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The Best Time of My Unmarried Life.
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The Best Time of My Unmarried Life. We all like to think of marriages as happy, especially when they end in death. For that reason, I wanted to not include my times with my husbands in this. But outside of my marriages, I've had three significant relationships and more interludes, encounters and sexcapades than the daytime soaps combined. This piece came to mind because one of the parties birthday is less than a week away and I've been thinking about him a lot lately. John was a rugged, sexy man who started off working across the street from me and then eventually worked for me. He was about 6'1, dishwater blond hair with a mustache, muscularly slim, and really a man's man. He was also bisexual, with three , an ex-wife and a girlfriend at the time we met. I didn't take long for us to hit it off. He was troubled, but a lot of fun to be around, always up for an adventure and having a good time. Michael was an awkward kind of sexy. Skinny, hairy with a cute face and an infectious laugh. He was a funny, fun-loving kind of guy. He had actually been my neighbor thirteen years before we came together. He, too was troubled and bisexual, but hung mostly with the women. Over the thirteen years, I had fallen hard for him but never really expected anything to happen between us. The night we met, I told him I was gay and was interested, and he was really neither, but continue to be my buddy, then friend and then more. So when the two of them moved in with me, I was happier than a pig in slop. They weren't complaining much either. I mean I paid all the bills and for most of our rec time. I didn't have many rules. No women were to be in my house, eventually that was changed to one woman every once in a while. And since we all loved to drink, no stealing off my bar. I bought a carton of cigarettes and a gallon of liquor for each guy per week. If you needed more than that, you needed to pay for it yourself. Boy did we have a blast! I'm a neat freak so I clean the house, cooked the meals and stuff. And I worked hard, but played hard too. We hit the bars together, gay and straight. We did movies. We went on trips. We<b> partied </font></b>together. We went to sporting events as John was into racing and Michael was into basketball. I preferred soccer and hockey at the time. And when I needed intimacy, romance or just plain sex, one or both rose to the occasion. That all came to an end when one of the rules was broken and no one owned up to it. I let them both go. And frequently, I regret that decision. A successful three-way, a perfect relationship and I let it go over a few expensive bottles of liquor. In hindsight, I could have dealt with a couple of alcoholics, if indeed that's what they were. As much as I appreciated them at the time, I realize now that I truly had it made back then. Everything went the way I wanted for the most part, I did most of it myself. I was in love with one and in lust with the other. And I know they both loved me, not in love. With time that might have changed, but now, none of the three of us will ever know. John and Michael, if you by some chance ever get your eyes on this, I want you to know that I am sorry. For nor fully appreciating what I had when I had it. For ending our situation before it was time. And for all the opportunities and possibilities that we have all missed because of the decision I made. I would do it again in a heartbeat with you guys if I had the chance. I love and miss you guys. Take care now!And I hope life is being better to you than I was. Again, I am so sorry, for everything. |
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