Wendy did not join Aisha and I in bed last night, nor the night before last.
Wendy found a young lady who Wendy thought was cool and interesting, and the feelings were reciprocated. So Wendy is with her new girlfriend. Well done for both of them, and luck and love.
I had constantly praised Wendy for what appeared to be an easy transition from homosexuality to bisexuality. In reality, she slept with us for access to Aisha. When Aisha was only home for little more than a day, Wendy would not sleep with me at all, even when I promised not to touch her. She would only appear once Aisha did. Once she did, Wendy was happy enough to have sex with me. Only when Aisha was there, however.
Wendy had hinted at leaving us eventually, and Aisha and I expected that it would happen. She said she, with her next girlfriend, would be totally honest. So,her new girlfriend knows she was in a three way relationship, and that Wendy enjoys performing fellatio. She claims it makes her feel very feminine,and I, gallant man that I am, was quite happy to oblige. Also, Wendy goes down on her pot dealer, a straight woman who does not care who does not really care the gender of whomever is licking her pussy. For this, Wendy gets her preferred mixture of chronic, white widow, and a touch of lemon kush, along with the medium weak sativa Courtney and Megan like. So, it is up to the new girl to decide if Wendy is the long haul women for her.
I worry about the practicalities. First, the marijuana supply. I do not think that it would be a problem for Wendy to stop by for a dinner with a few grams. Neither Aisha nor I smoke pot, but I like to watch Courtney and Megan. The real concern is that Aisha's pussy supply has dried up.