“What do you mean I’m getting married today?” I ask Annie, unable to wrap my head around the words. “James said that you wanted to get married so him and Georgie went to see that spiritual man we told you guys about and they’ll meet us there,” she explains as she comes over to me. “So, what are we thinking hair and makeup wise?” “I.. I thought James and I were fighting,” I admit, ignoring her question. “He just left suddenly.” Annie frowns, “he didn’t tell you his plans for today?” “No.” “Well.. surprise!” She says uncertainly. I nod, “yeah truly.” Annie puts her hands on my shoulders and gives me a pointed look, “tell me now if I need to start the car and help you escape. I’ve got a go bag ready, we can disappear to a beach somewhere and live in a shack drinking rum and eating pineapple.” I give her a half smile, “sounds great let’s go.” Annie’s hand finds mine and she starts pulling me towards the door but I stop her, “no I can’t.” She stops and asks, “are you
As it turns out, James only had to wait for two hours. After I’d talked Annie out of her more glamorous ideas, we’d settled on to something more my style with my hair and makeup. As she was getting me ready, I couldn’t but wish that my parents were there. I’m not sure what my mom would have thought about the whole situation, but I’d like to think she’d be happy for me as long as I was happy. And my dad, well he practically raised James and sees him like a son so I’m not sure how he would feel. Hopefully he’d be happy for us, or at least he’d pretend to be. Either way, I still wished he was here. I never imagined I’d get married in a completely different country without even telling him. Of course I never imagined that I’d be marrying my stepbrother either, so I suppose that life is full of surprises. Annie puts a hand on my chin and gently makes me look at her, “what’s wrong?”“I just miss my dad,” I admit. “I hate hiding my life from him, and I never thought that I’d be getting
The inside of the church or spiritual center as Annie called it, was about how you’d imagine but a lot simpler. White walls, a light hardwood floor, a few pews, various small tables with candles and symbols from different religions. Large windows with flowing curtains run the length of the building and at the far end stands an older man in an orange robe and next to him is James. His hair is neatly combed and he’s wearing a form fitting black suit. Where’d he’d gotten it or when he’d had time to get it was beyond me, but as he locks eyes with me I don’t care. I don’t care about anything except James and the way he’s looking at me. Annie and Georgie stand on either side of me, each one holding an arm as we walk down the makeshift isle. That walk feels like it takes forever and at the same time like it took two steps and then I was in front of James who had a look of pure wonder on his face and tears in his eyes. “You look..” he says softly as his eyes trail over me. “The
I’m not sure what I was expecting the honeymoon suit to look like but it definitely was not a double sided sex dungeon. One side of the room looked completely normal and even homey while the other side looked like a picture from a BDSM magazine. The homey side has a large bed with a red comforter, accent pillows and large fluffy pillows. Each side had a small table with a lamp and comfortable looking chair sits a few feet from the bed. A long coffee table sits at the end of the bed with a vase of colorful flowers sitting on top of a lace doily. The BDSM side was the complete opposite of homey. A large X stands against one wall with cuffs on each corner, a row of crops and whips line the wall, bookshelves filled with various toys and bottles sit on either side of the X. A red ligh shines down on the BDSM side while a soft warm light comes from the small bedside lamps. The difference between the two is like night and day and I can’t help the laugh that escapes me. James shake
A week after our wedding, James and I are trekking through the underbrush of the Australian Outback. While Annie and Georgie seem to be having the time of their lives, James and I are sweating to death. “Is it usually this hot?” I ask, gasping for breath in the dry heat. Annie looks back at us, “Ali it’s August. We’re lucky it was a mild winter this year.” She looks to the sky and muses, “it could still snow though.” “Snow?” I deadpan. “You’ve got me out here in shorts and you’re saying that it could snow?” She laughs, “just be glad it’s not spider season.” I stop on the trail, making James bump into me, “spider season? That’s it’s, I’m going home!” Not that I really knew where home was at this point. Sure I could go back to my dad’s house, he’d love to have me home. And while I did miss my childhood house and my dad, the thought of going back to a mundane life made a pit form in my stomach. “You ok?” James asks quietly. “Aside from the snow and spider prospect.”
We finally make it to the waterfall two days into our trip, which is what I almost did right into it. I’d been staring at my feet so long, trying to shield my eyes form the blinding sun as much as possible, that I didn’t notice the others stop and step off of the trial until James grabbed my backpack and pulled me to a stop. “Careful,” he says as I come to a stop. “You almost fell in.” “Fell in what?” I grumble as I look up for the first time in hours. “This!” Annie exclaims as she throws her arms wide. Looking past her, I make out a large open area about twenty feet below us with trees, tall grass and bushes surrounding a rippling lake with a waterfall at one end. “How do we get down there?” I ask her as I take it all in. After the dry dirt of the past few days, the greenery was a nice sight. “There’s some steps carved into the cliff wall over there,” Georgie answers as he points to some steep steps. “There’s also a rope we can climb down or-.”“We jump!” Annie yells as she th
“I- what?” I stutter out in complete shock. While Annie was random at times, I did not see this question ever coming from her. “A relationship,” Annie says again as she sits up and looks at me. “Where all four of us would date each other.” I sit up and look at her in confusion, “but.. why?” She smiles softly, “because you’re beautiful and I enjoy spending time with you. And James is handsome and Georgie has had a crush on him since the second day we’ve known each other. We like being around you two and we’ve been looking for another couple to date and travel with and potentially live with us at the house. It’s too big for just the two of us.” “So,” I ask slowly. “You guys are..?” “Both bisexual,” Annie confirms. “Both into consensual polygamy. Both very keen on the idea of having a relationship with the two of you.” I breathe deeply for a moment, “I’m sorry. I just wasn’t expecting this. Just a second.” “Take your time,” Annie tells me as she lays back down. I watch her
We sit there awkwardly for a long moment before James finally asks, “so what do you think about it?” “I’m not sure,” I admit. “I love you and being with you so the idea of being another person is weird.” “But?” “But,” I say slowly. “I kinda of want to know what it’s like to kiss Annie.” I glance over at him as I wait for his response, hoping he wouldn’t be mad or weirded out by my answer. But as always, James just shrugs and says, “if you want to kiss her then you can.” “What?” I ask in surprise. “You want me to kiss her?” “I love you,” he starts seriously. “And I’ll support whatever it is that you want to do. If that’s traveling the world or making out with girls, I’m happy if you’re happy. But,” he adds. “I don’t like the idea of you kissing Georgie.” “Baby I don’t want to kiss Georgie,” I tell him quickly. “You’re the only man for me and I don’t even know if I really want to kiss Annie or if it was just because she brought it up.” “I kinda feel the same way,” he adm