Room mates in Jessica and Me

So a weird thing happened. Jess and I moved. But there’s more to the story than that.

Kevin had been living in a hotel since he separated with his wife. Needless to say, that gets expensive, so he’d been looking for a place to rent.

He came across a beautiful three bedroom apartment that he really wanted. His first thought, of course, was having the two extra bedrooms so his kids could visit. But the place was out of his price range.

And that’s when he asked us if we wanted to move in with him. Our half of the rent is almost exactly what we were paying to rent our one bedroom, so financially it wasn’t a bad decision.

But should we move in with the guy Jess is fucking? And admittedly, I’ve been fucking him too. And what would the arrangements be if we did so?

We talked a lot about it. Kevin would have his bedroom, and Jess and I would share another bedroom. We talked about how I needed to know Jess would sleep with me every night and not alternate between our room and Kevin’s. She insisted that wouldn’t happen.

So it happened. We moved in. We are officially living with a man that Jess has regular sex with. It’s not quite like being in a three-way relationship. But it kind of is. Since we moved in, Jess has had sex with Kevin multiple times. I’ve fucked him once.

We all kiss each other like lovers. It’s an interesting dynamic. On a typical morning, Jess and I get up together since we work together. About a half hour later, Kevin usually is getting up for his job. He will come out of his bedroom naked and greet both of us with kisses on the mouth.

I don’t dislike this. I like Kevin as a person, and I like having sex with him. Jess was going to fuck him regularly whether we lived together or not. There’s something hot about how comfortable we all are together.

The three of us were watching television together last night and Jess and I started making out a little, just having fun on the couch. I took off my shirt and had no problem being topless there with Kevin. Then things got a little more serious and we went into the bedroom. But we left the door open. It didn’t matter that Kevin was there.

After sex, I walked out into the kitchen completely naked to get a bottle of water. Kevin was still watching television, so I went over and talked to him a little while I drank water. It didn’t bother me that I was naked.

I told him I was going back to bed and I leaned over and kissed him.