AMA: The Boyfriend: Chapter 269-275

Chapter 269

I had slipped off, and out, of Zenya after a couple of minutes and had used a look with Becca to have her leave us alone. My blonde… whatever she was at the moment, took the hint graciously and nodded, going to the edge of the porch and slipping back into the water gracefully. I, in the meantime, encouraged Zenya to turn over and she ended up laying partially on top of me, resting her head on my chest as we kept our arms around each other.

“OK,” she sighed. “You win.”

“I win?” I asked with a smile.

“Best hookup ever,” she grinned, then flushed a little. “Not that I’m exactly a hookup queen or anything. Despite how I’ve been acting this week, and all of this out here, I’m not actually… I’m not a slut.”

“I wouldn’t have ever thought you were,” I said, rubbing her back. “You are a sweet, sexual woman. But not a slut. I’m just really happy that you wanted to do this with me.”

“Well, I did wait for all the reviews to come out first,” she smirked at me, making me chuckle. “But seriously. Great flirting. Really great sex. And you even snuggle afterwards. Five stars, would fuck again. And again.”

“Pfft, not snuggling isn’t even an option,” I grinned. Then I hugged her a little tighter. “Five stars for you too, by the way.”

“Can I be honest?”

“Zenya, I think we’re a little past asking.”

“True,” she said. “I’m just - all the stuff going on. With everyone. I don’t know… I feel like I might have missed out on something.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Becca’s been keeping me ‘up to date’ so to speak,” Zenya said. “And Leia, too. They are both falling for you, and are pretty sure you’re falling for them too. And when I’m being honest with myself, I know that you’re… a catch is putting it mildly, I think. Even with the wild polyamory thing going on. I just feel some FOMO, like I’m getting a consolation prize here.”

“I’m sorry,” I sighed, leaning over to kiss her forehead softly.

“It’s not something to be sorry for, I guess,” she sighed.

“No, it is,” I said. “I would never want you to feel like you’re not worth everything.”

“But…” Zenya prompted.

“But?” I asked.

“I hear a but coming on,” she said.

“Nope,” I said. “You are worth everything, Zenya. Not but. I keep trying to tell you this, and so was Becca. You are an amazing woman. Becca adores you. Leia and Ami, too. And I know you aren’t as close with the others, but you know what? They like you a lot, and they respect you a ton.”

“Why?” Zenya asked. “I didn’t do anything ‘respect’ worthy.”

“Are you kidding me?” I asked. “Zenya, babe, you have been taking care of things all week. You’re helping at every meal, and you encourage the girls. You don’t think I hear you being their hype-woman? You are an absolute queen.”

Zenya was quiet for a long moment, then shifted up my body a bit and kissed me, soft and sweet. “Thank you,” she whispered out in a sigh, resting back down again to cuddle against me.

“You are more than welcome,” I said. “Look, I can’t tell you that what’s happening with me and some of the girls is something that could happen with us. That’s not… I don’t know, it’s not like a switch flipped. We had to choose to go further with things. Magnetic attraction, sexual or otherwise, only goes so far. If you want to explore more than just sex with me, I’m very open to it with you, but the reality of the situation is what it is. We don’t have much time left on this trip, and my time is pretty split.”

“You’re really open to it?” she asked. “To me?”

“I can’t even comprehend how you could think I wouldn’t be,” I sighed.

“Can I think about it?” she asked.

“Come here,” I said, sitting up and pulling her more fully over until she was straddling my lap and we were hugging each other to stay close. “Of course you can think about it, Zee. And it doesn’t matter if you decide on the trip or not. We’ll see each other again. Plenty, I bet. As long as you don’t become an axe murderer or something, I’ll be interested in you.”

“So you’re saying you wouldn’t hide a body for me now?” she asked with a playful smirk.

“I’ve got to limit federal crimes to people I’m officially in love with,” I smirked back, making her chuckle.

“You know, if I were to say yes right now, you’d be leaving here with a lot of girlfriends,” she said, getting a thoughtful and somewhat serious look on her face.

“Just two for now,” I said.

“For now,” she smirked knowingly. “Are you going to make things official with Becca during your date tonight?”

“Most likely,” I said. “We just need to talk about it first.”

“She loves you, you know,” Zenya said. “Which is wild considering you met, what, six days ago?”

“I love her too,” I said. “Which is maybe even wilder, considering I’m engaged to someone else.”

She kissed me, taking in a deep breath through her nose while she did it, her chest pressing against mine. “Good,” she said. “She deserves it. She deserves you.”

I pressed my forehead to hers, looking into her eyes. “So do you, if I’m what you want.”

She kissed me again, softer. “Thank you.”

“Thank you,” I replied.

We separated, though when she got a naughty gleam in her eye and stroked my half-hard cock I took the opportunity to run a thumb over her gumdrop of a nipple. Then, with a glance and a grin, she silently asked if I wanted to jump. I took her hand and we both leapt into the water completely naked.

We surfaced laughing, and soon the girls - knowing that our post-fuck aftercare was done - swarmed in with laughs and splashes and lots of talking. Most of it was aimed at Zenya, and only half of it was teasing. I ended up drifting away slightly, and Becca saw me and swam over.

“Hello, Sugar,” I said, taking her hand and pulling her close to kiss her before we needed to separate to keep swimming.

“Hello, darling,” she said, then more quietly. “Thank you for that.”

“For what?”

“For giving Zenya whatever she needed,” Becca said. “Is she a ‘Robbie’s Girl’ now?”

“You’ll need to ask her that,” I said. “But the door is open if she wants to walk through. It’s just getting a little crowded now, so I couldn’t blame her if she doesn’t.”

“Oh, Robbie,” Becca said, rolling her eyes like I was missing something obvious.

I tugged on her hand, pulling her closer to shore until I could touch the rocky bottom and she could cling to me. She was mostly naked herself with just her bikini bottoms on, and having her tits bushing slick against me from the water was all I needed. I kissed her again, longer this time as she hung her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist.

“I want you so badly,” she whispered

“I want you too,” I whispered back. “I almost can’t wait for our date.”

“Patience,” she said, then smirked a little. “I might be a horny bitch for you, but I’m not as bad off as Zenya was. I’ll never be that kind of girl.”

“I know,” I said, kissing her lips lightly. “And I’d never ask you to be.”

“I know,” she replied with a smile. “And that’s just one of the many reasons I love you.”

Chapter 370

After kissing Becca a little bit more, along with some light groping as I held her ass and she ground her hips just a little to push her bikini-covered pussy against my cock, we swam back out into the water. Part of me wanted to spend the entire afternoon out on the water, but my talk with Zenya and then with Becca had my mind going and I knew that time was short. No matter how much I wanted to use it just being with everyone and enjoying the location we were in, there was too much important shit going on.

And the first thing I had to do was check in with my fiancee.

It took little more than her eyes meeting mine and Cassidy knew I wanted to talk, and we both made our way to the boats. I stopped to kiss Cattie quickly while still in the water. “I need to check in with Cassidy,” I whispered. “And I want to talk with you too. Can you come to the room in maybe half an hour?”

“OK,” she nodded, her black hair slicked back to her head as she smiled and leaned in to peck my lips again. “You don’t need more than that?”

“If we do, then you should be part of the conversation too,” I said. “You’re my girlfriend, after all.”

At the title she smiled broadly and nodded. “OK, Boyfriend,” she said.

Cassidy was already drying herself off with a towel when I reached the boat and she took her time drying me off from the waist down, giggling as I batted her fingers away from my cock. I wrung out my swimsuit and didn’t bother putting it on, carrying it with me instead since we were steps away from the room.

I followed Cassidy’s cute ass and bare back down the tight corridor and into our room, and as soon as we were inside I slid the door shut and picked her up from behind, rushing to the bed and falling onto it with her as she whooped and laughed in my arms. It didn’t take long for us to be snuggled up under the covers, laying on our sides facing each other with our noses almost touching.

“Hi,” she said, smiling a little nervously.

“Hi,” I said, stroking her arm.

We both sighed at the same time, which led to us both chuckling a little.

“I love you,” I told her.

“I love you too, Tiger,” she whispered, looking at me with big eyes.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” she replied, frowning a little.

“Cassidy,” I said, levelling out my voice as I looked into her eyes. “Love of my life. My fiancee. There has been a lot going on. Cattie and I being the biggest thing. I need to know how you’re feeling.”

“I told you I approved,” she said. “And I-”

“Baby,” I interrupted her, a little more quietly this time. “Please. Radical honesty.”

She paused and closed her mouth, swallowing her spit and taking a breath. “I’m happy. For you, and for her. But I’m also sad-happy that this whole thing is working like I hoped it was. I’m… Like, if I was a dog, I was chasing the car and now I’ve caught it and I’m hanging on to the bumper and it’s not made of meat and I’m not sure what to do with it, but I still caught the fucking thing and I’d do it again. I’m not jealous, or envious, or whatever. I’m just… maybe I still feel guilty that I did this to us instead of us getting here in a happier way. And there’s a little part of me that’s sad that you’re not just mine anymore. A really tiny, little, miniscule part.”

I closed my eyes and rested my forehead and nose against hers, our breath mingling between us. “Cassidy, baby. Is that part of you going to grow? I need to know if there’s any chance of you regretting this. Not just now, or next week, or next year. Ten years down the line. Thirty years. I need to know if this is going to be a little pinprick problem that eventually ruins us. Because I can’t stand the idea of hurting those women out there, but you’re first, Cass. You’ll always be first. I’m yours first, just like you’re mine. And maybe part of that is the effect of the App, but I feel it deep in my heart of hearts. I need you to tell me if this is going to be the end of us if we keep going.”

When I opened my eyes she was crying, and I could feel my own tears welling and falling down my cheeks and onto the pillows. Her lips quivered as she met my eyes and she squeezed her eyes closed this time, scrambling a little to get closer to me until we were firmly chest-to-chest and our legs were entangled.

“I don’t…” she whispered. “I- Fuck, Robbie.” She sighed heavily, her cheek pressed to mine now as we held each other. “I don’t think so. I know I don’t ever want it to. I love you and Cattie together. I love Wanda and Becca. I love Terra, too, and I know that’s still not a thing that’s a thing. And Leia and Ami are great, and I just need more time to love them with you too. And if Zenya wants in, I’ll love her too. I just… I don’t know if my feelings will change over time. If us having kids, or you having kids with the others, will change my heart. Or us getting to middle age, or older. Growing up and growing old. I just can’t know. But I know I don’t want it to. And I know that we’ll both do everything we can to make sure that doesn’t happen. Is that enough, Robbie? Is it enough that we both really, desperately make it work?”

My tears were flowing freely now, the same as hers.

“I want it to,” I whispered hoarsely.

“I love you with everything I am,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” I said, pulling her tighter with my arms around her.

We held each other and cried as we tried to reconcile all the love that was happening with our worries about the future.

Chapter 271

“We need to talk about something else,” I said.

Things had calmed down after a few minutes. Not that we’d gotten wild or were sobbing or anything. And thank God I didn’t have another panic attack or anything. Now we were lying snuggled up and holding hands under the covers.

“Anything, Tiger,” Cassidy sighed. We hadn’t exactly come to a conclusion on the topic of how she felt about all of the relationship stuff deep down, but there wasn’t really a way to do that.

“Cattie is in it with us now, and I know you want her to move down with us,” I said. “And I think it would be amazing if that’s what she wants. There are logistics to figure out, but that’s small stuff. But we’re about to have a date with Becca, and she wants in too. We all know it. So what does that look like?”

“Well, you tell me,” Cassidy said, squeezing my fingers. “Do you want her to move in with us as well? Or is stuff with her going to be more slow-going, like long distance?”

“Well, that’s a question for her,” I said. “If I had my way though…”

“You’d want her with us too,” Cassidy guessed, and I nodded. “Same with Wanda. And I know, it’s the subject we’re not supposed to talk about because she’s not broken up with her asshole husband. But if we’re talking about planning for the future, we need to plan for her too. Wanda is going to want to move in with us. Long distance won’t be enough for her. That’s at least four of us, maybe five, and doesn’t even account for Ami or Leia.” She lowered her voice, getting a little closer to me so she was whispering. “Or Terra.”

“Cass,” I said.

“I know, I know,” she said. “But it’s another variable. Hell, we could include Zenya in that too even if it might not happen at all. Though the difference of planning for four and eight is a lot bigger than seven and eight.”

It was, quite honestly, a little disconcerting to consider that it would be easier to manage a poly relationship with over half a dozen women than it would be with three.

“So at least four of us together, almost certainly five, and maybe up to eight… or nine,” Cassidy said.

“We’re gonna need a bigger bed,” I groaned.

“We’re going to need a bigger house,” Cassidy countered.

We had savings, but not savings like that. I made decent money at the Hotel, especially after my last promotion and raise, and Cassidy made about three-quarters of what I was right now. It would have been more - probably a lot more - if she dressed in more scandalous costumes but she’d always played it safe with that. We couldn’t afford a bigger place at the moment, just the two of us, and-

“Tiger,” Cassidy said, interrupting my thoughts. “Stop stewing and brewing. It’s logistics, we’ll figure it out.”

“OK,” I said.

“I don’t think we can talk any more about what the greater relationship looks like without others here,” she said. “Or knowing who wants what. I’ll just say that I’m excited to have Cattie with us because it’ll be like having a sister who I love in the house, and adding more than that is OK with me. We’ll figure the rest out.”

“Alright,” I agreed, thinking of the feeling of waking up with Cattie, Cassidy and Wanda in bed with me that morning. Of seeing Wanda in the dark of the room at the same time. God, I wanted that. “Then there’s one last thing before Cattie gets here,” I said.

“The App?” Cassidy guessed.

I nodded, squeezing her hand. “I’m sorry I need to ask, but… things are all still the same, right? With the perks?”

She frowned and nodded, and I could see the guilt in her eyes. She wasn’t mad at me for asking, she was mad at herself because she knew she needed to.

“Then we need to decide if we’re telling them or not,” I said.

Cassidy swallowed and nodded again, then sat up and little and I joined her. “I… Look, I think it should be your decision, but I do have thoughts,” she said. “And the reason I say it should be your decision is because we aren’t going to be dating them, you are. But I think it’s… Fuck, I think it’s dangerous to tell them. It’s messed with my head for years, and yours almost every day since I told you. The App isn’t making them love you - at worst, I think, it’s making them feel more comfortable and friendly with me so they feel more comfortable doing stuff with you because I approve. Comfortable isn’t the same as love, though. If you weren’t who you are, then maybe they’d have sex with you but not fall in love with you. This week would have been a little more towards the minimum of what I hoped, instead of this maximum; just a bunch of sex, not love.”

“But if it isn’t affecting them, then it’s not something they need to worry about,” I pointed out.

“Except that’s only rational if you believe the App is real and buy into the rules and logistics of it. As soon as I prove it's real somehow, each of them might feel a lot different about it.”

I nodded along, knowing she was right. Taking a long breath in and out, I had to consider that after everything this week, telling them about the App could blow it all apart. The simplest bad-case scenario was that they all thought I had hidden the fact that I was insane and they got the Ick and ended things. Everything else got worse from there.

“I can see your brain working again, Tiger,” Cassidy said. “Can I guess what’s on the tip of your tongue?” I nodded and she pressed her lips together for a moment before guessing. “But they deserve to know.”

“They do,” I sighed out, nodding.

“Probably,” Cassidy said. “But… sometimes the truth hurts. You deserved the truth as soon as I woke up and realized what an absolute cunt I had been back when I stopped with the App, but I didn’t know how to handle telling you. And just because we need to have Radical Honesty because of my fuckups, doesn’t mean they want to live that way. Telling them removes their agency in being able to decide if they want to know as much as not telling them.”

“Fuck,” I sighed, knowing she was right. “Isn’t that philosophically moot, though? If telling and not telling both remove the choice, then they are equally good and bad and we’re just back to deciding whether to tell them or not.”

“Then there’s the question of who you tell,” Cassidy said. “Just girlfriends? All of them? What’s the threshold?”

I didn’t have any answers. And with time running out before Cattie would come to us, I doubted we would figure it out.

“If you want me to do it, just tell me,” Cassidy said. “OK? I can do it, and maybe separate it from you a bit. I’m the bad guy with this, not you. Whatever you decide, Tiger.”

“OK,” I nodded. “I’ll figure it out.”

Chapter 272

The knock on the door was light. “You guys ready for me?” Cattie called softly.

I got up and went to the door, sliding it open and pulling her in. She’d put her bikini top back on, and she barked a laugh as I hauled her into my arms and spun her around once before carrying her to the bed. I wasn’t actually lifting her up all that much so I set her down and cradled her face, kissing her with little pecks as I leaned her backwards until we both fell onto the bed.

“You may want to close the door,” Cattie giggled between the kisses. “Your ass is out.”

“Let ‘em look,” I growled playfully, but after a few more kisses and laughs I stood up and slid the door shut.

Turning back to Cattie, I took in a breath and couldn’t help but smile as I looked at my girlfriend sitting on our bed, looking at me. “OK,” I said after letting out the big breath. “This might be an emotional talk. Do you want to do it snuggled up in comfy clothes, or naked, or something else?”

“I assume you guys do this naked?” Cattie said, glancing from my naked body to Cassidy, who was still half under the covers but topless with her tits on display.

“We do it all sorts of ways,” Cassidy said. “But this one is my favourite.”

“Sometimes I might want comfy sweaters and sweats, but right now I think I want naked,” Cattie said. It was the work of moments to strip her out of her bikini and soon we had her between us under the covers of the bed. I was lying on my back, propped up on some pillows a little, while she was leaning into with her chest to my side, and Cassidy spooned up behind her.

“God, this feels good,” I said after we settled in.

“No complaints here,” Cattie said.

I reached up and ran my fingers through her bangs, pulling her silky black hair from her eyes so I could look into them clearly. “OK, beautiful,” I said. “It’s been a couple of hours. First things first, how are you feeling about confronting Heather and Sherry?”

Cattie took a long breath in and out and then distracted herself a moment longer by pressing her lips to my chest, kissing it softly.

“Cattie, babe, thinking things through is encouraged but delaying isn’t,” Cassidy said quietly, stroking Cattie’s hair.

“Sorry,” Cattie said. “I’m just… I’m still adjusting. This is a new dynamic that I’m not used to.”

“Adjust as much as you need, at your pace,” I said. “We want to check in on you, but that doesn’t mean it has to be here and now, or like this, or anything else.”

“No, no,” Cattie said, “This is good. Um. I’m… I don’t care about Heather. I was serious about what I said, and I’m going to stick to it. I nothing her. Literally the only thing I feel is that I regret I was with her when I met you guys to begin with. That relationship delayed this one. She was a speed bump in my life, and I’ll forget her as soon as I’m driving away.”

“You have a right to process things,” Cassidy said. “You can get to nothing, you don’t need to start there.”

“I know,” Cattie said. “But, I mean, I’m not feeling empty here. I feel like it’s a crude analogy, but I’m trading up here. Heather was a mean old beater car that guzzled my money, embarrassed me constantly and was an anchor. Now I’ve traded up to a relationship that’s a super flying car with all the gadgets and whistles, and this conversation is like a lifetime warranty. Not that I see you guys as a trade up, but you get it, right?”

“I get it,” I chuckled. “No regrets yet?”

“Not a single one,” Cattie said definitively.

“And what about this afternoon?” Cassidy asked. “I know you know what you’re getting into, but it’s different seeing it. How did you feel seeing him with Zenya?”

“Other than horny?” Cattie asked with a blush, looking back at Cassidy over her shoulder, then turning to me. “You both looked so hot together, Tiger.”

“I guess that answers that question,” I chuckled. “If something happens with Zenya again, and she’s open to it, would you want to join in?”

“Tiger,” Cattie said, lowering her voice. “Master. I will have sex with anyone you want me to, as long as you’re with me.”

“Good answer,” Cassidy said, squeezing her friend tight.

“No,” I disagreed. “It’s not good enough. I appreciate it, but that’s not what I asked. Catherine, is Zenya someone you would want to fool around with?”

Cattie blushed again, a little deeper this time, and nodded.

“I never want you to feel like you need to have sex if you aren’t feeling it,” I said. “Sex isn’t something you should ever feel compelled to do. Even with me. We only stand for the best sex possible, and that means it needs to be enthusiastic.”

That, for some reason, broke Cattie and she started crying, clinging to me. I shifted a little so I could get my arm around her as she curled up against my side and chest, and Cassidy started hugging her tighter from behind.

We both soothed her, trying our best to let her get out what she was feeling, until the soft sobs died down and she was sniffling. Cassidy slipped out of bed and rushed to the washroom, coming back with a wad of toilet paper and getting back under the covers, breaking the long strand into sections so Cattie could blow her nose.

“I’m sorry,” Cattie said eventually.

“For what?” I asked. “You needed that. Do you want to talk about it?”

Cattie shook her head. “I nothing it. Now.”

Part of me wanted to pry. I had to assume it had something to do with Heather. The way the bitch had spoken during their fight had been disgusting. Her view of sex and their relationship had been so warped, and even what little I knew of Dom/sub dynamics had made the way Heather treated it sound broken.

“I love you,” I said to her. It wasn’t the first time I’d said it while she’d been crying, but she was looking at me now as I said it and I pushed it at her with my gaze as well, trying to drill it into her mind. “If you ever do want to talk about it, either of us will listen. Or we can find a therapist. Cass and I are starting with a couple next week.”

“Thank you,” Cattie whispered.

“Now promise me you’ll tell me if something is off if I approach you for sex,” I said. “That’s the only way we can fix it.”

“I’ll tell you,” Cattie said. “I promise.”

I kissed her forehead, then let her wipe her nose and lips again before she leaned up to kiss me on the lips.

“Now,” I said. “What about Sherry?”

Chapter 273

Cattie was a lot more confused and hurt about Sherry than Heather. She really hadn’t even started to process that betrayal yet, and when we opened the floodgates the mourning started. She didn’t wail and scream, but she was deeply wounded and Cassidy and I spent the next hour just holding her. Occasionally we talked a little, and I had to turn off my ‘problem-solving brain’ to just sit and be with her as she processed.

Cattie’s family was kind of messed up. Sherry was only her half-sister for a reason, and Cattie had done everything she could over the years to be a good older sister even when they were split apart because of custody agreements and parents moving around. I couldn’t fathom what had been going through Sherry’s mind throughout the week. When I’d first met her in the parking lot of the boat rental place she’d seemed just a little shy, but cute and sort of bubbly. What had changed? And when had that change really started? It couldn’t have happened over the course of the trip, it had to have started earlier than that.

I didn’t say my suspicions out loud. It might have further hurt Cattie instead of helping to just explain things.

Heather was an aggressive predator without any sense of sexual boundaries, as far as I could tell. How likely was it that she’d set her sights on Sherry long before this week and been laying the foundation of getting her into bed?

Cattie eventually got up and took a shower, feeling gross after all the crying. I wanted to go with her, or at least have Cassidy with her, but she just shook her head and asked for a bit of alone time. Cassidy snuggled into my side as soon as Cattie shut the washroom door and cried a bit again herself, though this time it was in empathy for her friend. By the time the shower turned off in the washroom, I was up and knocked on the door. She opened it, and I entered to dry her off with a towel myself. She cried again, happy tears, as I pampered her. Then we went back out and Cassidy met her in a big hug, promising that we’d both always be there for her no matter what.

This time, before getting back into bed naked, I made the executive decision that we needed to at least put some underwear on. Once that was accomplished we sat on top of the sheets and I held Cattie’s hand.

“There’s one more thing I wanted to check in with you about,” I said. “Tonight Cassidy and I have a date with Becca. Unless something dramatically bad happens, the expectation is that I’m probably making things official with her as well.” I had to stop and take a deep breath. “You’re my girlfriend now, baby. That means if you have a problem with me having another romantic partner, your feelings and opinions matter a lot. It’s also a big change… thing in the future. What do you think? What do you feel about that?”

Cattie’s shoulders relaxed a little as I talked, and when I finished she leaned over and kissed me. Cassidy, watching with a big grin, squeezed my other hand.

“Tiger, I knew that was coming before I bought in on Us officially,” Cattie said. “Becca and Wanda are your girlfriends already as much as I am.”

“We don’t talk about Wanda yet,” Cassidy stage whispered to Cattie with a smirk on her lips.

Cattie rolled her eyes at Cass but turned back to me with an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I know where you’re at with that. Overall, I’m in love with you and I’m dating you. I’m also best friends with Cassidy, and I’ll be the loudest person cheering when you marry her, and when you say go I’ll happily have sex with the two of you. I’m not looking for romantic connections with the others, but the same goes for them. Becca and she-who-is-not-available-yet are both lovely and if they are in for some fun with you then I am too. I think  I’ll probably stick with the same rule as Cassidy though. Only when you say yes, and only when you’re there. My heart and my body are yours, that’s what it means when I call you Master. Hell, that’s what I mean when I call you Tiger.”

“What if I give you free rein to play with them whenever you want?” I asked.

She smiled sweetly and shook her head. “I’d still come to you and ask nicely. Every time. Because I respect you as my partner.”

Now it was my turn to lean in and kiss her.

“Told you it would be fine,” Cassidy said with a smirk once our lips parted.

“Baby, I will swat that ass,” I joked.

“Oooh, promises!” she giggled.

I just shook my head and looked back at Cattie. “Will you be OK tonight during dinner? Heather might decide to make a scene and we won’t be there.”

“I’ll stick with Wanda,” Cattie said. “And Terra too, probably. Any updates on her, by the way?”

I grimaced and shook my head. “We had a hard talk this morning. The door is still… I dunno, ajar? But she has a lot of decisions to make and the reality of this is different for her.”

“Do you mind if I talk to her about it?” Cattie asked.

“Baby, you can talk to anyone you want,” I said.

“But about you,” Cattie insisted.

“Yes,” I agreed.

“OK,” Cattie nodded. Then she reached and pulled both Cass and I into a hug. “Thank you for this. I love you both.”

We hugged it out, then decided we’d been in the cabin for long enough. Cattie quickly pulled out a cute, witchy black tank top with a cage of straps in the form of a pentagram over her cleavage and paired it with her bikini bottoms, while Cassidy threw on her Jason hockey jersey, realised how heavy it was even with the knit holes, and then changed to a crop top and jean shorts.

When we left I split from them - it was still a little over an hour until dinner and I had a couple more conversations I felt time pressure on. Less than a day left in the trip, and juggling eight (maybe nine) women all at different stages of relationship was fucking complicated.

Chapter 274

I found Ami sitting with Wanda up on the top deck. It felt weird to be surprised by that momentarily, but it also kind of made little butterflies flutter in my stomach seeing them together. They were so different, but I really was falling for them both.

“Hey, Robbie,” Ami said, looking up from her book. She was in her reading outfit, which was topless, though with how quiet things were she had the peace to read and suntan at the same time.

Wanda had joined her in both activity and state of dress, her smaller breasts out as well as she read a beaten-up paperback. She looked up from her book with a grin for me as well.

“Hey, Cutie,” I said, leaning down to kiss Ami’s plush lips in a gentle peck. Then I went to Wanda and took her hand, raising it to my lips to kiss. “Beautiful.”

“Coming up to join the reading room?” Wanda asked, smiling at my gesture.

“Actually, I was hoping to have a conversation with Ami,” I said, going and grabbing one of the deck chairs to bring it over.

“Oh, do you need me to leave?” Wanda offered, sitting up.

“I’m not sure,” I said, setting the chair down and taking a seat. “How comfortable are you talking about us-stuff with Wanda here, Ami?”

Ami quirked her lips to the side in thought for a moment before lightly shrugging. “I think at this point we all know things about each other that usually wouldn’t be out in the open. I trust you’re not going to embarrass me.”

I smiled as I leaned forward, reaching to take her hands in mine. “Thank you for that,” I said. Both of them had set their books down and I had their undivided attention. “I just wanted to check in with you about what happened earlier down in the water. I know it was… a bit much, with me and Zenya out in the open like that. I would never, ever call you a prude, but we’re taking things slower and I’m worried I sort of rubbed it in your face.”

Ami blushed slightly. “Well, it was a lot,” she agreed. “But after what we did with Leia I wasn’t entirely shocked, I guess. It’s weird, I’ll admit I felt jealous, but it wasn’t that you were having sex with someone else.”

“I understand that feeling,” Wanda said. “A lot. It’s hot watching you fuck, Robbie. And not just physically. When you’re having sex, you devote so much attention to your partners. It’s a little overwhelming, being on the receiving end of it, and seeing it happen for someone else super arousing. I was definitely wishing it was me you were fucking in front of everyone.”

With what I knew about Wanda, I was sure that she was telling the truth. Public play and teasing were already in her wheelhouse, and if things were different I likely would have already been jumped by her somewhere just as public as with Zenya. That or she would have heavily insinuated she wanted to be taken and toyed with.

“I was more just fantasizing about it,” Ami said, her cheeks still a little flushed and her nipples standing firm on her bare chest. “I don’t think I’d ever actually want to be like that in front of everyone.”

“What about me being with Zenya in general?” I asked. “She’s another person, and I feel like that keeps happening and it’s so complicated.”

“Zenya is wonderful,” Ami said. “She deserves anything you give her.”

“Agreed,” Wanda nodded.

“OK, but…” I hesitated. “It’s up in the air if there might be an attempt at more. And we are already complicated. I haven’t really had a chance to talk to you about the Cattie thing either. How are you feeling?”

Ami looked from me to Wanda and back, then smiled a little more and stood up from her seat, slipping onto my lap and straddling me. She took my hands and raised them to her breasts, planting them firmly.

“What’s this?” I asked with a laugh.

“This is me paying my lost bet,” Ami chuckled. “Wanda said you would be worried how I felt, and that you’d come find me before dinner. Now I need to make out with you.”

“Thanks, beautiful,” I said to Wanda, then turned back to Ami as she leaned in and kissed me.

“Love you, Tiger,” Wanda said with a chuckle.

The making out didn’t last overly long, only a couple of minutes, but between the kissing and my slowly teasing Ami’s wonderful brown nipples on her ‘big anime titties,’ we were both left a little breathless and horny.

“That was nice,” she said as she bit her lower lip cutely.

Wanda sighed next to us, clearly wishing she could do the same.

“OK,” I said, still holding Ami in my lap with my hands sliding down to her hips. “Now I really do want an answer. How do you feel about me becoming official with Cattie?”

“Hopeful,” Ami said, surprising me as I raised my eyebrows. “It means that this is all getting more real,” she explained. “It’s not just a vacation fling. It means that maybe falling in love with you isn’t just opening myself up to get hurt.”

“Oh, Ami,” I groaned, sliding my hands around to her back so I could pull her into a hug. “Hurting you is the last thing I want to do.”

“I know, Robbie,” she said quietly, holding me. “I know. That’s why I’m so OK with it. I’m… I know it’s not going to happen on this trip for us. I just need more time than that. But it can happen, and that makes me really happy.”

I kissed the inner curve of her neck as I held her, then felt Wanda reach over and take my hand from Ami’s back, holding it tightly. I looked over Ami’s shoulder at her and met her eyes, seeing the silent desire, and promise, in them. She wanted it too. She wanted it to be true and real and concrete as soon as possible.

“Sooner than later,” I promised them both.

Chapter 275

Even after thinking about it, I was still more than a little reluctant to step foot in the Singles Boat knowing that the Wicked Witch was in her new lair there. Instead, I stopped at the back porch door looking into the living room and kitchen. Becca, Leia and Zenya were all working in the kitchen on dinner.

“What a sight,” I said with a grin.

All three of them looked over and grinned at me. Becca was the first to move, setting down whatever she was working on at the counter and wiping her hands with a wet cloth before coming over to me.

“You’re scared of coming in, aren’t you,” she guessed as she stepped out and into my arms.

“It just feels like I’d be pushing my luck,” I admitted, leaning down to kiss her. “How is dinner coming along?”

“Good,” she said. “And we’ll be good to go for a picnic dinner, too. I’ll just need your help carrying everything to the beach.”

“I’ll be ready,” I promised her. I was holding her by her waist and slid my hands back to her ass, pulling her a little tighter against me. “I’m excited.”

“Me too,” she agreed and winked.

“Just one other thing,” I said, lowering my voice a bit. “I know you were good with everything that happened and encouraged her, but I just wanted to double-check that you’re still feeling OK about Zenya.”

She smiled and reached up, rubbing her hand over the stubble on my cheek. “Very,” she said. “Thank you for checking.”

I leaned down and kissed her again, then started kissing from her lips and up her jaw.

“Patience,” she laughed, pushing me away, and looking up into my eyes. “Soon, Tiger.”

She went back in and gave Leia a smack on the ass, pointing her out in my direction at my request. Leia skipped through the living area to me and actually jumped into my arms. I twirled her around once before setting her down and hugging her more fully. “Hi, Sunshine.”

“Hey, Tiger,” she said with one of her serene little smiles. “What’s up?”

“Other than how pretty you are?” I teased her a little. That made her smile, and I turned her around in my arms so I could hug her from behind, leaning down to kiss the crook of her neck. Her pastel rainbow hair was pulled back in a messy bun, leaving her neck bare, and I couldn’t resist. Between my compliments and kisses, she hummed happily. I wasn’t there just to tease though, and I hugged her a little tighter as I sighed. “I’m just checking in with everyone,” I said. “I’m worried that today has been a little too crazy.”

“Do you mean because you’re officially a polygamous man, or the smackdown fight between Cattie and Heather, or you fucking Zenya in front of everyone and her loving it?” Leia asked.

“... Yes,” I said.

She chuckled, hugging her arms around mine as she leaned back against me. “I’m happy for Zenya, and it doesn’t change anything about the way I’m feeling for you,” she said. “And Heather got exactly what she deserved. She was an absolute cunt.”

The harsh language from Leia made me stutter a laugh.

“What?” she asked with a little smirk. “I’m a gamer, I’ve heard way worse than the C-word.”

“Fair,” I laughed. “What about the last thing?”

“You being the polygamous downfall of the feminist movement?” Leia asked innocently. “I think I’m doing a lot of thinking about what I want in a boyfriend, or a long-term partner, and reassessing what love and loyalty mean to me. Robbie, I…” She stopped to take a breath. “I can see a future me that’s very happy being with you. There’s just a lot to figure out between here and there.”

“Is that something you want to do?” I asked.

“I’ve got more to think about. I will say I love every minute I’m with you, and you make me feel special and safe and sexy and… stupendous.”

“That last s-word took some work,” I chuckled.

“You deserve the alliteration,” she teased.

“So we’re good, and maybe getting better?” I asked.

“Great and grander,” she said.

“You know, I like it when you’re comfortable and confident,” I said.

“I like that you let me feel comfortable and confident,” she replied, turning in my arms to pull me down into a kiss.

Zenya was the last to be sent out to me, and she almost looked surprised.

“What’s that look?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I just figured now that we’d fucked, you’d need to turn your attention to the others.”

I sighed and grabbed her hands, pulling her out fully onto the porch. She followed, and I tugged her to beside the door and then with both hands pushed her back against the outer wall of the houseboat. There wasn’t a ton of room since the back was dominated by the sliding glass door, but enough that she could brace against it. Then I kissed her ravenously. Zenya replied immediately, kissing me back, and she took my hands and raised them up to her tits. She was wearing a worn cotton shirt with some sort of anime thing on it, and no bra underneath so I could feel her glorious thick nipples getting hard as I massaged them.

“I’m not going to stop telling you that you are worth my time, attention and focus,” I told her as I pulled away.

She smiled sweetly at me and shook her head. “Did I say I didn’t think I was worth it?”

“Touche,” I rolled my eyes, having misread her a little.

“No, this is my touche,” she said, taking my hands from her tits and bringing them around to her thick ass. I squeezed both cheeks and she chortled happily, sticking her tongue out between her teeth.

“I wanted to check in with you, make sure you were still good with what we did earlier,” I said. “I hadn’t been planning it like that, and I wouldn’t want you to feel like it was too much.”

“No regrets,” she assured me, looking up at me and then biting her lip. “Except maybe not begging for another round right away.”

I had to blow out a breath. “I’d really like to make the time,” I said.

“I’ll figure something out,” she said confidently. “But for now, just so you know, my love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch. So if you’re going to convince me to join your harem of girlfriends, keep talking me up and touching my butt.”

“It’s not a harem,” I said.

“It’s not a harem,” she replied, lowering her voice to mimic me. She wasn’t half bad at it. “Says the guy with… how many girls is it hanging off of you now?”

“Hush, you,” I said, kissing her again as I squeezed her ass more firmly.

“OK, I hate to interrupt, but we’re on a timeline,” Becca said, sticking her head out of the sliding glass doors. “Can I get Zenya back now, please? Or are you two going to fuck again and ruin your sexual appetite for our date?”

“Sorry, Mom,” Zenya smirked at Becca. “Coming.”

“I’ll help,” I said, moving to follow, but Becca put a hand on my chest.

“Nope. There are secrets in here,” she said. “You need to go back over there and pretty yourself up for me anyways.”

“Mmm, yes, dear,” I said. “Do you want me to shave?”

She looked me over and shook my head. “Keep the scruff,” she said. “If I’m getting soft from Cassidy, I want rough and manly from you.”

“Fuck,” Zenya sighed. “That sounds like fun.”

I kissed them both before retreating so that they could get their secrets sorted out.