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(Part 15 of our story. This is more discussion focused and character limits are splitting this section into two parts)

Ana

By the time Roselyn had centered herself, shampooed her hair, given herself a good scrubbing outside and in with her favorite body wash, and gotten her legs working again, the others were already assembled on the couches. Rickett and Rachael sitting close together, while Rickett partook of the still very-available snacks, Bailey seemingly already having gotten something to eat, waiting for her on the couch opposite them.

When Roselyn entered, it was easy to see why three pairs of eyes immediately snapped to her. The white, fluffy bathrobe she was in seemed designed to entice anyone looking at it. The front was deep and slightly open, showing off her magnificent cleavage, while the hem was pretty short, letting her long bare legs gleam with their light wetness, and hinting that one might be able to see above her thighs if it shifted just right. Her red hair cascaded down her back, still slick, but gleaming healthily as she allowed it to air-dry.

It was a little intentional. Roselyn knew that at the very least, everyone in the room had, at this point, a pretty intense attraction to her, and so she’d chosen a robe designed to draw attention. Then again, her own attraction to all of THEM might also have weighed on her decision, enjoying showing off, just a little. She strode over to Bailey though, taking up a familiar seat on her wife’s lap. Those big protective arms circled around her, the cinnamon scent hit her nose, and she shuddered, a little bit of relief hitting even her. She was home, and even with everything else that had happened, it still felt like home. That was essential to her. Her hyper-compatibility with Rickett hadn’t changed how she felt about Bailey in the least. She wasn’t any less intrigued by the scent of Rachael her lips, or any less aroused by the feeling of the bulge that had become half-hard just watching her walk into the room.

That helped too. She still had her effect on her wife. It made her more confident, even as she squeezed Bailey’s hands.

“First, sorry to keep everyone waiting,” she began, her smile becoming self-effacing. “I was a little wobbly after that last session with Rickett, and I needed time to sort myself out. I’m… guessing all of us might have felt a little bit the same.”

“So, before I wade into some weightier territory, let me begin by saying how deeply I enjoyed the last few hours. This wildly blew away all my expectations and even hopes for what the first day would be like. You two, Rachael and Rickett, are both fantastically gifted and caring lovers, and incredibly sexy people generally. In my wildest dreams I never expected the first day to be so full of sharing and delighting in each other, a few surprises found, a few new kinks explored. It’s been absolutely incredible and above all, I want to thank each of you for what has already been an unforgettable experience, for myself, as well as, I think, Bailey.”

“Definitely,” Bailey said with a grin, looking at both of the people across from her, no dissemblance needed.

“With that in mind, and since it’s your first time, I wanted to share some common knowledge among swinging couples that we sometimes refer to as ‘new toy syndrome’. Basically, a mental attachment that can form after a really good swinging experience to one of your partners. It’s actually pretty common, and some people feel ashamed or even like they’ve betrayed their partner because of those feelings. It’s important to note that this is normal. Sex is an intense, emotionally connected experience, and not feeling some attraction, emotional or otherwise, would be more than human. The most important thing, especially in these kinds of cooldown sessions, is full and complete honesty, especially with your partner. Some jealousy, and I think it’s fair to say there was some of that from both of you today, is fully normal.”

Roselyn gave a little sigh then, her expression becoming complicated. “Within that full honesty though, I have to confess… I’ve never felt any attraction to any partners quite like what I feel towards you. Each of you. I’ve had some crushes on new partners before. This is different, and least to me, and I wanted to be up front about it.”

She looked at Rickett. “First and foremost, there’s the physical/chemical attraction between me and Rickett. I believe we are hyper-compatible, in the scientific Paralus meaning of the term, though I confess I’m not terribly familiar with it. Truthfully, I believed until today that Bailey was as close as I could get, but it seems that isn’t the case. I produced Paralus Honey for the first time with Rickett earlier. It’s also more than just physical or chemical. It didn’t start immediately, when we together on the couch earlier, or even when I double teamed him with Bailey later. There was an intense emotional trigger with it. I don’t know the depth of that connection yet, but I feel it is there.”

She turned to Rachael. “That emotional component was also present during my time with you, Rachael. I… I felt something pass between us. May have even murmured something a little inappropriate in the throes of passion, which was never the less true for me. I… feel a connection with both of you that I haven’t felt with anyone since I met Bailey. I didn’t intend for it to happen, but it was present… and very intense.”

Her eyes became apologetic, even a little tearful. “I… please believe I didn’t intend for that to happen. I spent a little while in the shower questioning my own feelings and poking at them. I… I don’t think they’re something I can ignore, or that will go away. I don’t know if either of you feel the same way as I do, but regardless, it wasn’t my intention to put such pressure on, or in any way fray your relationship. And I apologize for whatever trespasses I may have made.”

She turned to Bailey. “And… to you, I also apologize. Maybe most of all. I know you, Bailey. You’ll probably say something like, I support you even if I’m 3rd place, which you know you aren’t and never will be, but… I still owe it to you.”

Bailey grinned, giving her cheek a kiss. “Forgiven. I’d support you and follow you even if I was 10th place.”

Roselyn could only shake her head and roll her eyes, even as she cuddled her wife closer. She felt undeserving in that moment, but knew that to Bailey, it didn’t matter, and would never matter. She was surprised though, when Bailey continued to speak, her hand rubbing the back of her head awkwardly.

“For that matter, I dunno if I would even have the right to get mad at you, given my own feelings. I’m going to give Rickett and Rachael a chance to react to what was already said though, before I throw my in my own two cents.”

Brukalius

Rickett and Rachael both felt their hearts speed up as their minds froze on Roselyn’s entry. Rachael recovered a bit quicker than Rickett and blushed slightly until she caught sight of the slightly slack expression in her husband’s face. She couldn’t very well blame him with how she had just felt, so she gently patted his leg to return him to the present. Smiling, Rickett met her sideways look and pulled her in tighter to give her a kiss on top of her head. Rachael smiled contentedly and returned her attention back to their stunning host as she settled herself.

As Roselyn started to speak, the couple put apart their snacks and snuggled in tighter with each other. There was a comfort in the warmth and familiar and Rachael found Rickett’s fingers snaking between hers. Rachael knew he was telling her he was present and with her and she felt a powerful rush of love and gratitude toward him. She knew he would be there for her… Bailey had just tided her over… in her unique way. Her bright blue eyes scanned Bailey again before snapping back to Roselyn feeling a silly rise of embarrassment.

Rachael felt Rickett squeeze her hand at series of very flattering compliments and her own heart soared to hear them. It was wonderful to hear that they had done well and something about Roselyn’s manner told her she was being as direct and open as efficient. Rickett’s other hand squeezed Rachael’s leg as Bailey also confirmed her experience. She glanced at him and saw pride for HER shining in his eyes as much as for himself. That made her feel good too and she squeezed his hand back.

They listened to the description of the ‘new toy syndrome’ and nodded in understanding. Each of them had read about it, but it was far more impactful coming from Roselyn. Each having distinctly felt something toward the other couple added more than a little bit to her words. At the mention of jealousy, Rickett and Rachael met eyes again and unspoken confirmation passed between the two of them. They understood and would work on processing that. Their eyes were drawn back to Roselyn as she laid out her confession.

Rachael’s breath caught in her throat as Roselyn confessed to having feeling for BOTH of them. Her heart beat faster at the silly fantasy she had concocted high on pleasure even as her logical mind did its best to dismiss the idea. The mention of hyper compatibility blew the logical dismissal right out of her mind. Information on the topic jumbled in her thoughts as she tried to listen to Roselyn’s words. Alarm bells at the complications of hyper compatibility started ringing. She had to study Paralus physiology for some of the products she worked on and these kinds of odds and ends at all times fascinated her. She never figured it could happen… it was so rare… this was HER RICKETT.

Rickett could feel Rachael’s tension ratcheting up in his arms, but he held Roselyn’s gaze. She was forging ahead for them and he wanted her to feel his support. He also wanted to know more about what he had gotten into. His peripheral vision picked up Bailey’s steady and appraising look and he suddenly felt very vulnerable. He hadn’t meant for this hyper compatibility, but he wasn’t ashamed that it had happened. At the same time, he didn’t want to hurt anyone with what had happened. Roselyn continued as if determined to get it all out despite the obvious tension he could feel in Rachael.

The words ‘Paralus Honey’ penetrated the jumble of Rachael’s thoughts and she jerked as if slapped, prompting Rickett to squeeze her again a little tighter. Rachael realized her mouth had dropped open as she turned to meet Rickett’s concerned eyes. “What…?” she mouthed to him and he shrugged trying to assure her in any way he could. Breathing hard, she turned her attention back to Roselyn as the gorgeous red head turned her confession to Rachael. Rachael trembled at the admission that Roselyn had said and meant she said. That moment had been one of the most intense of her life. She couldn’t meet anyone’s eyes anymore and so she stared sightlessly at the table swallowing to try and keep the lump in her throat down.

Rickett’s heart ached at the pain in Roselyn’s face and her apology. He shared responsibility for some of that pain and he had to fight the urge to tell her she didn’t need to apologize. He knew she needed this more than they probably needed this. He held Rachael tightly and she did not pull away which was a good sigh. As Roselyn turned her attention to Bailey, Rickett leaned in to Rachael. “I love you always and forever.”

Rachael’s throat constricted further as she heard Rickett’s words. She knew he truly meant them, but did he find out the chemical forces arrayed against him? She knew he didn’t. She also felt the distinct lack of a chemical scapegoat for her own feelings and actions. She had loved Roselyn too… no… she still had those budding feelings for Roselyn. She felt them for Bailey and most of all she loved Rickett. She knew Rickett probably wondered she was upset with him and she could feel him growing more anxious next to her. She just didn’t know what to say first and the pressure to say something was making it difficult.

Rachael reached for the water and felt everyone’s eyes on her. After taking a drink, she fanned her face. “I am sorry… its okay… Just a bit overloaded,” she managed to get out as she focused on breathing. She could still feel Rickett’s tension next to her and she leaned over to put her forehead to his. “I am okay,” she said softly and she felt him slump down into the back of the couch.

Rachael cleared her throat and met Roselyn and Bailey’s eyes. “There is a lot to unpack here, but I want to start by saying that I am so grateful for the two of you being here with us right now. I do not regret anything that has happened.” Rachael turned her eyes to Rickett and paused. He searched her face as if confirming what she said despite her multiple assurances. He needed to know more about what Roselyn and he had done and he wanted to know more about this connection between Roselyn and his wife. The infatuated glances between Rachael and Bailey were also not lost on him. He wondered about it another moment and felt in his heart of hearts that he also didn’t regret anything that had happened. Even if something had happened with Rachael and the others, he trusted her.

Rickett looked to the three women and smiled. “I also do not regret what has happened. I have had one of the most intense and rewarding days of my life. I admit to being a bit in the dark or out of my depth about a few things and it looks like Rachael might know more. Let me just say a few things before you start to grill us for information.” He smirked at his wife and she blushed. Her thoughts had indeed started to order themselves and several questions had forced themselves to the front.

“As we talked about earlier, we reached out to the two of you as we felt you shared our viewpoint and feelings. Today has made it very clear to me that our read on you two was correct. What the two of you have is absolutely wonderful. I don’t know about that whole being happy with 10th place thing as you more than deserve to be first, Bailey. That is part of my confession here.” Rickett paused, loosing himself in bright green eyes for a moment. “I… umm…” He found it difficult to look away and he could feel her tugging at him from across the room. Was her robe a bit more open from turning to talk to her wife?

“I hit the new toy syndrome hard with Bailey, but it really notched up with Roselyn. I don’t know what happened or what this hyper compatibility thing really is. Paralus Honey is something I know Rachael has talked about wistfully at times. Regardless… I am sorry if I played a bit too intensely there in the other room. For a time, I wanted to take Roselyn from you Bailey. I wanted her for my own. I didn’t know how I could make it work with us Rachael, but the feeling was so strong. I… have calmed down a bit now, but it is like she is still tugging at me. Do you feel it Roselyn? Is that this new toy syndrome?”

Rickett ran his fingers back through his still damp hair before retaking Rachael’s hand. Rachael quietly watched her husband feeling the alarm bells pinging, but comforted by the feeling that he was aware of what he was feeling. She didn’t feel any animosity toward Roselyn or Rickett for this, there was no way of them knowing. She actually found it a bit fascinating if it could be tempered and controlled.

Rickett continued before the others could speak. “Again… I don’t have a problem with it and I think we can work through it. I just wanted to be very honest here. I also don’t want to underplay how much I enjoyed Bailey having her way with me.” He looked at her a bit ruefully feeling the tenderness of his back door anew. “I need to know though if this thing with Roselyn is something we can manage and what the three of you honestly feel about it.”

Ana

Roselyn nodded. “So… it could actually be both. Feelings of possessiveness or of snatching a partner away from someone else, in the heat of the moment, are common experiences as well. The intent and comfort afterward, reaffirming your own commitments and feelings are the important part. Again though, as you said, I felt it more intensely with you and Rachael than anyone else. I was especially worried that feeling it that intensely would affect how I felt being with Bailey again. But… I was relieved to find the moment I saw her and sat down with her, I didn’t feel any different than I normally do. I wanted her every bit as much as before, enjoyed her scent and touch.”

“To be clear, I do still feel a pull towards… well, both of you. An excitement to explore and delve into what I felt before. But… my heart, my light, still belongs to my wife, at least while here. In the moment with each of you? I’m… not very resistant to intense feelings. I was, as I recall, egging on both of you. Playing along that line is something Bailey and I both enjoy, with the understanding that we can be honest with, and are devoted to, each other. Especially if we are to continue, you two will want to settle your own feelings on the matter, whatever they might be. Bailey, how do you feel?”

The blonde grinned at Rickett. “I’m… pretty sure what I’m feeling right now for Rickett is new toy, but… we’re really on the same wavelength in a lot of ways. I’d love to explore more, have him to myself for a whole night.” She chuckled softly. “The way your body shook, your voice when you called me ‘Mommy’… it was really hot. And especially after watching you with Ros, I’m kind of interested to see what it might be like between us if you were in charge, also. But, as far as you and Roselyn go, with the whole Paralus stuff…”

She looked embarrassed. “Is it dumb that I kind of enjoy the idea of a challenge? Like, seeing if I can keep up with genetic and chemical compatibility really appeals to my cave-woman competitiveness. That, and I’m already looking forward to incorporating it into roleplays and such. Like tying Rickett down and putting her face in his balls so that she starts feeling the effects, and then going to town on her? Maybe while Rachael plays with Rickett at the same time. I dunno, I found the way the two of you looked at each other so erotic, just thinking about it is threatening to get me out of these shorts again.”

She shrugged. “I can’t say I have objections to her being with Rachael either. Just watching you two together made me cum, no hands required. I’d love to see where it all leads. As far as me and Rachael, there’s more to discuss there in a bit, but for now, I think the big question is how Rachael feels about all this. I’ve had a lot longer to adjust, and honestly, become addicted to Ros being with other people. Rachael’s getting this all kind of dumped on her.” She met the brunette’s eyes. “The biggest thing is to not feel pressured, like you have to allow this to go on or the rest of us will be disappointed. You need to do what’s right for you and Rickett, nothing else. Only what YOUR heart can handle. Ros and I will understand regardless.”

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Rickett listened intently for Roselyn and Bailey’s answer and felt an immense feeling of relief. There might be some irregularities to the experience, but he wasn’t a monster for having some of the thoughts he had had. He also felt incredibly pleased that Roselyn felt at ease with Bailey. A major worry in his mind evaporated and was with a heady rush of excitement that Roselyn and Bailey both looked forward to more. The wondered of Bailey having him for the evening was as daunting as intoxicating and he blushed at the reminder of his words to her.

Bailey’s mention of competing with Rickett for Roselyn’s attention was very appealing. All of them won if Rachael was down for the romp. He felt himself stiffening a bit at the rather graphic description of what Bailey wanted to do and he smiled widely. “I am up for that,” He slipped in and heard Rachael muttering softly next to him. “Hyper compatibility scent triggers with another close emotional contact providing stimulation. My god… I am on the ground floor… front row seats…”

Rickett felt a wash of love for Rachael as her focus lapsed into one of her passions. He found this part of her adorable and even more so when she got embarrassed at the mental lapse. That brain of hers was so powerful but it occasionally led to some delightfully humorous moments. The mentioning something between Bailey and Rachael to speak about brought Rachael to the present and she tensed up again. Bailey’s advice was excellent and he knew his wife was suddenly feeling pressure she was trying to brush off. Rickett wondered about how Roselyn sitting in Bailey’s lap had given her comfort and he decided to do a bit of the same.

In a quick motion, Rickett scooped his arms under Rachael and scooted her up onto his lap. She squeaked in surprise, but smiled at her husband and wriggled a bit before leaning back against him. Her brunette hair tickled his face and he used it as an excuse to shift her around a bit more on his lap. Whatever she was wearing was delightfully thin and he swore he could feel some very nice curves and softness through the fabric of his shorts. A quick glance down showed that his lifting her into his lap had made her dress ride up and she was very much bare down below. The fact of which was not lost on Roselyn and Bailey across from them as they had quite the view of her shaved and still slightly puffy sex.

Rachael tried to organize her thoughts as there was far too much for her brain to focus on. Everything was manageable so far and everyone seemed to be positive… so far. She could deal with the hyper compatibility. She wondered that maybe she was intentionally pushing that danger out of the way so she could study the effects, but that soul searching could wait. Her Rickett was as strong inside as is powerful arms now wrapped around her were. It felt good to be in his lap and she could feel that he was a little bit excited to have her there. She could think about that later, she needed to say her piece.

“Thank you again Bailey and Roselyn. Thank you, my husband. I will try and not feel the pressure, but its hard to sort through everything right now. I think the best thing is for everything to be out in the open and as Bailey noted, we have something to share as well. I am a little worried about the hyper compatibility thing… especially if it was a strong enough connection to make Paralus Honey. That kind of connection is estimated at somewhere between 500 and 1000 couples in the entire world. I would be a liar if I said that I didn’t want to study the fuck out of the two of you. That desire might be warring with my wifely emotions, but that is who I am… Sorry for the instability.”

Rachael blushed and looked down to collect herself. Her lowered vision brought to her attention how exposed she was and she groaned. “Damn it… That is why you were looking down… Not intentional ladies, or was it… Rickett?” Rickett’s eyes widened as he smiled wider, “I… might have noticed after I moved you, but it wasn’t intentional.”

Rachael flipped her dress into place to cover herself with a noncommittal sound and continued. “I felt quite the connection with Roselyn when I was with her on the couch. She is… well, she is probably how I will define sensual in my head from this day on. I never expected that kind of connection with another woman. Bailey now… Bailey Bailey Bailey…” Her eyes met the stunning amber eyes across from her and she felt a buzz of butterflies in her stomach. “I have never been so thoroughly dominated in my life. She took my body, my mind, my soul, and yes… she took my heart and made them hers while we played. I couldn’t keep anything back from her and it was magical. I fought it too… I don’t regret fighting it either.”

Rachael’s look at Bailey turned smokey hot as she wondered of what she had done to her in this room and then in the shower. Rachael could feel that her husband had grown fully hard below her and she smiled. She felt relieved that he seemed to discover her submission arousing… hopefully he took the rest even a fraction as well. “I channeled that frustration at losing to Bailey when I went after Roselyn. I did not expect for her to ensnare me so thoroughly… or to trigger a letdown.”

Rickett felt like he got hit by a hammer at the mention of a letdown. Sudden panic slid into him thinking about what Bailey and Rachael could have to tell the group. He wasn’t ready for this. He felt dizzy.

Rachael continued softly, “I am not pregnant my love.” She was rewarded with his face against her back as he took deep breaths. “Roselyn, you were unconscious at the time so you don’t know. My body had a strange mutation to a birth control drug I took. I am okay, but that letdown is significant. For several hours after the letdown I become extremely fertile. I am still fertile right now… So fertile that even your wife’s precum would have likely made me pregnant. I may have… taunted her with that knowledge… I will restate that I am not pregnant, but my poor butt most certainly thinks it is.”

Rachael sighed, trying to discover the words to continue. Rickett’s now rigid cock below her was certainly not helping her think and she felt his hands wandering up her dress to brush the underside of her ample bosom. “I think to explain the next part, I would like Roselyn and Bailey to share a bit about what Bailey told me. I think your story will help.”

Ana

Roselyn felt herself relax a little at Rachael’s eventual reaction to everything that had been said. That any threat she might feel was countered by her scientific interest in Roselyn as a specimen was, to her, sort of cute. Well, more than sort of. It was adorable, and instantly added to Rachael’s increasing desirability in her heart. Such dedication to her passion, especially when it was sexually charged, was attractive to Roselyn in particular, who loved passionate people, in whatever form it took.

“Haha. I don’t think I would object a bit to furthering the cause of science while I played… as long as you were the one administering tests,” she teased gently, only for her gaze to drop down to Rachael’s uncovered bits. She wondered of saying something, but became lost in the prospect of pushing herself there and eating Rachael out while Rickett held and fondled her. That scent had been so intense for her, especially when drinking Rachael’s milk earlier. The wondered of getting a wildly different taste with the same pheromones- especially with the delightful spikey-ness she currently had -appealed a great deal to the red-head.

“Getting distracted?” The amused voice whispering into her ear, had a smile creeping over Roselyn’s face, even as her own pussy twitched, very aware of the knowledge that her own pussy was equally vulnerable under that bathrobe. She squirmed, feeling her ass push back and forth against Bailey’s pants suddenly finding her futa wife quite hard.

“Seems like I wasn’t the only one~,” she whispered back. “Planning a ‘conquest’ of your own?”

“Hah… about that…” Bailey said with a bit of bashful wryness in her voice that Roselyn would have followed up on if not for Rachael discovering her vulnerability. She smiled guiltily and shrugged as did Bailey, but listened carefully as Rachael continued. She wasn’t surprised by what Rachael said about her, and not really about Bailey. She’d known Bailey would be a lot to handle, but from the sound of it, from the way Rachael’s smoky gaze traveled over to Bailey… and the way Bailey was looking back… it had probably crossed a line. She couldn’t really complain, she had too. If anything, it made her feel a little better.

Still, the mention of ‘letdown’ and the sudden tension on Rickett’s face confused her, and she looked between the three others, wondering what that meant. Did she mean… the breast milk?

When Rachael insisted she wasn’t pregnant, Roselyn’s heart did a little skip. They had some Plan B just in case, but she was under the impression from their discussions before coming that Rachael wouldn’t generally have a issue with it. Indeed, Rachael was the only person who could need it. Her eyes traveled to Bailey, and then back to the brunette as she explained.

Her eyes widened. So she WAS normally on birth control, but… there was some sort of side effect that caused extreme fertility? She found herself a little fascinated… and suddenly apprehensive when Rachael mentioned taunting Bailey with that prospect.

“Oh… I…” She looked at Bailey, her expression both sympathetic and with shades of other long-held, sometimes irrational fears.

“So…. let me step in at this point before Rachael takes too much of the blame for what happened next.” Bailey said. “I found the prospect of her fertility pretty arousing, just generally, and after Roselyn passed out, she was feeling pretty down for the count. In my profession, there are several massage techniques for women who want to increase fertility, some of which can be pretty erotic and stimulating. I used a couple on her, knowing they’d feel pretty good. Just generally to stoke her fire again, and because I figured they’d help relieve a little discomfort she was feeling.”

“I’d just been inside Rickett and wanted to take a shower before doing anything else, so, as the host remaining conscious, and having enjoyed domming her a lot earlier, I offered her a few choices. I could shower alone, we could shower together and do something gentle, or a rougher roleplay experience where I played the dominant villain, whisking her away from the bed to the shower. I love those kinds of games, as I think you’ll recall, Rickett.” She grinned at him. “Since she was giving clues that the precariousness of her fertility was hot to her, I designed the game to kind of poke at that. Giving her a choice between anal and vaginal sex while relieving her of control.”

Roselyn felt her pussy getting wet just imagining this. She had been on the other end of Bailey’s games more times than she could count, and knew her partner could be devastating in these roles… especially if she felt the edge of attraction already. And, knowing as Bailey would that Roselyn already had feelings for Rachael… she was starting to get a picture.

“I… it got pretty intense. I confess I was aware, at that point, of how Rachael and Ros had gotten entangled, and was letting that egg me on. And…” She gave a sigh, those amber eyes wandering softly over Rachael’s, the attraction, the besotted wistfulness obvious to anyone watching. “Rachael has some of the most intense reactions I’ve ever seen. She never stops fighting, but every part of her is sexy and enthralling. I found myself pushing her farther and farther, just to see the look on her face, the way her body tensed. There was just something about her… it was hard to stop.”

“When I did present the choice to her, she did make the choice for anal. I want to be clear about that for you, Rickett. She didn’t let it happen, and I like to think I would have safe-worded if she asked me for it. Seeing how it affected her though- how much part of her seemed to want it -really drove me. I used some techniques to really amp up what she was feeling, and… yeah. It got, as Ros put it, pretty intense. It probably crossed the line a bit. Somewhere in the middle of that, I pushed too far and got Rachael to admit how she felt about Ros… and how she felt about me. And how she wanted, in the moment, to carry my child. And… I realized I completely wanted it too.”

“In trying to push her as far as I could, give her a really first-rate experience as the host, I might have snagged more than I bargained for. And she definitely got a piece of my heart in return. Seeing her so vulnerable there in the shower, all I wanted to do was support her. And yeah… the promise of a child- my child -it’s something that I’ve wanted for a long time, but for… a few reasons, hasn’t been practical.”

She looked at Rickett. “Just as you apologized to me earlier, I should apologize to you. I never felt the desire to ‘steal’ her precisely, outside of the role play. But at some point, I wanted a piece of her heart, just for me… and gave her piece of mine in return. As the host and domme in the situation, controlling the roleplay, and stopping if it got too intense, was my responsibility, and I do feel like I failed both of you in that duty.”

Roselyn bit her lip, understanding what Bailey had said, and feeling those old wounds creep up.

“To explain… I can’t have children.” Roselyn said softly, her expression slightly melancholy. “When I was twenty, before I even met Bailey, I had an early onset form of ovarian cancer, which is unfortunately fairly common in Paralus-blooded women, especially those high on the Osmiri scale. My doctor knew I was high-risk, and was looking for it, but… we still didn’t catch it in time to save my ovaries.”

“It’s… something we’ve talked about a lot, as a couple. And truthfully, something that’s always wounded me a bit. Bailey has always wanted kids, and not being able to give them to her myself is… I’ve often felt like a failure, despite her firm, unequivocal support. We’ve looked into a few options, like adoption or possibly a surrogate. But for the moment, we’ve found our swinging lifestyle very enjoyable, and with plenty of real-estate ahead of us for starting a family, chose to put it off.”

Bailey collected her, stroking her head against her shoulder, as Ros continued. “I can see why, especially having seen how Rachael and I were together, that temptation with Rachael would have been… pretty considerable.”

“I would like to say one other thing,” Bailey said, kissing her wife’s forehead. “That what I saw in there… what I wanted in that moment… was all of us, together. A happy family, with no separation. It was… it was like a really weird vision, I don’t know how else to describe it. Like I was seeing a possible future.”

She shrugged. “It’s totally inappropriate to put any kind of expectation or even propose such a thing of course. We met you two literally hours ago. It feels like there’s a lot of entanglement to sort out between the group of us. But… I don’t know. I wanted it. I still do.”

Bailey let that hang, giving Rickett, who had been pretty quiet, some space to respond.

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