A threesome saga: energy & vibe

XBTUSD is back, now with a threesome story.

I was at an unbelievable, aspirational, can't-believe-people-live-like-this party last week, thrown by a relatively new friend who lives in a stunning, straight-out-of-Architectural-Digest Brownstone with a stage/amphitheater built into the backyard and hot tub on the roof of the second floor looking into the backyard. The main event was a backyard concert featuring a South American band led by stunningly beautiful women. The host and owner has constructed an incredible universe and filled it with the exact kind of people one wants to spend one's life around, including "Madison." The party had the energy of freshman year of college, that first week when everyone is open to meeting new people. Strangely, for this type of event, no one there seemed to know each other. The party started an hour before showtime, so when I arrived everyone was already mingling and getting to know each other.

At one point during the show I was crowded close enough to where Madison stood that it would have been more awkward not to introduce myself, so I did and the conversation naturally flowed. She had an effervescent personality, and we immediately clicked. She was in town from the West coast and wanted tips on what to do while she was in the city. We eventually migrated indoors to have a little more privacy. The conversation quickly moved into intimate topics like sex, sexuality, and non-monogamy. Unsurprisingly she was in an ethically non-monogamous (ENM) relationship, and like most of the sluts I know was bi-sexual.

Around this point my gf joined us and the three of us hit it off.

It was a Thursday night and Madison was staying at a friend’s house, so it didn’t make sense to make any moves, but more than once, Madison invited me to meet her at a party the following night.

The following night, Madison met me at my place around 6 a bit exhausted from running around the city all day. I offered to let her shower, which she did (I have no spy cameras in my bathrooms, sadly), and then we made cocktails and drank them on my rooftop, which has a killer view of the sunset. My gf had told me to lay the groundwork with her solo and then she’d meet up us later. Madison and I hopped on the train already a good bit intoxicated and met up with friends who wanted to party. We meet up at an outdoor bar which is hipstery and poppin’ with energy before migrating to a friend's house to do a bunch of Ketamine.[1] The K was fantastic and I was transported to another reality where I’m experimenting with manipulating time, like Paul Muad'Dib in Dune (unfortunately, I don’t recall what specifically we discussed).

Madison and I jammed to some music and collectively entered this alternate Ketamine fueled reality and headed out to a local dancey/bar spot. I planned to escalate once we got to the dance spot, and then, once we’re all good and horny and hooking up on the dance floor we’e hop in a car to my place to finish. After a bunch of dancing as a group, I invited the two ladies to join me in the bathroom to do more K (the international invitation for sex). After a few bumps, I try to kiss Madison who lifelessly goes with it but clearly is not into it. She says “not in here,” which, given the energy, felt more like “not anywhere.” My gf and I decided to change strategies and I went upstairs with the group and left the gf to take a shot solo. After an hour of trying my, gf reports no success and a similar sort of lethargic energy. Somehow it seems like we’ve mistaken threesome energy for “new best friend” energy. It’s been a long time since I’ve mistaken a girl’s friend energy as romantic energy (7th grade!?). In retrospect, the only thing I could have done better was escalate sooner, but I was getting weird friend energy when we were in my apartment, and I never want to make a girl feel unsafe, so I waited to escalate until we were in a public space. The energy the first night felt very sexual, but the conversation at my apartment felt very too friendly. In retrospect, part of what killed the vibe was she had to change at my place so we were literally “getting ready” together. Rather than this being sexy, it felt more like how I picture women getting changed and putting on makeup together before a big night. I couldn’t figure out how to get the energy back to a more sexual vibe, like we had the prior evening.

Originally we were supposed to go bar hopping in the afternoon, where I had planned to escalate, but her lunch date took longer than expected so we went straight to my apartment. The irony of the situation was that she wasn’t notably attractive, so I was more into it because she was so into it and figured she’d be a really fun threesome partner given her experience and openness. It was kind of hilarious to get rejected by someone who I hadn’t initially “chosen.” Nothing is certain, girls are random, and you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take!

I said it was a threesome story, right? Most attempts to get with a chick fail, as do most threesomes. The failure stories are often more interesting and varied than the success stories.

I'd wondered if it would have been better to try and stay in the first night, go out the next night, if she seemed to have high buying temperature. But xbtusd said the girl seemed dead set on nightlife.

[1]Also called special k, termite, glow world, kazow, super k, jet, vitamin k, and outer space.