

Nancy's guys were generally fairly together, and that 'and this is my old man' introduction scene mostly went down very cool. Sometimes it was kind of funny, in a low comedy way. I had one guy jump out of bed all ready to try and punch my lights out when I came in at three o'clock and went to climb into bed and found someone sleeping in it with Nancy. I was half in the bag, and it took a bit of dodging to fend off the defender of her honor. Or I'd come up the path beside the house and she'd be fooling around in the tub with a guy and he'd go into this 'oh, oh, the boyfriend!' chagrined about putting the moves on Nancy and she'd be very cool and I'd be very casual and make myself scarce for a few while she hipped him to the way we were and have him cool down a bit about the 'getting caught' scene and loosen up and kick back. That was somewhere out of the Twilight Zone for some of them, but most of the guys she nailed were pretty laid back and it was usually enough that I wasn't uptight about them at all. Some of them couldn't handle it and made their excuses and split, some of them I thought were pretty nice and I'd split for a while, or whatever the prevailing mood was and that depended a lot on how it was going with Nancy and whomever. She and I could send signals to each other pretty well, and I'd usually pick up her cues.

Sometimes it got into being a bit strange, like when I came home one time and she was fucking a guy in the living room and I was just wiped out and bent over and gave her a kiss and said hi and went to bed for some much needed sleep.

Scheduling this kind of thing; ha! You had to be pretty fast on your feet to deal with some of these scenes, but she was always so cool if the roles were reversed that most of my lovers would stay and hang out and we'd get it on and they understood that she was okay with it, and it was just something that happened and kick back, and let it flow. Once in a while, we'd get into a scene with one of our lovers and do a group scene, if they were really cool and understood the difference between love and casual 'sport fuckin' and could really relax about having a couple to frolic with.

I was in the sack one night with a girl that knew we both liked to sleep around when Nancy came home from a party she'd gone to by herself. I'd picked up the girl at a gig, and one thing had lead to another and I hadn't figured that Nancy would be back for the night, so brought her home with me. Nancy'd come in and kissed the hell out of me and I could taste sperm in her mouth and she had that 'god, I just got my socks fucked off' look on her face. She'd timed her arrival just right, as we were basically cuddling there in after glow and Karen and I were just talking when she bounced in, hot and smelling like sex.

"I'm going to take a fast shower, you're not going to believe the night I just had!" She'd stripped unselfconsciously in front of us and tossed her clothes in the laundry hamper.

I'd smiled at her, knowing as soon as she got out of the shower, she'd be wanting to tell me all about it.

"Give me a kiss before you jump in the rain locker" I told her. Karen was just smiling at her, and the vibe was right. She came over and leaned into my face, giving me another taste of her mouth. I reached out and felt up her pussy. I slipped my fingers inside of her and felt all the juices floating around in her. She moaned as I fingered her. Then she broke away and said, "Sweetie, just as soon as I get out of the shower, I'm going to fuck your brains out! I'm wound up like a two dollar watch!"

I glanced at Karen, who was pretty easy going and not shy about a lot of things that would gross out the uptight. She had been holding my dick in her hand, kind of holding it and fondling it as it softened. I think it was the smell of Nancy that started it growing in her hand, instead of the slow shrinking it had been doing just a moment before. She was looking at either my hand or Nance's tits, and I caught her licking her lips with my glance.

"What the hell, Nance, why bother with the shower when your just going to get all sweaty again?" She checked out that Karen was cool with her reeking of sex.

"You sure?"

"Fuckin' A." I pulled my hand out of her snatch and put it around her and pulled her into bed with us.

"Sorry about taking cuts in line here," she apologized to Karen, "but I just gotta tell him about hot it was tonight and we usually talk about this kinda shit while we're getting it on."

"Go for it," Karen said with interest. She held up my mostly firmed up dick and Nancy slid her leg over me as Karen moved a little away and leaned up on her elbow to watch. My dick slipped up inside Nance in one slid and Karen pulled her hand away as soon as Nancy was seated.

"Ah, god, that feels good," Nance said breathily.

"You're getting sloppy thirds," I kidded her, and hipping her to the fact that her chances of doing an all night fuck-a-thon were about zip. I could feel a lot of stuff adding to the slipperiness of her pussy, and she giggled at me.

"Well, your getting sloppy ninths or so, so I guess I can deal with that."

"Shit, who did you go out with? The Incredible Hulk?" She grinned.

"Actually, it was three guys!"

"Whoa! Why, you little slut!" I teased her. "And her I just thought I was so sexy you were so turned on it was your juices I was feeling."

She gave me back this really sexy leer and moved a little on my dick. "Grrrr!" she growled at me. She leaned down and gave me a really sexy kiss. "Who says I ain't turned on just 'cause of lil' ol' you?" She looked over at Karen. "You see why I like this big lug? I come home with a cunt full of sperm and he just says the nicest things and my little heart just goes pitter patter!"

"Yeah, and you know your just dying to tell me all of the sordid details."

She grinned back at me and slid up and down on my stomach, softly stirring me around inside the soup. Karen slipped up on the bed so she was laying back on the head board with me, but over a bit. Nancy glanced over at her. "Hope you don't mind while I do some bragging, honey, but this is too good not to share."

"Brag away, Nance, I'm pretty open minded." Karen gave her a pretty good leer of her own. "Inquiring minds want to know!" Nancy laughed at the newsstand ad.

"Remind me to have you invite this one back, T, she's a keeper."

"Yeah." How many girls do you know that wouldn't have gotten up tight in that situation? My dick was barely dry from the last loving we'd been doing and here comes this guy's old lady barging in and saddling up right next to her and reeking like she'd just pulled a train. "So. Tell me all the gory details, Nance."

"You know Tom and Mark?" I nodded. "Well, they threw this birthday party for Jill, and about fifty or sixty people showed up. Things were rolling along pretty well and Bill showed up. You know Bill the guitar guy? Worked with what's his name?" I nodded. "Well, we hit it off pretty well and went and found ourselves some space in Tom's bedroom." Tom and Mark were roommates down the hill, over on the next street from us and good friends of ours. Nancy asided to Karen, "Tom's cool about stuff like loaning his bed out to friends of his." She looked back at me. "We got it on about three or four times, Bill and me, and after that, I kinda took a nap for a while. The party got to be over and then Tom came in and woke up Bill when he tried to get into bed, and you know how that waterbed of his sloshes. Good thing he did, as Bill had to work tomorrow and had to get going. So he got up and left and I cuddled up with Tom. I was going to go back to sleep, but I could feel his dick poking me in the ass, and well, I thought, if he doesn't mind sloppy seconds, I could put him into the frame of mind to go to sleep and why not?" I nodded. "So I kind of encouraged him and one thing lead to another." She grinned. "You know he's got a really long cock?"

"Really?"

She looked over at Karen. "Hope this aren't grossing you out. Tony calls this my 'locker room sex' side."

"You're not grossing me out at all. You got him to come five times? I think I'll let him know I'm interested."

"Naw, I got ... let's see, three ... no, it was four, comes out of him." Nancy said with a shit eating grin. Karen gave it back with interest.

"This is going to be good," Karen said. "Hope you guys don't mind if I entertain myself while I listen to this?" She slipped her hand between her legs.

"Make yourself at home," Nancy said. "There's some toys in the night stand."

"No, there aren't. I think they fell on the floor." Karen leaned forward and slipped her hand under the covers and dug around towards the bottom of the bed. I reached out and stroked her back while she was doing that. Nancy grinned at me in delight. She not only got 'to brag on it' with me, but now knew that Karen was going to get into it with us and she didn't have to pull any punches.