"Well, I’m not eighteen — and neither is Lon. If it gets out, the women involved will get in trouble!" Rick replied.
"Oh." Teela thought about it. "Who cares, really, if you get lucky, for God’s sake?"
"There are always people who just can’t mind their own business," Rick growled. "Remember that teacher and the fifteen year old? They’re married now, I think, but she’s been in and out of jail…"
"Yeah, well, she’s a teacher…" Teela shrugged.
"There could be parallels," Rick muttered vaguely.
"Okay, the basics," Teela prompted.
"First, how are we? How are you?" Rick asked.
"Hmm? I’m fine. We’re fine, I think," Teela answered. "You aren’t done with me, now that you’ve picked my cherry, are you? You’re not acting like it…"
"Aw, HELL, no!" Rick exclaimed. "Not EVEN!"
"Okay. I’m a happy woman then." Teela dimpled. "And I AM a woman, now…"
"Damn, you’re cute!" Rick grinned. "I could just eat you up!"
"Better not!" Teela shot back, "I’m full of white sauce!" Both of them cracked up.
"Okay, so," Rick turned serious. "The basics. Lon and I have been sleeping with some older women for the last few weeks. Lon came up with this wild plan for hooking chicks Mom’s age, and it worked like gangbusters — but it might not be as easy to get out of…"
"Okay…" Teela mused. "I can thank these women for you knowing what you’re doing, then?"
"Yeah, that’s right," Rick nodded.
"How many are there?"
"Three — no, four."
"One didn’t make any impression?" Teela cocked her head.
"There are four in the group, but I’ve only slept with three," Rick explained carefully. "So, how bad is it, thus far?"
"I dunno," Teela replied. "Am I gonna have to share? If not, it’s all in the past and kind of irrelevant — who cares where you learned to fuck? But if it’s not over…"
Shit. "I honestly don’t know the answer to that," Rick replied. "I could just say no, I guess, but it’s more complicated than that."
"A woman scorned kind of thing?" Teela guessed.
"Well, for starters…" Rick nodded. "Maybe. They kind of went out on a limb, too, remember."
"That’s sweet — you’re concerned for them," Teela smiled. She sat back and frowned. "You could leave them to Lon, couldn’t you? He’s seeing the same women, right?"
Rick looked uncomfortable. "Three of them."
"The same three?"
"No. I see one that he doesn’t, and he sees one that I don’t. It’s all part of the complications involved," Rick grimaced. "Besides, there’s Sally … Lon is probably in the same boat."
"Yeah." What WOULD Sally think of this mess? Had she helped Rick ruin Lon’s chances with her friend? "Three women — I’m amazed that you have any time for mundane things like chasing me…"
"Well, there are more guys, too," Rick admitted. "It’s not exactly a bounce from bed to bed thing."
"So, how involved are you with these old women?" Teela asked.
"Involved?" Rick blinked. "I’m not. Well, maybe you could say I’m sort of involved with one of them. No, forget I said that — it will only confuse you at this point. Look, it’s sex — and that’s it. They’re at their sexual peak, and we’re at ours. Nobody had any outlets. Aside from the legal complications, it’s a good thing all around. But it’s NOT a relationship thing — they’re too old and we’re too young — it would be like dating your mother." Rick shook his head in amusement. "A LOT like dating you mother."
"If you’re getting all this sex, though…" Teela let the sort of involvement comment slide, for the moment. "Where do I come in? I liked what we did out there a LOT — but I don’t think I can compete with some woman who’s been doing it for as long as I’ve been alive…"
"Well, it’s not competition," Rick argued. "They can’t compete from a relationship standpoint. They have to know that. YOU have to know that!"
"So we have a relationship, but they get all the sex?" Teela asked archly. "I DON’T THINK SO! The next woman to see THAT," she pointed at Rick’s currently thoroughly shrunken member, "is gonna have to eat my pussy to get it, by God! You don’t fuck ANYBODY unless I’m in the room, you hear me?"
Rick’s eyes popped; he sat there, stunned, his mouth working. "Wh-what?"
"If you have to go around fucking old women, you’re gonna take me with you! They’re gonna have to understand that they’re sharing you — and that I am Numero Uno!! You got a problem with that?" Teela flashed.
"Uh, no…"
"You’re sure?"
"Hey," Rick shrugged, "that’s a lot more than I expected … I expected you to give me some ultimatum!" He grimaced. "I’d have tried to do right by you, too, but, like I said, things are complicated…"
"Complicated." Teela screwed up her face. "So, let’s recap. You’re having sex with these three women, and you don’t think you can just cut it off. You have … commitments of some kind, apparently. And it’s all hush hush, because people could get in trouble." She leaned back and eyed him coolly. "But I come first, right?"
"Right!" Rick nodded vehemently.
"Okay, then, tell me about complicated. Are these women married, or something?"
"No. Well, one of them is, but she’s the exception. She found out about the group and we had to let her in to keep her from blowing things wide open. She’s on the road to divorce, though, I think," Rick explained.
"Hey," Teela erupted, "I just had a thought. If YOU’RE out fucking around with old women, what about ME? Do I get to fuck around, too?"
Rick looked sulky for a moment, chewed his lip, and grunted, "Only if I’m in the room."
Teela smiled behind her hand. "You hated that, didn’t you?"
"Yeah," Rick admitted, "but what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. The theory here is that love and sex aren’t necessarily all twisted up together — you can do one without the other."
"I want both."
"Okay, but don’t go falling for some dude you decided to sleep with to get even with me…" Rick rasped.
"No chance," Teela replied blithely. "I’m just keeping my options open in case one of the other guys is hot looking…"
"Not Lon?" Rick arched an eyebrow.
"Taken," Teela shrugged. "and VERY busy, to hear you tell it!"
"We hope." Rick retorted. "If we screwed him up with Sally…"
" … I can probably fix it," Teela replied loftily.
"Well, la de da!" Rick smirked. "If she listened to everything YOU told her, they wouldn’t have gotten THIS far! How come you were so hard on him, anyway?"
Teela grimaced. "He joggled my elbow — you both did. Let’s finish up with you before I admit to anything too off-the-wall…"
"Hmph," Rick eyed her suspiciously. "Where were we?"
"You were explaining how complicated things are."
"Oh. That." He sat a moment, thinking. "Are we good to here? Because after this, I have to let out some names for it to make sense…"
"We’re good. Go on," Teela prompted. "How many guys are in the group?"
"There are five of us."
"Doesn’t one of you come up short?" Teela asked.
"Well, not really," Rick replied. "It seems like the women don’t want it as often, but when they do, they’re capable of handling more than one guy. One of them actually prefers it that way, so…"
"So you guys are doing gang-bangs?" Teela asked, astonished.
"Well, more like swing parties, actually," Rick admitted. "Although we do one on one, too. It’s kind of free-form, within certain limits…"
"I think we’re there," Teela murmured. "I still haven’t seen complicated. Not like you’re advertising."