I had lunch with Jamie today, my friend from work. He was there the very first time I hit on Isabel. He asked about it.
"So, are you actually with that girl, the one from the club that night? The gorgeous one?" He was munching a sandwich but looking at me funny.
"Yeah. I guess you could say that. We see each other a couple times a week. Sometimes three."
Jamie doesn't say anything for a bit, then, "I heard she was lesbian, though."
"Who'd you hear that from?"
"I can believe that. She's bi. She likes girls. I've met a couple of the girls she hangs with, Jen and Christina. I don't care, it's good." I was acting a little more confident than I felt.
"Ah, I got it. So is she, like... still seeing girls? Oh my god, have you had a threesome with her?" Jamie started getting excited at the sudden thought.
"No, no. So far she and I have just been spending time together."
"Damn. You gotta try and see if she will do a threesome with you. It's so cool you are with a bi girl, and letting her keep sleeping with girls."
I wasn't going to tell him I wasn't 'letting' her sleep with girls. I have no control over it. It isn't even discussed. I don't know who she sleeps with or when.
I just know she doesn't sleep with me very often.
Of course, that's exactly what Jamie wanted to know. "So how is she in bed? I mean, she is about the hottest bitch I've seen in a long time. I'm jealous of you."
"She's... " I hesitated, a subconscious glitch in my brain. I was thinking about the last time I fucked Isabel. I lost consciousness. Ugh.
"She's damn good. A little unusual, kinky, I would say. But amazing. Truly amazing."
"So... I guess Valerie is rather pissed about you dumping her for Isabel, though." Jamie was finishing his sandwich and really digging into my personal life.
"Well, I have to tell you the truth, Isabel found out that I was seeing Val, and... well, she demanded that we either be together, or not. Isabel is better than Valerie in a lot of ways. So yeah, it was time. I felt really bad about Val, though. She's a great girl."
And she fucked me regularly, unlike Isabel.
"Well, I'm glad you got a girlfriend." Jamie is a good friend, even if he is a little pushy at times.
"Me too. I like being committed to one girl."
I realized then I liked being committed to Isabel. It wasn't so much the idea of being committed to a girl, not any girl. It was that I loved Isabel and wanted to be hers. I was committed to her. It felt really weird, it's the first time in my life I've felt that way.
Yet, I also realized that I hadn't been completely truthful about what is going on with Isabel. It was like I was embarrassed about what I did with Isabel, about just how kinky things had gotten and how I let her run roughshod over me. It made me wonder if I was being honest with myself.
After work tonight I went to Isabel's house and cleaned her wood flooring. She had me strip down naked while I did it, because she said she didn't want me to ruin my clothes, and besides she liked looking at my body. That made me feel good.
I kept thinking about how committed I was to Isabel, how I had told Jamie that, and it felt good. I liked being in Isabel's presence, helping her, doing things for her, obeying her.
At least she wasn't choking me out.
Something weird though. I spent the entire evening at her place naked, and she was clothed. Things like that have stopped bothering me. I remember they used to. Things just work differently with Isabel.
I am still wondering what's happening to me, but whatever it is, I like it. No, that's not right. I don't really like it, but... I need it. I need Isabel.