“That sounds like what an ideal honeymoon should be. Are you both now back into the routine of daily life?”
“Uh, I guess so. Back to the real world. Or bizarre-o world.”
“What do you mean? Is everything okay?”
“Yes, things are okay. Just… I don’t know. It’s not quite what I expected a few weeks ago.”
Elizabeth waited in silence. Then: “Go on.”
“Well,” Ella said, and sipped water. “It’s complicated.”
“How is it complicated?”
Ella took a deep breath, and said, “I’m kind of having an affair.”
Elizabeth’s jaw dropped. “An affair? Already? When did this affair begin?”
“The night before the wedding. At the bachelorette party. Or, actually it was after the bachelorette party.”
“How did happen?”
“That’s a good question. I don’t know how it happened, it just did. She was one of my bridesmaids. Her name is Carly. I went home with her. She kissed me, I kissed her. We went to bed. It was incredible. I hadn’t had sex with a woman since Hannah and it felt so good. I saw her again yesterday after work. We were naked in about thirty seconds.”
“Hmm, this is a new twist,” Elizabeth said. “I see how it could be a complication.”
“That’s not all,” Ella said, and took another drink of water. “Carly is Max’s sister.”
Elizabeth almost dropped her pen. She jotted down a quick note as she tried to figure out where to go next.
“Ella, let me ask you. Does Max know that you and Hannah were lovers?”
“Not really. We’ve never discussed it. But I don’t think it would shock him.”
“You don’t? Why?”
“Because we’ve talked about it, uh, having sex with others. Threesomes with another female. We’ve discussed other women we’d like to, you know, go to bed with. And Hannah was the first one we agreed on. He didn’t think it was sick that I’d go to bed with him and my stepmother.”
“But what I mean is, do you think that Max expected that it would be two-on-one, as in he would have sex with two women, and the two women would have sex with him, or would he expect that you and the other woman would be having sex independent of him?”
“Uh, I don’t know. I just figured it would be anything goes.”
“Well, it might be good to find out.”
Elizabeth capped her pen, signaling that their time was about up.
“I’m glad you opened up about this, Ella. You’re being honest with yourself and that’s the first step. But I think you will feel better once you are honest with everyone involved. This affects them as much as you. Think about how you can get it all out in the open. Honesty really is the best policy, and sooner is usually better than later.
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Once back from the honeymoon, Ella and Max fell back into the routines of their lives: jobs, socializing, hobbies, exercise, marriage, sex. But in the weeks that followed, neither stopped getting pussy on the side.
Once a week or so, Max would slip over to Hannah’s and they’d spend a couple hours in her bed. The sex was uninhibited and physical, as if they had a lot to do and say with their bodies in a short time and wanted to let it all out in a hurry. It didn’t even feel like cheating because they knew they would have ended up in bed together anyway once Max and Ella followed through on their plan for a threesome. But as the weeks wore on, that feeling of absolution waned.