So I Asked Her to Join My Harem…(Part 2)

I know you’ve been waiting anxiously for the second (and final) part of this story.  For part 1, click here. This week’s Guy’s Story is by Steve Phillips from WeLoveDates.com. For more of Steve’s writing check out the WeLoveDates blog. Every Sunday I have posts from male guest authors.

So I Asked Her to Join My Harem…

Part 2

I called her and asked her who the email was intended for. She gave me a story that she was writing to herself in order to get it off her chest, and it was never meant to go to anyone. I bought it. She was a writer, and I had already discovered she wrote for hours on end. Still, I backed off. She was smarter than I took her for, and I landed up taking the prettier of the two remaining girls to my special event. Had a good time, too.

Things were very slow for about six weeks after that. There was distance. Still, we glanced at each other across the dance floor, and I was aware, as she was, that there was intense chemistry between us, and that’s something I just couldn’t ignore.  She burned me up, and she was hot.

So, the kissing and cuddling started again, and then, because things were getting complicated explaining why I couldn’t see her on Saturday night, I told her there was another woman. I thought she’d be okay with that. I mean honestly counts for something, doesn’t it?

My plans had come about because I knew that I couldn’t be in a single relationship anymore. They just never worked, and I got so hurt when we bust up that it took me months to get over it. I didn’t want to go through that again, and so planned on getting myself a harem full of women, and we could all live in the same house. They would love each other like sisters, and even make out with each other, and I would have sex with whoever took my fancy that night. And if one upset me, there’d be another to comfort me. Safe sex. No emotional involvement.

“Listen Sweetness,” I said, “You know, I’m not only seeing one other woman. I’m seeing two other women, and I’m aiming on collecting seven. That’s one for each day of the week. And I plan for all of us to live together in a big house, and you girls can play nicely together.” I even explained to her that I didn’t want to get hurt again. I’m a big man when it comes to being open with the ladies I like. I explained that I wanted us all to be together so that it was a great family experience.

Talk about fury!

She told me which bus to take to Mars and hoped that I suffocated in the non-air. Then she vanished, and it was another year before I saw her again.

I was surprised to find that I missed her, that I had felt a strong connection to her, and that it was a far deeper than just a bucketful of chemistry.

The other girls didn’t take to it too well either, and they all went off in their different directions as well.

Took me a year to realize that a harem wasn’t going to go down well. But now I know.