The Girl From The North Country 2: Now We Are Three

Alex Gets a Phone CallHi – I’m Alex. I live in Southampton and I’m a dental nurse in Winchester. I’m bisexual, though of late I’ve leaned towards the girl side of life… without ever swearing off men forever.For two years I’ve lived with the love of my life, Hannah. We met at the swimming complex near West Quay and it was one of those corny love-at-first-sight things. We made eye-contact by chance, smiled at each other, chatted, then left the pool at the same time to get dressed. We chatted more, then agreed to go for a coffee together.The coffee was followed by a pizza and glass of wine – well, several – and an invitation to come back to my house for a nightcap. The nightcap, to neither of our surprises, led to an energetic night in bed and a sweaty, contented sleep entwined around each other. Within a week Hannah had moved in with me. I was besotted with her and, it seemed, so was she with me. The sex was plentiful, but we had a truly fulfilling love for each other too.We share a two-up, two-down terraced house. Nothing too elaborate, but it’s our little love nest. Our safe-haven from the lifestyle we lead. We decided upon an open relationship, regardless of gender, but to be honest, we seemed content with each other and although we’d sworn there would be no jealousy, attachment or possessiveness, we’d pretty much been happy to keep ourselves to each other. We did, though, promise that if anything ever happened, on either side, we would always come home to each other.Tonight, it had been over two hours since she phoned to say she’d met an old friend. She was never normally this late, and she had turned her phone off. I did begin to wonder if maybe, just maybe, that promised trust was about to be tested. I was about to ring her for the umpteenth time, when my phone rang and her photo flashed up on my screen. Relief flooded over me.“Oh Hannah, you were beginning to worry me,” I said. “Everything ok?”“Hi, hun,” she responded. Her voice was excited, animated. “You’re never going to guess what?”“Tell me,” I responded slowly, my mind swirling with possibilities.“Guess who I met in outside the shop tonight?” Hannah continued. I didn’t say anything and after a moment she continued.“David! I met David,” she squealed. I thought hard. I knew of none of our circle of friends called David.“Who?” I asked.Hannah broke the silence again. This time she was virtually shrieking.“David from Lush!”The penny dropped. I knew all about Hannah’s chats and cybersex with David and had joined in a couple of times. I’d warned Hannah that one day her deception about where she lived would come back Ankara escort to bite her.“Wow,” was all I managed. “Everything alright? Where are you?”“We are in the Premier Inn,” she carried on, “If you see what I mean,” she carried on a bit nervously, a bit conspiratorially. I guess she realised that the knowledge that the ‘open’ status had finally been tested might be a tense point with me.“Wow,” I responded, “So the sex isn’t quite so cyber anymore?”Hannah had a touch of pleading in her voice as she continued.“You don’t mind do you, darling? You know what we agreed…”Her voice tailed off and I rescued her.“Of course, not darling,” I answered warmly, “I hope it was good and I hope you are coming back to me now?”Hannah’s response caught me out.“No, darling, I want to stay the night here. But…”I tried to stay calm… I was really shaken now.“But? But what?” I askedHannah’s voice had a nervous giggle sound to it now.“David wants to meet you, hun. He’s probable knackered now anyway.” I raised my eyebrow at this although Hannah couldn’t see it, “But I thought you and I could perhaps, um, entertain him?”“Oh,” I managed.I contemplated for a moment, then came to a decision.“Alex?” Hannah prompted, still a little nervously.“I’m on my way,” I said, “Give me half an hour. In the bar. G and T, please. A large one.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~Hannah Makes an introduction“Hannah, could this be Alex? Looks like your description,” said David over the top of his wine as we waited. I turned around and there, walking from the lobby into the bar, was my lover and reason for living.She saw me and headed over – I was still a bit anxious about whether she’d be mad with me. David and I both stood to greet her. Before I could make any introductions, Alex spoke to David without any niceties. Her voice was stern but in a slightly humorous manner.”So you’re the one that’s been fucking my girlfriend all afternoon, are you?” she asked, proffering her hand which David took, also trying to assess her mood. I glanced around the bar to make sure we had no-one listening in.“Good, isn’t she?” Alex continued. She smiled slightly and I relaxed a little.I spoke for the first time. “David, this is Alex. Alex, this is David.”Alex dropped the ‘stern’ act and smiled. “Yes, I guessed so. Nice to meet you – you’ve been quite a part of our life for a while.”David held her gently and the two of them kissed cheeks. David and I sat down and Alex began to take her coat off. David carried on getting to know Alex.“It’s lovely to meet you, Alex. Hannah’s told me so much about you.”“Did she tell you Ankara escort bayan I asked for a large G and T?” Alex replied sweetly.David chuckled and beckoned the barman over.“Large gin and tonic and a bottle of Prosecco, please, three glasses. My tab.”Alex hung her coat on the back of her chair and sat down.“I told Hannah you’d find out she lived here in the end,” Alex said in an easy tone.“I guess so,” he replied. “It’s a big city, but even so. Anyway, how long have you two been together?” David asked.“Just over two years. We share a house. In fact, we share everything,” Alex replied, giving Hannah a knowing smile.‘Yes. I was coming to that. How long have you two been… um…” David enquired?“Lovers? It’s okay David, you don’t have to avoid the subject. The answer is about four hours less than we’ve known each other” Alex answered him.“Oh, ok,” David said, as the barman re-appeared with a tray of drinks. “We’ve only just met, and didn’t want to appear… well, you know.” David continued, looking slightly embarrassed.I joined in the conversation. “At least Alex and I took four hours, David. That’s longer than you and I took!”Alex looked across to me. “And you’re OK? No issues?”I chuckled and answered her unanswered questions.“It was great, darling, but it was only three bouts of sex, nothing else. You are still the love of my life.”Alex raised an eyebrow.“Three? Well, I’m impressed.”“Yes, so was I, to be honest!” I continued, “But I reckon he’s done for the night.”David cut in indignantly.“I am in the room, you know. Anyway, there are three of us here. I’m sure there is still potential?”I took a sip of Prosecco and looked over the glass at David.“Oh yes, David – I’m sure Alex and I could come up with some ideas,” I said.“Oh, I reckon we could make his toes curl, couldn’t we, darling?” Alex answered to me.“I might have cause to remind you of that comment later on,” David said with a smile. “Shall we finish our drinks and find out if you are right?”“Why don’t we finish our drinks, then pop upstairs to the room?” Hannah suggested.“Sod that,” Alex replied, gathering the drinks onto the tray. “You will need to drink something as you watch,” she continued. “Come on.”  David becomes an onlooker I took the tray as the girls gathered their bits and pieces and we exited the bar, the barman giving us a knowing look as we did so.The three of us got in the lift. We were the only three occupants and Alex and Hannah shared a long, deep kiss until the doors opened again. We walked a few yards to the room and entered.“Just need to visit the bathroom,” Escort Ankara I said as I put a ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the door, which I locked.I re-entered the room two minutes later. Alex and Hannah were kissing again in the middle of the room.“Sit down with your drink David,” said Alex nodding towards the armchair. “You’re in for quite a treat”.I complied, and as I did so Alex took Hannah’s hand and pulled her over to the bed. I sat down and waited. Hannah puts on a show for DavidI fluffed up the pillows behind her back before cupping her face in my hands. I glanced over to David, who was sitting in the armchair with his Prosecco glass in his hand. He smiled in encouragement and I returned to the matter of my lover. Tilting my head slightly to one side I moved in to kiss Alex’s forehead, then down to the tip of her nose.Inhaling her warm sweet breath, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. She closed her eyes as I brushed her cheek and hair with my fingers. Holding her tightly I kissed her, gently biting and nibbling her bottom lip, my salivary glands bursting into meltdown. Alex broke away, leaned back, looked at me and smiled. My pillow princess was ready.Alex and I, in our sex-life, are reluctant to declare ourselves as sexually dominant or submissive – we like to mix things up by alternating who takes control of the sexual moment by switching roles. Alex had chosen to wear one of her prettiest dresses, a navy-blue mini dress which she knows is my favourite. Alex had dressed for me, a clear indication, that tonight she was about to hand me her gift of submission.Alex began to stroke herself between her legs with one hand, while her other hand cupped her left breast. Under her clothing, her nipple swelled at her touch. As she slipped off her shoes to lift her legs onto the bed, I covered the hand between her legs with mine, taking control of her pleasure.“Keep going, babe. I want you nice and wet for me,” I whispered in her ear as I guided and directed her busy hand.Taking over the action between her legs with one hand and reaching out with the other, Alex rolled sideways to help me locate the zip on the back of her dress. She wriggled the dress from her shoulders as I unzipped her. Arching her back to raise her bottom, I eased the dress and her knickers down to her ankles. She shuffled them to the floor. I raised my arms as she pulled my top over my head and unbuttoned my jeans.Stepping out of my jeans, they tumbled to the floor to join our rumpled pile of clothes. We both lay naked, like our clothing, tangled and entwined.I was momentarily distracted by the sound of ice rattling. David had replaced the Prosecco bottle into the ice bucket after topping up his glass. David’s presence had completely slipped my mind – I had forgotten he was watching our every move. He raised his glass as I glanced over at him sitting comfortably in his chair.