Naked Desires and Open Marriage: A Couples Journey to Polyamory and Bliss It was 6:30pm on Friday evening when I got home from work. I wandered around the house searching for July, my wife of 10 years. There was a large casserole cooking slowly on the stove. That was a good sign. Eventually I went outside at the back of the house to our pool area. There on two recliners were July and her close friend June, both stark naked. “What's going on?”, I asked. “June's broken up with her boyfriend. I told her that she can move in here, with us. We've been discussing how that could work.” “Oh! And what have you come up with?” “Well. I started by telling her that we sleep naked and often walk around the house naked and we are always naked when we use the pool.” “And I said that I wouldn't want you to change that for me, so I'll follow your example. That's why we're out here naked, starting the way that we intend to go on.” “So what am I supposed to do when I get an erection looking at two beautiful, naked, female bodies?” “We talked about that too. I'm OK with your fucking June whenever you like.” “You can't mean that. Can you?” “I do. I really think that it is the only way that the three of us can live together in harmony.” “And you wont be jealous?” “Actually, I'm turned on by the idea of watching you fuck her, having her watch us fucking, or even the three of us fucking and sucking together.” “And you, June, are OK with what July is saying.” “Well yes. I've already accepted July's generous offer … assuming that that is what you want, Bob. You do want to fuck me, I hope. I don't think that I could stay here if you didn't want to or wouldn't.” “Of course he wants to fuck you. I've seen it in his eyes often. He's just scared to admit it to me or to himself. I'm right, aren't I Bob? …the next moment changed everything
