She was really, really attractive.
We had discussed opening our relationship before. But the truth is that neither of us really wanted the other to go “looking around.” We deeply loved each together and were committed to one another. We had been dating since high school, for instance. He was my first, and my only one, and same for him.
But that woman was simply gorgeous. I had had that kind of fantasy before. To watch your partner have sex with someone else. Be a third party. Just… observe. Watch him have some fun, watch him do with her what he only did with you.
It was all those feeling, I suppose. To be there and watch it happen. Live, under your eyes. It was terribly, terribly arousing.
And if Josh had one flaw – and he didn’t have many – it was that he was not into domination at all. Sometimes, I fantasized about it. A coworker from work, with big shoulders and big hands, pinning me down, making me do… stuff. I don’t even know how to describe it. I don’t know how to describe it because I have never done it before. As I said, Josh wasn’t into that. He was into oral, great oral of course, and vanilla sex. He could use a toy from time to time, but that’s it.