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A new wife
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A new wife "I'm nervous about Jasmine coming here," my wife told me. "Why?" "I don't want you two making fun of me." "Tricia, Jasmine and I have never, in all our time together, made fun of you." "I just don't want to feel like the butt of a joke." "I don't want you to feel that way. I want all of us to have fun." I thought about it. "If you ever feel uncomfortable around her, you WILL tell me, right." "Believe me, you'll know it." "Yes, because our communication has been so good lately... You WILL say something, right?" "Yes." I suppose this could have been another cause for Tricia's emotions. When your husband's sexy, funny, and ultra-clever girlfriend comes to visit, you may feel a little dowdy by comparison. That would make anyone nervous. If Tricia felt that way, she didn't say it. She loved Jasmine's style and sense of humor, but Tricia had never met Jasmine in person before, and you just never know how you're going to feel about someone in their presence. By the time Jasmine got here, Tricia was in a much better mood, and seemed to be keeping steady. We immediately took Jasmine with us to an amusement park, where Rand and several friends had planned a day of fun, sans . In fact, Jasmine's visit was pretty well packed with activities; state fair, zoo, BBQs, miniature golf, etc. The three of us spent a lot of time together. After Jasmine had been here a day or two, I told her about Tricia's anger and her accusations. "I don't think she wants to leave you," Jasmine said. "I've seen your body language around each other. I've been watching it just because of me being here." Body language has been a bit of a hobby for Jasmine lately. It's the reason she was continuing on to Denver after her visit with us. She was going to speak at a convention on this topic. But more so, Jasmine picked up some sharp skills as a professional<b> dominatrix </font></b>several years ago. She needed to know how to read a fast and accurately. "Mention future plans to her," she told me. "If she just kind of waves you off and doesn't want to talk about it, it might mean she doesn't see herself with you in the future." "She's been talking about landscaping," I said. "She wants to start some projects around the house." This conversation was making me feel better. "Yeah, she got hurt with Jacob," Jasmine said. "I'm sure there was a lot that happened with him that she didn't tell you about. It's nothing big. It's just not everything. Even though you guys are open and everything, she was still in love with another man, and it still might feel weird for her to talk to you about it." "Yeah," I said. "I believe that could be true." "She feels really vulnerable right now. You should plan to do something with her, just the two of you. She probably needs that time to reconnect with you." Jasmine's words were simple, yet brilliant. It HAD been a long time since Tricia and I had done anything special together. I thought back to a few months ago. We went to a bed and breakfast. We had a great weekend, but it was Tricia's idea. When was the last time I suggested we spend time alone together? The talk with Jasmine gave me a lot of hope, and at least one suggestion about what to do. I would simply ask Tricia to spend time together. Perhaps another weekend out of town. The next day, Tricia and I proposed to Jasmine. "Group marriages aren't legal anywhere in this country," Tricia said. "But, will you be our wife?" It was a joke, and Jasmine found it hilarious. But it was also kind of true. Tricia picked out the ring months ago. It was nice; the sort of jewelry you get someone for a birthday. Jasmine wore it the rest of the time she was with us. That, too, was brilliant on Tricia's part. It made Jasmine belong to us. She was no longer just my girlfriend. And, by the end of the week... no... way earlier than that, it felt like Jasmine belonged with us. "I'm not that clever," Tricia remarked in one of our conversations. I don't remember how we came to the topic. "Oh, I don't know," I said. "When you DO have a clever remark, it's usually a zinger." This is true. "I get that too," said Jasmine. "You're a lot funnier than you probably give yourself credit for." I worked Monday and Tuesday. Jasmine and Tricia spent time together while I was gone. "I like your girlfriend," Tricia told me after Jasmine had left. "She likes you too," I said. I didn't have sex with Jasmine. I never asked about it. Jasmine never mentioned it. Open relationships can be much more complicated than most outsiders understand. Jasmine is a current girlfriend, but (let's face it) a former lover. She came here to visit me and meet my wife at a time when our marriage was under some tension. By the time she left, I loved her even more, and I thanked a kind universe to have such a close and wise friend. Whatever Tricia was expecting from Jasmine, I think she was caught pleasantly by surprise. In a way, Jasmine also belongs to Tricia now, and Tricia is more than a little in love with her. Things could have happened very differently. I'm not surprised that Jasmine's visit was such a positive experience for us, but I do marvel at my "wives" and how they're able to think, and heal, and share. |
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