Secret [MFMF] affair between our best friends, and our sly [MFM] attempt to join! (Let’s make this foursome a hexagon)

Most of my wilder moments had been a part of my earlier, single days. There were flings, my earlier story I posted with Chanel, one night stands, occasional bouts of infidelity (not proud!), and overall a bit more pizazz.

My sex life took a turn for the milder once Em and I met, started dating, and then you know… fell in love!

That’s not to say life got any worse. In fact, it got much better. Em grew to fill all the voids my single self didn’t even know existed, and I was over the moon! She became my best friend, she motivates me to be a better version of myself, always keeps me entertained, is the greatest travel partner of all time, and I could go on and on about the sappy, goo goo gah gah aspects of our millennial love story, but I know you’re here for… other reasons.

[MF] She said she’d never had an orgasm before, so what else could I [M] do? How a book led to me cheating on my then gf, and giving someone else what she needed.

*First time poster. Never written anything like this down before… love some feedback!*

Everyone knows dance is hot, Latin dance in particular. Bodies gyrating, sweat glistening off of your partner’s skin. So, I wanted to get involved. I’d never considered myself a good dancer, and I wanted to learn, so I started connecting with my university’s Latin dance club, who was in desperate need of more male dancers (using the word ‘dancer’ very loosely).

So, I joined! Upon getting up to speed, I found myself in lots of hot water… not just because I didn’t actually know how to dance. I found myself getting way too romantically involved with my partners. Of course, in hindsight, I should have known that there’s little to no chance I don’t end up getting viciously attracted to a beautiful woman who knows how to move… who has to move her fit and toned body all over me… just for the art, of course.

So Lara and I (we’ll call her Lara for the sake of this story) start dating. It moved fast, and we liked each other! Things were about as ‘good’ as they could be, and it was certainly convenient to enjoy practice with each other… and then enjoy each other even more right afterwards.