life had been getting pretty dull
you'd done the whole house/car/job/wife deal
to... mixed results
you'd gotten a nice white collar government gig
got the big house
got the... decent car
Carol was sort of distant lately
you'd been together out of college and she wasn't always like that
occasionally she'd bring up "excitement" or how she was "bored"
you'd been putting in double digit unpaid overtime for years every single week
you didn't have time for "excitement"
not like you enjoyed arguing but you felt annoyed when she brought it up
she was the one that suggested the foreign student housing for whatever reason
you had a spare guest room
you'd tried for kids but she didn't want one
wanted to focus on her "career"
there was a steady bitterness between you two that grew every day
looking at that guest room was part of it
so fine, better to have it occupied for the summer than an empty reminder
a student called Song Liling replied
from some province in China
the English from the reply letter wasn't perfect but it was better than you expected
that had sounded like a girl's name but the panda that greeted you at the door one morning was distinctly male
he held a duffle bag in front of himself and eagerly looked up to you
the tank top and short shorts covered nothing, showing off a lithe figure
well, this was your house guest
at least you'd get paid for it

the panda boy couldn't be more goddamn flamboyant
Carol had stepped out for the morning to the office
she was a defense contractor much the same as you
both of you overworked
but you had taken off to see to the new tenant
boss was a little miffed about it but would work Sunday to make up for it
engineering was a bitch sometimes
never really have an off day when any little flaw could set off a dozen calls to you
chain smoking and downing coffee by the gallon was a regular past time down there
you'd considered picking up the former but for now you partook in the latter
you had a coffee right now
your phone buzzed and you knew the text was from work
”off” was a lie
Song was, despite dressing like a gigolo, very polite during the home tour
his grasp of English was better than his writing
he would ask questions here and there
you didn't know if anything was really too alien from his upbringing
it was at least good to have someone else in the house
the whole DINK existence sort of sucked any fun out of a social life
so everyone else your age had kids
and without kids of your own it made it hard to get them to stick around
the single guys were usually a decade younger
you sort of felt out of place
so yeah, this panda hanging on your every word about your new fridge was welcome
when you caught yourself talking too much you apologized
he didn't come all the way to this country to look at a fridge
you just didn't get many guests
he said apologies weren't required
his voice was honeyed and the politeness didn't fade
Song just looked happy to be here
well that was one of you two
but you still apologized if you came off as demeaning and that was also politely dismissed as well
however, he was no doubt a smart guy
so you showed him the upper floor
he inquired about your office and you explained that was all very boring stuff
he wouldn't want to hear about that
but he disagreed
the panda was interested in engineering
how did he know you were an engineer?
he pointed to the draft table
oh yeah, that was obvious
but you couldn't speak a lot on your work
he accepted that and then you showed him the his room for the time being
the upstairs bathroom was across from his room
made it easy to point everything out
the panda set his bag down on the floor and bent over it to fetch out a change of clothes
you tried to ignore the little nub tail twitch that drew your eye to his butt and excused yourself to do some work from home
an off day was just a suggestion after all
there were emails to answer
Carol texted that she would be late
commute was a pain for both of you but living in the city was expensive even for you two
couldn't have a house this big in the city
you were deep in virtual paperwork and registered it and decided you'd push back on making dinner
you weren't a chef by any means but you at least could operate a microwave
working from home was strange
but you made yourself comfortable despite that
Song had long since gotten a shower from the sound of it
you didn't think much of that
that tail flick had been suppressed in your memory by a mountain of online correspondence
that and figuring what you would do for dinner
probably something simple like an alfredo sauce and pasta
you had leftover chicken from take out yesterday
good use of that
bit half assed but you'd make it work
though you'd have to ask Song before that if he had some weird allergies
might even be a vegetarian
God help you if he was one of those vegans
he was a panda after all
well worst case scenario you'd hold back the chicken
you had your mind set on pasta alfredo now and you wanted it
after dealing with these plans
you stood over the draft table and looked over the drawings
you weren't hashing out a new concept fighter like Carol
not that she could tell you much
instead just helping refine a torpedo design the Navy had their eyes on
your work was confidential too but you were allowed to bring home the drawings for it
Song clearing his throat startled you and he got a laugh out of your reaction
he wanted to let you know he'd be going out for a little bit to pick up some essentials
you offered to give him a ride but he didn't want to impose
that was nonsense
you needed a break from work for a while anyways
his outfit choice was as provocative as the one he greeted you at the door in
the crop top and short shorts seemed excessive but you weren't going to judge too harshly
you didn't have all that black and white fur
he accepted the ride and showed himself out to the minivan
guy had almost infectious energy
never had you seen someone so excited to ride in your SUV
you'd invested in it when you thought maybe Carol might change her mind about kids
perfect family vehicle
now it just guzzled gas and made you think about getting some kind of sedan
well Song at least enjoyed the extra room as he slid the shotgun seat all the way back and damn near leaned it until it was flat
five minute drive and the panda damn near sprawled out like he was taking a nap
you decided to ask him more about himself
since he knew the draft table was a thing you asked how knowledgeable he was
was he learning that in college?
”oh yes.”
well what sort of engineering?
Carol was in the same field as you but she and you weren't allowed to speak much on your work with one another
someone fresh in your field could be fun to chat with
”oh, well I like construction. bridges and concrete, you know.”
well that was a little different than from your area of expertise but you could bullshit enough to talk shop
he was studying with the intent of entering the workforce here eventually
kind of shocked China would let someone bright go
seemed like they would want to keep their own
especially in such a valuable field
but if that's what he wanted to strive for, he should go for it
you asked if he was happy back in China
”oh, yes. I…” he stopped to point out the store
you wondered how different his country was
would he be impressed by a grocery store?
you caught yourself being ridiculous
he was a panda
not some caveman that just discovered fire
grocery store changed your dinner plans a little
as in you were getting garlic bread
everyone loved garlic bread
the boy was far more energetic than you
you excused yourself at the door to pick up some stuff
he decided to follow
you asked if he was picking up his things
”I will,” he replied, “but I would like to walk around with you as a guide.”
it was a grocery store…
well the guy was just be trying to be friendly
you doubted he was going to find much interest in garlic bread and deodorant but you let him accompany you
sure enough, Song followed you through the bakery
he looked around curiously
you had seen bread before so this aisle didn't exactly contain any mystery
you weren't explaining bread to the panda
maybe he hadn't seen food in this volume before
it was hard to figure
garlic bread acquired, you headed over to toiletries
Song broke off from you here a little to grab his own stuff
you grabbed the cheap arm and hammer stuff
you weren't concerned with quality as long as it worked
when you left that spot of the shelves he made his way there
you didn't think he could sweat with that fur
you didn't think much of it and moved on to toothpaste
you glanced over and saw he'd popped the cap and he was smelling the deodorant
ok his region of the world had to have deodorant
right
maybe he was just an oddball
you grabbed a cheap toothpaste/brush pack and continued onward
his sneakers squeaked as he turned and followed you
you carried on with your errands and he would occasionally ask a question
at least he was comfortable around here
you asked if he needed anything else but he was fine
you had one last trip to grab mushrooms in case he wasn't keen on meat
it was a an easy filler
that reminded you
did he have any allergies?
”well, just peanuts.”
well damn
that must suck with Asian cooking
”tell me about it.”
well that was good to know
you hoped he didn't mind fettuccine alfredo
you kind of set your stomach on it now so no going back
well, if he objected you'd have changed up things but he'd apparently never had it so he couldn't say one way or another
well, today was a lot of firsts
might even break out the wine
could he drink?
”of course. I'm 22.”
well good news
white wine it was
he was friendly
so you could only imagine he'd get goofy if he got a little tipsy
had to be a lightweight
tiny as he was
you checked out and offered to pay for his stuff but he insisted on a separate transaction
he had an allowance and everything
declared he was a big boy
you wanted to laugh at that assertion
yeah, alright
home was a quick trip
Carol hadn't given a set time but you were hungry
worse case you'd have left overs ready for her
Song wanted to keep you company in the kitchen while you watched water slowly boil
well, that was always welcome
it was his turn to start asking you engineering questions
why did you want to do it? was the pay good? did you like it?
pretty cookiecutter stuff
he'd kicked his shoes off and leaned with his back on the kitchen island
not really watching you but still chatting
you were glad someone wanted to hang around the house
though talking about yourself was a little strange
you weren't one to dole out career or life advice and it felt like Song was trying to get some
you didn't feel comfortable giving life advice
but you answered best you could
talking about yourself this much wasn't something you'd done since your last job interview
Song was interested though
made watching water boil a little less dull though
”do you live here by yourself?”
oh right, Carol
you checked your phone
texted her that you were making dinner
you remarked to Song that no no
you were married
you sort of left it at that
you'd just met the guy
no reason to give out details of your love life
unhappy or not, Carol was your wife
so you left it at the fact you had a wife
Song was quiet for a little bit
the bubbling water was the only noise in the kitchen
before it began to border on uncomfortable you spoke up
did he have someone like that?
”nope.”
well he was still young
he'd have plenty of opportunity
you mentioned not meeting Carol until college
guy like him should have no problem
pasta in, you poured the sauce, chicken and mushrooms into one pan
Song hadn't objected to meat so might as well use all of it
garlic bread was tossed in the oven
dinner was almost ready
another text
Carol said thank you and she was almost home
that was a pleasant surprise
you let the sauce simmer a little and your patience was rewarded with the front door opening
Carol, a panda anthro in her 30s, wearily hung her coat and keys
she wasn't looking in your direction but did comment on the dinner smelling good

Carol smelled the air then turned
her eyes went to Song
he froze up
she froze up
you were busy with the finishing touches on dinner and didn't register the exchange
they held that look until you turned around with the pasta pot
Carol flashed her eyes back to you
she seemed to lose her composure but regained it quickly enough you barely noticed
must have been work kicking her ass
you were glad you did this in that case
she flashed a weary smile but said she'd get cleaned up before dinner
couldn't fault that
you left the pot on the table and told her to take her time
you weren't exactly starving to death at the moment and you wanted to eat dinner with her
despite her insisting you didn't have to wait up
Song was a little quiet
but he agreed to hold off
the panda shortstack that was your wife sighed about you being stubborn
but went to get her shower
maybe you should have mentioned to Song he wasn't the only panda in the house but by now the novelty was gone and Carol was
well, other than her being hotter than hell in the winter when you shared the bed
it was just mundane
Carol wasn't too long
maybe like twenty minutes
she came down in an old shirt and pajama pants
at least she was relaxed now
the three of you dug in and you decided to sort of break the ice
you brought up how Song had an interest in the same field the both of you pursued
that at least got Song to perk up
he said yeah, it was a passion
Carol scrutinized him
there was a awkward air to the dinner but you weren't sure how to address it
Carol wasn't normally like this with guests
and she'd been fine with the idea of a student staying here
complimenting the garlic bread seemed like the dumbest response
so your brain of course had went that route
Carol gave you a side glance
you coughed on the bread a little and spoke up after washing it down with some wine
you just replied that it was at least nice to see people in your field still
not that Carol or you were fossils
but you weren't seeing a lot of fresh meat entering the workforce lately
your wife glanced back at Song and he was unsure how to meet her gaze
”so, what field?”
her question was curt and very direct
Song gave it a seconds thought before he replied “buildings”
he was handling the grilling well at least
the shift in Carol's attitude was strange
bit you you felt like bringing it up at the dinner table in front of a guest was a bad idea
you'd have to ask her later
starting some argument in front of what was still a stranger wasn't your idea of a fun evening
Carol and you had argued before
been angry and not spoken for days
you didn't want that
this behavior was strange though
she'd known Song was coming
you just couldn't figure it out
so you attempted to lighten the mood
this time you didn't bring up the garlic bread
instead deciding to change the subject to something else
how did Song like his trip here
you'd done small talk before with him but hopefully involving Carol in it would ease tensions
he had mentioned never being in America before this
Carol was about the same boat there
she'd come from overseas to go to an American school
she'd gotten all the paperwork done and been here since then
maybe they could chat about that?
neither seemed to be taking the bait though
just sort of chit chat but you weren't getting a hallmark moment out of them
well, you ate and sort of hoped it would sort itself out
this was new territory for you
both pandas were acting damn near unusual
Carol was visibly bothered by something and Song wasn't making eye contact
dinner was getting tense but Song finally told you thank you after quickly finishing his plate off
when he left the room and went upstairs you looked to your wife
she looked to you
”bedroom?”
what?
you weren't prepared for Carol that night
she practically tore your pants off
in the morning you were weary but work was calling
your wife was already up
the master bedroom had its own bathroom and she was stepping out of the shower
she liked getting cleaned up before and after work
very neat
she was getting dressed so it was your shift in the bathroom
you couldn't explain why Carol reacted like that
your marriage wasn't completely sexless but the woman pounced on you last night
you'd fully expected an argument after dinner but got that instead
she was out the door before you were done
yesterday was a nice break but the office was calling
Song had made you breakfast, taking you off guard
but you accepted the meal and headed out
the next couple weeks were weird
Song was trying to be friendly to you but it seemed like Carol would give him silent anger
you didn't know how to approach it
Carol was your wife
no matter what you'd disagree on, you'd take her side in most cases
but Song seemed like a good kid, if socially awkward
you couldn't really have them I the same room for long
it wasn't like your wife was violent
it was just very cold
but to you it had been insane
her sex drive was like when you two just met
she couldn't keep her hands off you in the bedroom
some sort of switch had been flipped
when she wasn't around Song was usually attempting friendly conversation
really getting to know you
offered to help around the house when he could
but the damndest thing happened with laundry one day
he said he damaged one of your shirts by accident
how does one damage a shirt?
he couldn't really clarify
you wanted to sew what he meant but he said he already threw the shirt out
well that was strange
he at least offered to pay for a new one but it wasn't a big deal
you were overdue for a new couple of shirts anyways
Song was a pretty good cook though
no idea how a Chinese panda knew how to make a top quality burger but that was a pleasant surprise
he was at least settling in America easily
as far as you could tell
you'd have to put your foot down about him doing everything
guest didn't mean choreboy
you told him you didn't want him feeling obligated to serve you
he wanted to object but occasionally you'd need to do things for yourself
but you appreciated the help
”does your wife do much around the house?”
well, sort of
Carol was usually busier than you
when she came home today she sort of made Song slink out of the room
so you had to talk about this
it was going to be a miserable time if you let it continue
with the newfound privacy you had to ask Carol what was going on
she was on edge and it was obvious
she looked over her shoulder to make sure you two were alone
”you can't be that oblivious.”
your face was easy to read
you weren't dense but you didn't know where she was going with this
she gestured upstairs
”you really can't tell? really?”
her voice was low but the tone was obviously angry
you spoke up
you didn't know what you did to upset her but-
”not you.”
wait
then Song?
”he's been horny as a dog this whole time.”
yeah but why was she angry
she glared and folded her arms
you knew that look
at the risk of sleeping on the couch you said the kid was young
wasn't that normal
”not when he's flooding the house with hormones and they're all directed at you.”
you had to hear that again
what did she mean by that?
”it means our little guest wants to repopulate the entire species with you. don't know why but he's been making the house nonstop smell like young horny panda. how do you not notice that?”
well you had to remind her she was more sensitive to such matters
she slapped her forehead
her paw hid her face
you figured Song was playing for the other team
no straight man wears shirts like that
but Carol was implying he was into you
that made you look past the kitchen and make sure the young panda still was upstairs
your wife finally relaxed a little
was that why she was so… active?
”kind of hard not to be when that little twink is bombarding your senses.”
for once you didn't get anthros
she was horny because he was?
was she going to be ok?
she sighed and nodded her head
that venting seemed to take a lot of weight off her shoulders
you moved to embrace her and she relaxed and leaned into you
you glanced up and saw Song was peeking from his room
you said nothing
he noticed and pretended to busy himself back in his room
this had become very awkward
you didn't really know what to do
you stood there holding Carol
she sniffed your shirt
then started undoing your pants
you quietly objected but she was already on her knees
you were getting a sloppy blowjob as soon as you were pushed on the couch
you did your best to keep quiet
she was stubborn and your dick was in her mouth
your worst worries were realized when you looked upstairs and saw Song watching
you tried to push your wife and pointed out your guest
two things made the whole thing more awkward
Carol kept blowing you
and you glanced over and Song was fondling himself through his shorts
the fuck was going on here?
you weren't proud when you nutted
your wife swallowed and locked eyes with the twink standing upstairs that was clearly close to his own orgasm
Carol didn't look pissed this time
why wasn't she pissed at him now?
why did Song look you in the eyes when he bit his hand and came in his shorts?
she hadn't pulled off your dick
in fact she'd taken it hostage
Song was breathing heavy
he whipped out his dick
this wasn't appropriate at all
they seemed to play off each other now
Carol was… showing you off to the panda?
or asserting her dominance?
either way your dick was getting worked over again while Song watched the show
you kept looking between your wife and the guest
and you noticed Song was slowly coming downstairs
was she encouraging him?
fucking panda hormones
you were no pushover but you really didn't know how to react to all this
it was sudden
your head was spinning
your legs were pinned to the couch by your wife
another objection was squashed by her deliberately scraping her teeth on the shaft
just enough of a graze to get your attention
she unbuttoned her shirt and once more glanced over to Song
he was following suit
why was he also wearing a bra?
with a pop, Carol pulled back and gestured to the houseguest
Song's cock bobbed as he cautiously came forward and around the couch
he approached
both pandas seemed to be a working on a wavelength you didn't grasp
you were confused
enough that your erection wasn't overriding your judgment
you spoke up
wasn't this sort of sudden?
Carol offered your dick to the boy like offering a bag of chips
all the while your wife made eye contact
it was her time to speak up
she seemed amused with herself as Song kneeled at the couch
”I think I'm going to stop taking birth control at this rate.”
what?
you had a moment to grasp the implication before the panda boy started lovingly kissing the tip of your dick
”you heard me.”
she fondled your balls in her palm
while a guy was bathing the head of your cock in kisses
you were very confused right now
she wouldn't break eye contact with you
all the while, Song was enjoying himself
stroking his own dick while working yours
this guy was a stranger
your houseguest
a man
why was Carol just signing off on this?
why wasn't your dick going down?
he started working the shaft with his paw
Carol interjected to give a few kisses along the shaft and tip, careful to swirl her tounge along the head
then she whispered something to Song and then the boy mirrored her technique
what was going on here?
they took turns assaulting your cock
Carol would occasionally delight in forcing the guy to deepthroat you and gag
then show she'd gotten rid of her gag reflex in college while dating you
you were looking down at both of them fondling and kissing
Carol would have to push her black hair back
Song had tied his back long before this
this had to be some dream
when you were about to nut, Carol grabbed back the cock and swallowed this next load
the boy looked on anxiously
your wife glanced to him and popped off your cock
her breath was ragged
he was flushed and still rock hard from the looks of it
you'd had a guy sucking your cock
and you came to the sensation
and your wife had made it happen
this was unbelievable
you laid back on the couch
your wife wasn't the only one out of it
”can I?”
Song made you perk up
he was watching you and your wife for a response
”be my guest.”
Carol?
he starting stroking himself again
and you really got a good look at the display
for a guy
he was pretty
the way his chest heaved and his nipples poked out of his black and white fur drew your attention to that region
then your eyes went down to the throbbing red erection he was pawing at
the panda blasted another nut over your couch, Carol and you
he collapsed against your legs and looked towards you, his face close enough to your crotch the breath hit your cock
two sets of eyes looked to you
this had to be a dream
what the hell
you rubbed your face
there wasn't an afterglow so much as an awkward silence
your heart was slowing down and you were coming down from the high of it all
neither your wife nor the new guest said anything
but their weight never left
you were beyond tempted to see if you'd sit up, awake from a dream
but it never happened
the reality was exactly what happened
confronting that was something you really didn't like the idea of
you sort of just let it happen too
you could have told either of those two no
could have pushed Carol off
you just kind of let it go on
you had to think about what that meant that you actually enjoyed yourself
you came that second time to a guy's mouth
in front of your approving wife
after she was ranting about Song crushing on you
what had come over Carol?
both the pandas were tuckered out
you looked up at the ceiling
your marriage came to this?
your life?
you held your hands towards your face and replayed everything
it still seemed unreal
a fantasy
you finally spoke up
what the fuck was that?
you weren't angry, just confused as hell
you looked to your wife, resting on your legs
you'd known her for years
this was so out there
she was so reserved nowadays
she wasn't one for impromptu fucking to begin with
she sighed and relaxed against you
”well, I said I wanted some excitement right?”
she softly laughed
you looked to Song and he really tried to avoid eye contact now
it was true, she'd brought up shaking up things but you just assumed that meant like that meant like yoga classes or something
not a bisexual threesome in the living room
something made you flashback too
what did she mean about birth control?
was that just dirty talk?
”nope,” she flicked your soft dick with a finger and nuzzled against your leg
she wanted kids?
it had been a sore spot for so long and she'd put her foot down for her career
you just never expected it to happen
”I'm,” the new house guest spoke up softly, “I'm sorry.”
he was still avoiding eye contact
Carol grabbed the back of his head and pushed his snout against your cock
”there's better ways to apologize with that mouth you know.”
you were willing to bet the young panda's hormones were making your wife absolutely feral
it was the most logical conclusion
you didn't want her like under the influence though
you didn't know how all this worked but you didn't want to fuck up your marriage
you looked to her
was she OK?
did she really want this?
it was all so drastic you felt like indulging might be a mistake
having a family with her at long last would be ideal
the dream
but you didn't want it if it was earned through basically chemically drugging her
you were still conflicted
Carol finally released your legs
she wants kids now?
it just felt too good to be true
Song stood up too and you sat there for a moment before you felt shame for having your dick out
the guest was going upstairs and your wife was heating up a meal in the microwave like that was just… normal
unreal
well you were coming down from that high
you approached the kitchen, now very confused
Carol?
what the fuck?
she handed you a beer from the fridge and then went to get her meal from the microwave
like that all didn't just happen
you weren't furious or anything like that
just very concerned
she seemed to have more pep in her step
when her eyes met yours she was far more relaxed than usual
she sipped her own beer and stood at the island counter
the silence hung for a moment before she finally spoke up
”before you say any more I want to point out I wanted it.”
well, she could read your face at least
you were still weirded out by the whole thing
you'd never really thought of a threesome before
let alone with a guy
when you pointed that out she laughed into the next sip of beer
”well, I had to show the new boy who's boss didn't I?”
you wanted to make sure Song wasn't eavesdropping again
you were in the clear when you looked out at the living room
you'd have to figure out out to get cum stains out of a couch though
this was a strange side to Carol though
definitely hadn't seen her this wild before
you swigged down your beer and looked in the fridge for leftovers
the whole situation wasn't so unreal you didn't have an appetite
you stood there at the counter and silently ate
Carol leaned back against the counter
today had been a bombshell
noodles were cold
maybe you were being dramatic
but you were unprepared for all of that
Carol put her dish in the washer and walked next to you
she sensed something was off
”I know it was sudden. but didn't it feel good?”
you sighed
yeah it did
you couldn't lie about that
but wasn't this strange to her?
”yeah, I'm still a little lightheaded but I had fun.”
by having a guy blow you?
she laughed and leaned into you
”well at least he understood the pecking order.”
this was strange but at least she didn't seem to regret it
you were clearly on the fence about it
but she was affectionate in a way you hadn't seen in a long time
you weren't exactly won over but you had to admit you were sort of riding a high now
maybe you could sleep on it
Carol grabbed your crotch through your pants
maybe you weren't getting much sleep
like a switch, your sex life and overall marriage was recovered
Carol was insatiable
you were still a little hesitant when she would allow Song to help
he was basically a fluffer
you hated to admit he was getting great at blowjobs
Song was starting to look cuter and cuter
and get better at what he was doing
over the course of a month, the guy was invited into your bedroom as regular
your wife was clearly into some stuff you'd never imagined
she would take her load then gave Song permission to play
past hesitation was long since gone
Carol had encouraged both you and Song to get friendly with each other
was it wise strange to see your wife get off to this
but when you had for sure gotten her pregnant that's when this got weirder
she was happy to text you the positive test
both of you were on your respective lunch breaks
then she texted you some cryptic thing about how now Song has her permission now?
what?
you had to immediately respond
what did she mean by that?
permission
permission for what?
the delight over having a kid now was slightly overshadowed by her now silence
then she shot back
”you'll just have to ask him tonight.”
when did you marry such a schemer
you were still confused
the rest of the day's work barely distracted you
she wouldn't clarify
just left it at that
you texted Song
maybe he knew something
what did she mean by he had permission now?
what had happened?
what were both of them doing?
he was quiet
leaving you on read
concerning
the trouble came when you noticed Carol was right in the drove behind you
like she timed getting off work to close to you
the house wasn't very well lit
your wife cruised in behind your car as you were
she wouldn't offer much of an explanation face to face
instead allowing you into the house first
you looked around the dark house before flicking on the light
why were these two making backroom deals that entailed what?
Song was posing on the couch in a cheongsam dress
one leg raised with his paw on his knee
”I told him white was a good color for it,” Carol remarked as she hung up her purse
like there wasn't just a panda boy giving you bedroom eyes in the living room
well it was very clear just what they'd intended
just as clear as it was that Song wasn't wearing underwear
the dress exposed up to the hip
white and black fur
Carol patted your ass
”go on already. he got all dolled up and everything.”
she was encouraging this
Song seemed content
but
”where's all that energy you had for getting me knocked up?”
you couldn't protest this on grounds of him being a him
you'd enjoyed his blowjobs
but this was a little more than blowjobs
also those blowjobs had resulted in fucking your wife
you had a hunch and it was pretty much right seeing that dress
that hugged Song's slender frame
his legs bare to the world
your eyes went to his clawed toes flexing
he was wearing his hair out
you didn't used to be into men
but could Song be described as masculine?
his shoulders were broader than Carol's
he had an Adam's apple
but despite those qualities he barely seemed to register as a man
definitely not some muscled dude
so maybe you weren't into guys
just Song
he was waiting for you to make a move and your wife was going upstairs to get a shower
”you kids don't have too much fun until I'm back.”
so was she putting him up to this?
you took a seat next to the panda and he looked to you for a reaction
he was sporting a barely concealed erection under the dress
Song seemed timid but you could tell he was hopeful
”so,” he quietly asked, “do you like it?”
you had to admit he had the legs for it
his voice was soft and sweet
he moved to hug those legs
did he really want to wear this?
”well, yes.”
and you assumed the permission thing was your wife giving him the go to go further with you
he nodded at your question
and he was ok with that?
he wanted that?
a soft grin formed on his face behind his knees
you just wanted to make sure he was alright with all this
it was unusual for you
he released his legs from the hug and his foot ended up over your crotch
so that was his answer
you'd gone from barely having a sex life any more to these two ready to damn near kill you
Song flashed a warm smile as his paw pad nudged your cock to attention
you gulped involuntarily
that only encouraged Song
the panda didn't stop when your wife came down
Carol had gotten a quick shower
she was in some comfortable pajamas
and as she walked by to the kitchen she dropped a box of condoms into Song's hands
he read the package while rubbing your dick through your pants
Carol almost sipped on a glass of wine before coming over and handing it to you
she didn't think this was strange at all
you worried if this had gone to far
then Song's toes gripped around your dick and the rubbing became intentional stroking
you grit your teeth and thrust up
you took the offered wine and gulped it down
the situation had gotten out of hand but you really didn't know if that was a bad thing
you were starting to enjoy all this
Song was practically doting on you and Carol had become affectionate and playful again
the two of them were practically working well off each other and you were reaping the rewards
but it still felt too good to be true
polygamy wasn't exactly something you were prepared for
but your wife was fine with it, you had a baby on the way and your sex life was better than ever
still unreal
no amount of time would make this come off as mundane
at least as far as you figured
Song thanked your wife for getting the lubricated ones
well, mystery solved by what your wife meant by permission
not that you hadn't already pieced that together
Song actually undid your pants with his slender foot
why and how was he so good at that?

you didn't remember agreeing to go this far
sure
he'd blown you
multiple times
but that was all Carol's idea
you were just…
so excited to fix your marriage
your dick was hard now
because of Song
but
you looked over to your wife and she had heated up a dinner while she went about a few emails on her phone
as great as the sex was before this was sort of like having the training wheels ripped off a bike
going downhill
this was a lot to take in
Carol had been there before to sweeten the deal
it was her and you plus Song
that was a little weird
but this now was all the panda boy's show
Carol walked past and ruffled up your hair
”don't wear him out too much. he has work tomorrow.”
”of course.”
Song smiled as you shifted in the seat
you felt like you didn't have much say here
your wife went upstairs and then Song spoke up
he was a little more confident now
he chose his next words carefully and to his credit they worked
”have you ever gotten a massage before?”
it was weird to have him make small talk in such a manner while his foot was toying with you
he seemed to enjoy the look on your face
before he sort of took Carol's lead
maybe her giving him the go ahead made him feel bolder
he knew you were hard
and you had to admit he was the cause
reservations aside, he was clearly good at this
you finally admitted that no you'd never had a massage
never really seemed like priority
boy that was enough to make the panda smile
you'd seen that smile on Carol
anyone ever thinking pandas were peaceful and cuddly had never shared a bed with one
Carol could be affectionate
but you had scratch marks for years
that smile from Song was a promise
the dress was obviously tenting as he continued
”well, a couch isn't exactly ideal for this but I think I can make this work.”
but…
”please. allow me to relieve you. work must be stressful.”
well, he was sort of right there
his foot was deftly stroking you through your underwear
when you groaned he barely suppressed his giggle
”the man of the house deserves relief. don't you agree?”
hard to believe this was the same guy that talked about engineering with you when he first walked into the house
his foot pads were amazingly soft when he pulled your boxers open and pressed them against your now bare dick
you were still unsure about a massage though
”I bet you have a lot of tension.”
one way of putting it
the panda was making an aggressive sales pitch at this point
the guy had looked so much like a novice when he first did that blowjob
now he looked almost in control
maybe your wife had instilled some confidence in him
he just seemed somewhat bolder
”why not allow me to relieve that tension? you should strip.”
yeah, very bold
his foot was still working you over
it was getting harder to find excuses
he wasn't demanding though
it was all suggestions
despite the newfound confidence there was still a feeling of submission
he wanted to do this for you
you probably would regret this but you decided to unbutton your shirt
he watched and you could see the eager look in your eye, his other foot joining in and openly stroking you together with its partner
it made you jerk up a little
you didn't know you could be into such a thing
he was making a good sell on it
”let's work out this tension first then I will work on your back. those shoulders look tight.”
you'd never had a backrub and you had to admit if his hands were as skilled as his feet you might like it
the panda was enjoying the feeling
when he started stroking you faster you felt like you were going crazy
you could stop this
just say no
but it was like you were caught up in the moment
you couldn't really offer up any excuse why you let it continue
he was a guy
and you were about to cum from him working you over
he saw the precum leaking from the tip
the guy was fascinated with it
he started working faster
you gripped tightly at the sofa cushion
his feet made you cum
a guy did that independently of your wife
Song was pleased with himself judging by the smile
your breath was ragged
you did a double take when he decided to show off his flexibility by licking your cum off his foot
he was actually that limber
holy shit
he made eye contact with you the whole time
reminded you of a cat
the twink then showed you his tongue
he swallowed
in a roundabout way
”I hope I was adequate,” he remarked with a soft smile
”let's get you on your stomach. I'm not done yet.”
he paused for your reaction
oh right
the backrub
well, you'd gone this far
maybe a backrub would be more innocent
did Carol really sign off on all this?
you were still a little hesitant but he gently urged you
you'd already unbuttoned your shirt at his insistence
but he wanted it to go further
you sighed
he'd just gotten you off
you had to admit a guy had done that
even if he looked damn near like a girl in that dress
outside his shoulders and the tent on that fabric, one might make that mistake at a glance
he was eager to get your shirt off but he also was eager to be submissive to you
he wasn't forceful
he eventually crawled over and started kissing your chest
trying to make his point with his body
he was winning you over
the whole situation still felt surreal
he broke away from worship to speak again
”please, allow me.”
he pleaded with those eyes
damn
when you got up to take off your shirt he gave you room
you wondered if he was always like this and was just feigning naiveté when he first came into the house
or did Carol and him create some kind of loop where both were horny and they agreed you were the target
you'd have to talk to Carol about this later
for now you'd allow him to give you a rundown
”the pants too, please.”
you hesitated for a moment
then did so
God this poor couch was going to smell like horny panda forever now
he allowed you to lay down on your stomach and he felt very light as he sat on your lower back
he was gentle as he sat down and started working over your shoulders with his paws
the panda gingerly rubbed your back muscles
his touch was gentle
you relaxed your face against a couch cushion
slowly he worked the knots out of your shoulders
he was as skilled with his hands as his feet
you ignored the wet spot on your back
you didn't know how he could get aroused giving you a massage
the weight pressing onto your back was almost comforting because he was practically a feather
soft paws kept working
you almost felt tempted to fall asleep after five minutes of his work
the temptation was too strong or your day was too long
you drifted off to sleep while he kept kneading you
you would have kept sleeping if something slightly cold hadn't prodded your armpit
you'd had your arms folded in front of you
when you shot your head up Song slightly shifted
the guy was lightweight enough you barely registered how he moved
”relax,” he softly cooed
he repeated it as he continued the massage
his paws carefully working over your shoulders
it did indeed feel good
no idea what had happened while you were out but you didn't worry about it
precum dripped on your back occasionally
again, no idea how him massaging you was turning him on
but you relaxed as he suggested
took a deep breath and loosened up
he applied a little weight to his paws to really work out your shoulders
”so tense,” he whispered
you realized he was slowly grinding on your back as he gave his backrub
this guy was a little peculiar
but he'd gotten you off with his feet so you couldn't exactly judge
you accepted it for now
partially because holy shit was he right a backrub felt amazing
his paws were just obliterating any tension in your muscles
you wondered if he was some sort of professional at this
maybe a skill he picked up down the road
he groaned and gripped your shoulders
he was cumming across your back
he muttered a single “fuck”
then apologized
he'd humped against you until climax
”I should have more self control.”
well tonight had already gotten weird as is
not exactly all that out of the ordinary after everything that had preceded it
you had to ask over your shoulder
just what did he see in you to do this sort of thing?
shouldn't the whole hormones thing make him run at your wife?
”you are such a… man. it's intoxicating. when I set foot on your doorstep I hadn't imagined this. I guess you could say I have a thing for someone as experienced and masculine such as yourself.”
so he had a thing for older men
but humans?
”oh especially humans. you don't realize how exotic you look to us.”
he went back to shoulder rubs
”then there's that whole taboo. I'm expected to come back home and marry a nice girl and raise a son.”
you take it he didn't want to
”hell no. over here I can even dress how I want. my father would hit me if he saw me dressed like this.”
well that was unfortunate
he was a nice guy and didn't deserve that
”perhaps, I may stay. have you ever heard of a concubine? would you mind one?”
oh he was bold for someone as submissive as he was
your marriage was getting stranger by the day
Song was eager to please you
it was so strange
he almost felt like he was auditioning for your attention
you didn't know if this was a cultural thing or what
Carol wasn't like this
the guy was just eager to prove himself
it was kind of cute but you didn't want him to be a full time sycophant
what was all this
you were still a little hesitant with all this but had to admit the attention from both of them felt nice
maybe you shouldn't revel in this
maybe
the temptation was strong
he'd made a compelling argument
you were getting treated like royalty
but you still felt like it wasn't earned
just felt strange
you were still very hesitant to completely accept it all
but the idea was growing on you

Song was enticing you and he was making a compelling argument
your back hadn't felt this good in years
not that you did a lot of hard labor to make it fucked up
the years catch up to you regardless
you were aware of the whole concubine thing
there was still some doubt in your mind just because this all felt too good
he liked you for being a man but why were you specifically the lucky guy
it all seemed too good to be true
the urge to ignore your doubts was there
his paws were working your worries away but you couldn't help but imagine this was too ideal
felt like something out of some kinky porno
Song asked if you were satisfied
you nodded yes
at least he was good at this
you really were wondering what Carol was thinking about all this
you didn't have much reason to suspect your wife but you couldn't shake that something felt off
but she'd been there with you two
she'd even pushed Song to take your cock to the base
repeatedly
maybe you'd talk to her about it tonight
Song grabbed a tissue off the coffee table and wiped his cum off your back
”now let's do your front. I'm sure I can find tension there.”
not exactly subtle
but you still had a raging erection from him
where you going to go through with this?
probably
Song got up to allow you to spin around
he looked a little ragged
the dress was tenting again
he slipped it off and gently hung it off a nearby chair
he was completely nude now
his body was slender but soft in the right places
not exactly completely feminine
but still
when you dick twitched his eyes shot to it
even with the underwear on it was obvious
God, this pour couch had seen some shit
might need plastic covers for the furniture in the future
you were seriously considering this next step
you'd seen his ass
you knew this wouldn't end at blowjobs
you didn't have a point of reference for this
Carol was shy about butt stuff
sort of ironic given she'd sold off Song's ass to you
would you hurt him?
would it feel weird?
bad?
you didn't know
your dick wasn't exactly giving you answers
he approached quietly
while this was clearly over your head, you had to admit you were enjoying it
maybe a little too much
felt a little greedy
his mention of concubines made your mind go to some emperor lazily collecting tribute
you didn't quite imagine yourself in those shoes
felt too indulgent
yet here you were, watching this slender panda boy stand over you, waiting for you
he was still a mixture of submissive with barely contained lusts
he held his paws together behind his back as his dick leaked at watching yours
he was eager but wanted you to give the go ahead
you still found this all unbelievable
he was a guy
but your body clearly didn't care
when you pulled your underwear off his eyes followed your dick
what had your wife signed you up for?
and why weren't you objecting to it?
he went for the box of condoms and tore the package open like it was Christmas
he knew he was getting your attention and he wanted to go further
you couldn't really see what he saw in you to make him act like all this
maybe you'd just been the first guy he'd been around like this
hard to say
God you'd need to talk to Carol about this later
then Song gently slid the lubed condom over your cock with the utmost affection someone could show a dick
”I've practiced a little but never with something as big as this.”
his voice was soft as he squeezed around the base with his paw
”please be gentle, at least for now.”
he practically gave you puppy dog eyes before he straddled your stomach
he sat there for a moment
you couldn't say why he was pausing
the guy was still new to you
he reached behind his back and pressed your dick between his cheeks
just held it there
he looked down at you as your dick throbbed against his hole
he smiled softly
”if,” he calmly broke the silence, “you do not desire me, you may speak your mind. I will understand.”
he'd finally caught your mixed feelings
he stroked your cock with his paw
”a man like you deserves much affection.”
he titled his head a little, measuring your reaction
”no insult meant to your wife,” he continued
”I only want to provide even more.”
he pleaded with you with his eyes
he wanted the go ahead
was this unusual?
yes
your dick hadn't gone down
and…
Carol did give the go ahead
maybe
you thought on it for a moment
he didn't say anything
just focusing on softly rubbing against your dick
one finger ran the base to tip
and back down
he was serious about this?
he nodded
the panda narrowed his eyes as he felt the cock against him twitch
he could sense your self control leaving your body
was it even there to begin with?
how was this different from anything you'd done before?
that argument finally made your mind up for you
you finally agreed and he rose up to prod his hole
he grit his teeth and you realized he really was new to all this
of course he'd probably only fingered himself or something
you began to reach for him but he stopped you
”I have to try harder, that's all.”
he was breathing hard as he tried to force it
but you didn't want to hurt him
you didn't expect Carol to pitch a bottle to him
she'd come down for a drink of water
he looked at the bottle and realized she'd given him lube
the condom clearly wasn't enough in this case
your wife got her glass and ruffled your hair as she went back upstairs
you weren't exactly experienced with anal
Song was probably more knowledgeable there
he emptied the entire bottle over your cock
the plastic bottle was tossed aside
you hoped he knew more about this than you did
last thing you wanted is a late hospital trip and an awkward explanation
he rubbed the head over his hole
breathed deep
then slowly, his muscles relaxed enough
it was slow
the panda was constricting your cock
that tight ring was clamping down hard as he slowly pushed down
he grit his teeth again and stopped
you told him it was alright
he didn't have to do this
”no,” he meekly replied, “let me do this.”
he shifted his weight and slid down further
his twitching cock leaked as he worked himself down on you
when he finally sat against your lap, he breathed out a soft sigh
then smiled down, his ass clamping tight against its invader
”this is the least I can offer.”
his body tensed and relaxed
he was unsure of what to do next and you wanted to let him set his own pace
he rolled his hips a little, testing how it felt
”is it to your liking?”
he was tight
very tight
the pressure on your dick was unlike anything you'd felt before
the panda boy seemed content with himself
it felt natural to rest your hands on his hips and he enjoyed that
his hands rested over yours
he smiled down and wiggled down on your lap
you couldn't see his nub tail twitching but it indeed was
this still felt surreal
Carol wanted a family but signed off your dick to a guy that wanted to be the backup wife
no one would ever believe that if you told them
slowly, Song pulled himself up
a move that was easier than impaling himself
his ass clung to you
his legs pushed him up until the tip was the only part in him
then he slowly dropped down
he set the pace nice and slow
eventually his hands went for his own cock and to tease his nipples
his breath was steady as he kept quietly fucking himself on you
he knew your eyes were fixated on him and he clearly wanted to give you a show
the massage had already felt amazing
but this was something else
despite the condom, he was making you feel great
and clearly enjoying that
the panda allowed his body to relax and accept the dick before he started any sort of riding
it was time consuming but you weren't about to push him
he did ask for gentle
not like you would go all hard-core with Carol either
you weren't some porn star
neither were they
the guy was starting to set a slow rhythm
deep strokes
meanwhile his hands were frantic to get himself off
you gripped his hips and let him take his time
an idea struck you though
one hand went up to his free nipple
he bucked and leaked precum onto your stomach
so he liked that shit
good to know
your other hand still occupied his hip
you were balls deep in a guy
and you liked it
learning a lot about yourself here
Song whimpered a little and you stopped for a second before he pleaded you to keep going
he was actually cute with how eager he was
the lube had done its job, making it easy to slide in and out despite how tight he was
and Carol gave him that shit
you two never did anal so she purposely got it for Song
yeah, weird marriage
but right now you were having a hard time thinking of how hot he felt even through the condom
he leaned over you as he kept riding
you decided to do something even more reckless and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him all the way down for a kiss
he wasn't expecting that
you quickly broke the kiss and allowed him freedom again
”so… you like it?”
yeah
you couldn't lie
not during all this
so you had to admit the truth
it would no doubt be weird as hell after you came
you might regret it
right now he'd convinced you to keep going
especially with how cute he sounded while exerting himself
he was bouncing on it now
he leaned back to work that into his thrust down
there was a temptation to slam up to meet him
being completely passive wasn't in your nature
however, you didn't want to hurt him
maybe a next time
was there a next time?
you wondered if you'd regret this
maybe it would become strange around the house between Carol and you
then Song cried out your name and climaxed
all the while he didn't stop riding you
he rode you through his orgasm
his body clenched up with each burst from his dick
that sensation was unreal
if you didn't have the condom on you might have came along with him
watching him was something
when he finally relaxed again he asked if you were enjoying yourself
that was actually funny
he was so worried about your approval
just came harder than anything you'd ever done and his first thought after was to ask if you were having a good time
you remarked that yes
you still worried that you might come to regret this afterwards
come to your senses about how odd all this was
that fear was in the back of your mind
Song shocked you by spinning around on your cock
he was facing away from you
”this position will allow me to thrust my hips down harder.”
so he was done taking it slow
this was about getting you off
well, you appreciated the sentiment
his ass was sort of thick for someone as slender
maybe he did squats or something
he was certainly talented with his hips
his little nub tail occasionally wagged a little as he bottomed out on you
he was eager to finish you now
you watched your cock disappear into that pink hole
he'd braced his hands on your legs so he could ride you
his own dick was completely ignored now

Song was sort of scrawny for a guy
slender
still sort of had an ass on him
that much was obvious as you watched it bounce on your lap
you still let the panda set his own pace
he was riding you rough
trying his hardest to get you to cum
you don't know if it was intentional but it sounded like he was murmuring in his native tongue
his English apparently forgotten in the heat of passion
Mandarin wasn't exactly your strong suit but the tone was pleading
perhaps you imagined that
not like you could make heads or tails of it and honestly it wasn't exactly a priority
so an idea formed in your head despite the distraction clamping on your dick like a vice
your hands gripped his hips tightly
maybe you'd help the guy along a little
it wasn't like he was doing a bad job
but you also wanted to cum sooner rather than later
the fear of post nut clarity ruining this was not longer a factor
he gave a long drawn out moan when you gently pushed your hips up to meet his
he was working so hard to please you but you were done being lazy
why not see if you could get a reaction from him?
make him see stars
this was growing on you
Carol might have been right about this
about fucking Song
you were going to cum in him
when he worked his hips even harder to meet yours you were certain
you hadn't wanted this
but now
things were different
yeah Song was a keeper
he had trouble sticking to one language now
coherent in general
once you actually turned the heat up a little, Song fed off it and returned it in kind
both of you were so lost in it you missed Carol taking a photo from the stairs
there was a familiar build up
you knew you were going to cum
you could feel it
his ass was wringing you out and he knew it
he was pushing himself harder
the smooth fur of his ass pressed against your bare skin
in a way it was actually maddening to have the condom on
you almost wanted to rip it off and go in raw
breed Song like you bred Carol
he shot a load hands-free across the couch as he cursed out in Mandarin
you real didn't think about what he said
his voice was sweet even when swearing in that weird language
an idea hit you
you moved your hands up and pulled his back to your chest
testing his flexibility all the while you didn't stop thrusting
the guy was so tight and hot
details were getting hazy
hard to think
Carol had moved onto filming from her vantage point
neither of you had noticed, too swept up in the act
she watched from the railing with a bemused look on her face
when you came he must have felt it, moving his head so he could clumsily kiss you
you'd buried yourself to the hilt and growled into his mouth as the condom took the load
the strange thing was the doubt you worried would creep into your head the second you finished never came
the panda boy lazily reclined on you
his fur was warm
both of you were spent
footsteps on the stairs made you aware of your wife
that this all happened at her insistence was bizarre
but for the moment you were relaxed
Song was content to lay on top of you, your dick still wedged in him
the boy was exhausted, merely looking up to see Carol
he pushed his ass down tightly against the base of your cock
asserting some sort of claim to it for the moment
instead Carol reached out and softly stroked his bare stomach, causing him to moan
you were a little confused by this interaction
”next time if you're good he might not use the rubber.”
what?
your were looked amused at the easy to read confusion on your weary face
what had she signed you up for?
they were acting like your dick was a timeshare now
you could have objected to this, yet you didn't
you did have the ability to put your foot down
but perhaps you were feeling greedy
you thought there might not be any harm in wanting it all
that little promise of fulfillment was just enough to get you to relax enough about all this
you had questions, possibly even objections
but you never voiced them
having everything you wanted and more was becoming too tantalizing
you didn't get much of a chance to rest
Song was already like a succubus
then Carol wanted you after
you were going to shower beforehand but she insisted you rip off the condom and follow her to bed
Song did however break off for his shower but kissed your cheek before parting
it wasn't like you all of a sudden dreaded sex with the wife but goddamn
you hoped she'd give you a minute
tossing the condom into the trash was something you hadn't done in years
Carol had had the pill and wasn't exactly this hungry before
you felt younger
most guys would have bought a car to feel that way
perhaps a boat
just some meaningless trinket to show they weren't getting long in the tooth
it always looked obvious
and downright sad
yet here you were, somehow nailing this weird threesome
you were better than some guy buying a mustang because he found a gray hair
Song was practically beaming as he made his way to the bathroom
if walking a little stiff
Carol was leaning over the stair railing, a wry smile on her face
these pandas were going to kill you
they would just keep tagging in and out on your dick
you stretched
this marriage was going in a weird direction
not one you could object to
just…
sitting there thinking about how it all went topsy-turvy was baffling
well, Carol got the excitement she wanted and you got kids with her
you escorted her to the bedroom
the downstairs bathroom door quietly clicked open after your bedroom door shut
sure enough the two were draining you dry
if Carol didn't hold your attention it was Song's duty
when Song was tired your wife was all over you
both of them couldn't get enough
your coworkers noticed you were exhausted
very exhausted
but “kept”
you couldn't tell anyone the truth
despite it being obvious
those two were riding you like a horse
outside of the rampant sex, Carol had become super affectionate again
sure, she was tired from work but she was always happy to come home
Song was practically hanging on your arm
he was inseparable
constantly hanging around you while you worked at home
always wearing just skirts and shorts around the place
he seemed to like you staring
you tried not to stare but it was a challenge
but he'd get a smile on his face when he'd notice
like today
today he'd decided giving a blowjob under the drafting table
made it hard to focus on plans
you probably shouldn't have even let the guy in here but goddamn had he gotten good at worshiping your dick
Carol announced she was home and Song yelped when he bumped his head on the underside of the table
a week or so later and you had a idea
in an effort to relieve yourself from the piranha feeding frenzy that was your sex life, you took Song out to dinner while Carol was stuck late at the office
she was fine with the idea
you would bring home leftovers
you just needed a break before you ended up looking like a walking corpse
Song wanted hamburgers
well, alright
granted hamburgers still had to be a novelty for him
maybe
the guy spent more time buried in your lap than talking about himself
if he was going to be a part of this strange little relationship, you wanted to be able to have him around without it just being sex
you didn't want to be one of those weird creepy swinger couples with the key parties
just one of those weird couples with a second wife
who was a guy
but in all honesty, you just wanted to be upfront about this
it definitely wasn't some wholesome Hallmark movie
but you hoped by clearing the air a little, Song would feel less like a walking sex toy
Song decided on yoga pants and a crop top
guy certainly liked showing off around you
probably making up for lost time he couldn't act this flamboyant in his home country
you were now very aware of the vibes Song and you hanging out may be giving outsiders
the yoga pants had a little hole for his tail
you'd ignore this
be strong
you both hopped in the car and went out for burgers
the drive would be a helpful distraction
you could swear these two were going to break your dick at this rate if you didn't pump the brakes a little
so a drive in burger place on the outskirts of town was a good idea in your mind
might even be a novelty to Song
you weren't sure
didn't seem like they even had drive ins over in his native country
he was curious about the prospect
you attempted to move the subject away from how tight his pants are to talk to him more about the fantastic world of
engineering
you remembered he talked about it before all the nonstop wall banging and hair pulling sex
so you decided it was dry enough that hopefully it would just stay on topic
why did his ass look bigger when he got in the car
was it the pants?
nope
engineering
you refused to allow yourself to be distracted
why did he even have those pants?
talking to him about formulas was doing the work of a cold shower at least
he did have an interest in the work
so you two could easily bond over that
the burger place came up and you rolled into a spot and made your orders
Song could at least relax outside a bedroom
you worried you had awoken something in the guy and he was totally centered around your dick
but thankfully he still seemed eager about a career in this field

Song was bright
at least from what you saw
he caught what you were talking about when you slipped into jargon
and seemed to enjoy talking shop
it was nice
occasionally he'd ask you a question that had you pausing because you were shocked he was that adept
or specific
it impressed you
the guy was shocked when he saw how big his burger was after the waitress came over
it was massive in his hands
though that was partially because he was built like a tiny willow
in between bites he kept talking about civil engineering stuff
he knew more about that than you knew
buildings and the like
liked bridges
the enthusiasm was nice
he would occasionally circle back to your projects
it felt nice to be this comfortable with Song
you had to hold back some information
details on specs and the like
no reason for someone to know that outside closed doors
the whole talking shop was pleasant
Song listened aptly as you would occasionally dip into a explanation
you attempted not to geek out too much
but outside of Carol you didn't really have an outlet for this
the guy was obviously interested and you were happy to oblige
eventually you caught yourself droning on again and stopped
you apologized
Song shushed you
”no need for apologies. I like my men smart.”
he punctuated that by wiping ketchup off your face with a napkin
the meal was good and it was nice to just relax
not that you objected to sex
but it was getting to be the only time you saw your wife and Song was roughly fucking one or the other
this was great
the rest of the day was yours so you decided to grab some fresh air at the park and continue your discussion with the guy
he seemed content with the attention and hung on your every word
you felt it was wise to point out he shouldn't hang on you in public when you got to the park
then you saw him look crestfallen
the twinkle in his eye gone instantly
so that wasn't wise
guilt immediately hit you
he looked like a kicked puppy
you weren't made of stone and that had immediately made you feel like a complete jackals for the suggestion
if he was good enough for your dick you should at least allow him to be serious with you
you just worried about gossip
Carol was understandably fine with the arrangement
but your concern was with a public reception
maybe you were weak because it only took a few seconds of him quietly staring out the window to break you
he was practically slumped there
this was weird but you didn't want the guy feeling like he was pointless outside fucking
the was the whole point of bringing him out
you apologized
that perked his ears up
you explained your experience with all this wasn't deep
granted, his experience was probably as much as yours
as a compromise he could hang off you if he wanted
but if you two had company around you two were “just good friends”
if no one was around you two could practically walk arm in arm like newlyweds or something
was that OK for now?
that last part of the proposal contained the promise of PDA in the future
that was intentional
you wanted to make it clear you weren't ashamed of him or anything like that
it's just how… unique this relationship was
you liked having him around
you wanted to make good on this and not just bring someone into a threesome at this rate
in a final hopeful attempt to ease him you leaned over and made the move to kiss him
he accepted and that won him back
after the kiss he did have to ask
”is it because I am a man?”
you'd be getting stares if he was a woman too
not like you were the talk around town but older guy with a noticeable age gap attracts attention
the guy thing would be a non-issue by comparison
you felt a little ridiculous trying to put your foot down before
you feared Song figuring out he could easily break you down
all it would take is looking a little depressed and you'd spoil him
Carol could do that too
difference is she knew
God, you hoped they didn't share intel
one could already wrap you around her finger if she knew how to apply herself
the other one didn't need a mentorship in that
but no
you reassured him it was only because you worried about people thinking you were having some extramarital affair
that shouldn't feel like a normal thing to say
but you were honest here
shame about his dick wasn't an issue you'd thought about
you were happy with Song the way he was
you both hopped out of the car and you looked forward to walking off dinner a little
Song listened but hung close regardless
he seemed to light up when you admitted defeat and allowed him to hold hands
well, paw in hand
this was the break you had needed
Song was a good guy but you had started to feel he was only being used for sex
he was a young guy, no doubt horny as hell
but no one needed to be treated as meat
you hadn't been on an official date in ages
you have to do the same with Carol later as it was only fair
the weekday afternoon meant the park wasn't as bustling and you decided despite your earlier insistence you'd show some PDA with the guy
you didn't recognize any faces among the small amount of visitors
Song had to suppress the cheer in his voice
you continued your discussion and enjoyed the breeze
the panda was trying not to skip
maybe he was that happy
it had to feel lousy being some sort of secret
you felt a little better after seeing him lighten up like this
you got a text from Carol
”how's the little date going?”
Song glanced at your phone screen but quickly attempted to pretend he hadn't
you filled her in about how you two were at the park
it wasn't like you'd done anything major
but it was only right to let her know
Song made himself busy looking at the trees around the cozy little pond
he pointed out a bluejay above you in the tree closest to you
must not have those in China
he also had taken the opportunity to cling tighter to you
after all that talk about wanting to be discreet you played into his hand
he was cute
you weren't the headstrong type
it was a bad combo if you'd have any chance of putting your foot down
at least the walk was giving your poor pelvis a break
it felt good to just enjoy Song's company like this
Carol texted again
rather strange
asked for you to take a selfie of you two