Fading Like A Sigh

Friday Night

K, who is our “pussy coordinator,” had been in contact with J and S for a few months before we finally found a date when we were all available. We met up with them on Friday night, along with their friend Jasmine. We had been told in advance that Jasmine was “just a friend” but knew all about J and S’s non-monogamous activities, so we didn’t mind her coming along. We weren’t worried about her being a third wheel because we don’t play on first dates.

Despite having seen pictures of both J and S before our date, attraction is something that is best gauged in person. After meeting them, K told me later that she immediately knew J wasn’t my type. She was right. Jasmine, however, was a different story. Figures, right?

We hung out on the patio of a bar for about three hours and traded stories and got to know each other. Neither K nor I felt any major physical attraction to J or S, but they were fun to talk to, and their personalities will mesh fantastically with the two couples we hang out with most often—CJ and Mitch & PartyGuy and PartyGirl. We’ll definitely be inviting them to a party at some point, especially if they bring Jasmine along.

K is convinced that Jasmine is a mythical unicorn (a single woman who enjoys a good ol’ fashioned MFF threesome). When the ladies went to the bathroom, Jasmine apparently mentioned going to a nearby swinger club and, perhaps more importantly, flirted with K. I wasn’t aware of any of this until K told me on the drive home, and now I don’t know what to make of it. What’s the protocol for contacting a couple you liked—just not like that—and asking if their friend might possibly be interested in some fun? I suppose we can ask if/when we see J and S again in a social setting.

The quote of the night comes from our drive home when K, impersonating me, said, “Can I have a Jasmine for my birthday?”