I must say this polygamy thing was beginning to look like it was going to work. I mean the alternative was going to be two people heart-broken and a relationship strained remaining couple shaken by a divorce or a marriage nullification. Tequila took to it better than Connie at first. My two wives had made a kind of her day, her day deal when it came to who was heading to my bedroom. But on the next night after my first night back with Connie, Tequila gave up here night to Connie so she would spend it with me as well. Connie and me had our reunion for three straight nights and Tequila was about to give up the next night she had, but Connie insisted that Tequila have her turn. To emphasize this decision she then kissed me hard and headed to her room leaving Tequila and I standing there. After that it was pretty much back and forth and the kiss by the woman heading to her bedroom became a tradition of our marriage.
It has been said that polygamy benefits the man mostly, but I am not so sure. I mean I have double the women to keep happy and they can actually tag team me when thy want to get their way. They can keep me satisfied and get a break from a sexual point of view while I always have to perform. It lead to a lot of rules being created in the first weeks. When making decisions there were now three of us. This meant it could be a two-one thing all the time and that meant that democratic action could be a bully.
I made the decision that what we needed was a sort of marriage bill of rights that could not be taken away from anyone in the marriage by voting. Everyone had the right to refuse to participate in any activity that they felt uncomfortable with and everyone had the right to speak their mind. This lead to a discussion time over dinner with all three of us getting to speak our say on decisions that effected all of us. There was through this process one executive power given to me as head of household which was to veto any decision made. I couldn’t force the girls to do what they didn’t want to but I could stop something I felt was going to be bad.
Ultimately though the real awkwardness came when we got closer to Christmas and I made the decision to use the manor for the annual New Year’s Ball. I wanted the place decorated for Christmas and then we would invite everyone to the manor for the Ball. No big deal to both the girls as they jumped at the chance to be the center hostesses for the Ball. The problem came because of the clothing optional rule of the manor and that meant those we asked to help decorate created a problem for Connie.
Connie had gotten used to the idea of being naked with me and Tequila. She actually seemed to warm up to it quite well when it was just the three of us. Now however others were coming in and Connie’s prudishness came out in the form of her covering up her girl parts when others were in the manor. She would wrap a towel around her waist and keep her hands in front of her breasts. This ended with a visit from Miss Wine.
Miss Wine had come over to help with decorations. She had been to the manor before so she hit the entryway and disrobed almost straight away. She usually wore her red heals but went barefoot this time because there was work to do. She came into the what would be the ballroom and she spotted Connie in the corner. Connie had a towel wrapped around her waist and she was working with some garland which she kept trying to hide her nipples with. Miss Wine went over to her and stood beside her talking.
Connie at first seem intimidated but the longer Miss Wine talked the more she relaxed. The first sign of this was that she began to work with the garland at waist level leaving her breasts bare. Then there was the moment where Connie’s towel fell down and Miss Wine grabbed it, said something to Connie and then folded it and laid it aside. By the end Connie and Miss Wine were laughing. After that Connie never seemed to have too much trouble being naked in front of even strangers.
I called Miss Wine over and asked her what sort of conversation she had that produced such results. Miss Wine simply talked about how the pub had been clothing optional for years now and it had really showed my loyalty to her. Miss Wine told her about the countless times she had flirted with me and I had resisted staying faithful. Then she told her how much she admired her because she knew there must be something special about a woman who can inspire that kind of loyalty in a man even though he was surrounded by naked women all the time.. Then she kind of simply offered advice to her that being clothes free was not going to take that admiration away. When the towel had fallen, she had simply told her that it was going to be a bother, so she should just lay it aside so she could get some work done.
That was that and the manor eventually was dressed in the finest decorations of red, green, gold and silver. It was a picture postcard manor with all the lights inside and out. We were ready for Christmas and the New Year’s Ball.
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