When I was 26 years old, I was living on the outskirts of Boston and going to grad school. It was spring, my studies were over for the summer, and I was living with a guy three years older than me who was a computer developer. The summer was ahead of us, and I was going to be working at a restaurant at night waiting tables. The problem with my relationship was that we didn’t know if we were going to get married, we loved having sex with each other, but the modern demands of college and the world were pulling us apart. It was evident that we didn’t want to cheat, or be with other people; but we just were starting to move in opposite directions. I was desperate to save this, and started reading all sorts of magazines and websites on the topic. We never fought about anything really, but me working nights and getting off late and him working 9 to 5 was starting to drain on us. The worst part was that I worked till late on weekends too, when he was off.

We weren’t dirt poor but simply had to continue my restaurant job for textbooks and cellphone bills. Well we were not having sex enough because I was starting to sleep later in the day when my boyfriend Alex left for his job. Sundays were pretty good; I did not do the waitressing on those days. And so on one of the websites I was gleaning it said to make a sex agreement. That seemed really strange to me, but I read on further. It appeared that the kind of agreement that was right for us was to assure the frequency of sex. I was to propose it to Alex, and he would pick the days when we would have sex. I was beginning to feel horrible when I was at the restaurant at night. I missed being on the same daytime schedule as him and we had no time to share anything except a little through email. I was going to propose a sex agreement, with a couple times a week and I didn’t know when we would do it, but then he was going to have the opportunity to put in what he wanted in the sex agreement. I was excited; he wasn’t the kind of guy who would feel put on the spot by this.

So the next Sunday I proposed the sex agreement. He was actually delighted; we hadn’t grown too far apart yet and we were still very interested in each others’ bodies. Well, it turned out that we would have sex on Sundays, and two mornings a week. So he was just going to wake me up and have sex with me! I guess I was ok with that. But in order to keep our relationship alive, he wrote on the agreement that he wanted to have a threesome with another girl! Wow! Well, I wasn’t jealous because even though we lived together we just weren’t thinking about marriage. He said that he didn’t have to penetrate the other girl; maybe just oral or even watch her and I together. Well, we didn’t know where we were going to find a girl for a threesome but we were ready to start on the frequency of sex part. This was feeling healthy; for neither of us wanted to give up just because of our schedules. That day being Sunday, I sucked his cock for awhile, rode him on the bed and then he just fucked me missionary style. It was still fantastic; we lay together for awhile afterwards and went to the coffee shop downstairs.

Well, the next two days flew by because of all our priorities and hours we kept. I woke up Wednesday morning very early to find myself already wet and Alex’s dick inside me doing doggy style saddle from the side!!! It was fantastic, and I knew that I would be able to go back to sleep afterwards. As I lay on my side starting to sweat more, he pushed into me harder. I lifted my knees up and moaned; I could smell his coffee brewing in the kitchen and waking up to him already inside me was wonderful. He must have figured out how to get me wet when I was already asleep; props to him because that was a great morning. Well, we did not even have the sex agreement on the fridge or anything; it was simply in one of our drawers. It was amazing that while we worked and ran our separate lives, it still was there as a symbol of an agreement trying to keep our sex life alive. The next few weeks were great with some wakeup sex and we had pretty much written off the threesome as an idea that wouldn’t happen. We were going to Cape Cod the next weekend to meet up with some friends from 5 years ago, but it was only for Sunday, we weren’t even able to stay overnight. Still, we looked forward to some ocean air, seafood, and booze. As we drove across the bridge we held hands which felt so good after being apart too much.

Well we didn’t even bring out bathing suits but we waded in the water with just bare feet and our friends were delightful to see, they did have a cottage there to stay in. I was about 5 ft 9 with very jet black hair, and Italian. I was told that I had a body like Angelina Jolie and I was wearing a sarong type of dress. Alex was on the deck and I met a new girl I had never seen before, she was new to the crowd. Her name was Hannah and she was actually about ten years older than us. She wore a lot of homemade jewelry and was very muscular with long brunette hair. Well, I had enough wine that I was actually talking about our sex agreement with her! I told her that the only thing we had not completed was the threesome. I asked if she thought Alex was attractive and she looked at him through the window and said yes.

Well Hannah was staying in the cottage and we took some wine into her room. Alex didn’t know what was going on yet, and may have not thought she was even attractive. Well sure enough he did, we told him right away that she was going to go down on me while I gave him a handjob. We positioned ourselves on the bed and it wasn’t awkward at all. She was topless and spread my legs open wide, while I started to put lotion on Alex’s cock and jerk him off while he stood at a 45 degree angle to us. He really enjoyed watching me getting eaten out, and she was working my lips with her tongue at the perfect pace. We didn’t lock the door and there was the risk that we would be walked in on, as the ocean crashed right outside. Im pretty sure that I came once after about five minutes, and Alex had not yet come. When we took a break Alex reached out to Hannah put both hands on her hips. Then Hannah’s long hair flowed with the open window as she now starting sucking his cock.

I stood behind Alex and massaged his butt and ran my hands up and down the back of his legs while he received his blowjob from her. all of a sudden she started sucking much faster and deeper, and after about a minute he jizzed all over and she swallowed what she could! Well the only thing missing that day was that I really wanted Alex to fuck me but he sure did later. We didn’t even save Hannah’s phone number, but our morning sex the next week was amazing. Our relationship ended about 8 months later when I admittedly cheated on him during college classes. But for what it’s worth, the sex agreement really did spice things up for the summer!