Ok, it's official. Mac and I are simply the weirdest couple I know. It's not a secret that Mac is turned on by jealousy and for the first time I had a glimpse of what He feels.

There are many good things about being friends for a long time before coming lovers. There are some bad things as well. We each heard rumours about the other, some which were true and some that were just straight out lies. We knew each other's ex-partners. We were actually friends with them. Mac's ex and I were inseparable for a while. The four of us would sometimes be out together in a group, but then my boyfriend hit on Mac's girlfriend and it was awkward for us all to be together after that. I still hung out with Mac and His girlfriend but my boyfriend wanted nothing to do with them. That night changed things that couldn't be changed back and it forced me to see my boyfriend as the man he was instead of the man he could be.

Mac's ex was bisexual, which should hardly be a surprise. Mac loves sexual decadence and the women that find their way into Mac's bed tend to be the same. He says that if He had known I was such a slut He would have had me sooner. Even though Mac's ex and I were attracted to each other, nothing happened between us. The timing was never right. I now think that was a good thing, I can't imagine having slept with her and then becoming Mac's.

There was a time that I knew about another girl that was sharing their bed. She was gorgeous. One of those overly beautiful women that always seemed to get their way. Jane always appeared to have it all together. I always, always hated Jane, from the moment I met her I didn't like her at all. It didn't help that I knew that Mac and His girlfriend were sleeping with Jane. It didn't help that she captivated my boyfriend. She had very little time or bother for me. I was nothing as far as she was concerned. Yes, there is still venom there.

To be fair to her, when she first started flirting with my boyfriend by practically dry-humping him on the dance floor, she didn't know that he and I were together and she did have the courtesy to blush when she found out. It didn't stop her from doing it again when I wasn't around. And of course I would have hated her regardless because as close as I was to Mac's ex, Jane had a piece of her and of Mac that I would never have.

For some reason that I cannot remember, we started talking about Jane and Mac's ex last night. Mac was telling me how attracted to Jane He was. I listened, trying hard to pretend it wasn't affecting me, but it was. If she had been in the room I would have gouged her eyes out. My hatred for her was suddenly that big. Equally I wanted to drag Mac to the bedroom and fuck Him until He couldn't move. I wanted to give Him a reason to never lust anyone again, except me.

It was an awfully powerful feeling in the pit of my stomach and in all the time I have been with Mac and through all the women that have flirted with Him and all the times He has flirted back, I have never been so jealous as I was last night. This is a girl He hasn't spoken to in three years. Mac saw how badly it was affecting me and He moved the subject on. He started asking questions about Nicholas, whom I had an affair with while still with my boyfriend. (Yes, we were all so very busy playing little games.)

The thing about Nicholas was that it was so very sexual between him and I. From the moment I met him until the time he said goodbye, I just wanted to fuck him. He wanted to fuck me too. We could spend hours, literally hours doing nothing but fuck. I would scream at him, plead with him, beg him to stop and he would tell me to shut up, he would decide when we were done. He would leave me aching for him for days and constantly wondering when he would be back again. I hated him and I adored him and when I knew all the games he had played and we had parted ways, I missed him so much that at times I couldn't breathe. On the few odd occasions I bumped into him at a club, a glance from him would set me back on edge and I would want him all over again.

I think if he turned up on my doorstep today, I would tell him no, but I know I would want to fuck him witless again. Mac knows it too.

By this stage both Mac and I were immensely aroused. He asked me why I was so turned on and I told Him I was throbbing over the thought of Him being so in lust with Jane. He told me the idea of me being in lust with Nicholas turned Him on too. So we fucked.

We did it slowly and decadently and Mac slid His cock in and out of me while He told me about the first night He and His ex spent with Jane in their bed. He told me in wicked, exquisite detail what a wanton little slut she was. So shy at first, trying to work out where she could fit in until after Mac had come in His girlfriend's ass. Then she had become insatiable, licking at His cock as He withdrew then sucking His come from His girlfriend, moaning and whimpering and pressing her tongue inside His girlfriend trying to get more. Mac had been amazed, stunned, completely turned on by her sudden lust.

He watched me while He told me these things. He watched me fight the urge to scream at Him to shut up. He felt the tight contractions of lust in my muscles. He enjoyed the turmoil I was in. I wanted to hit Him. I wanted to fuck Him with abandon and yet He kept me under tight control. When I came it was with a violence I have rarely felt before and my fingernails drew blood from His back. He didn't complain. He held me until the orgasm subsided.

'It's your turn now,' He said.

So I told Him all about Nicholas and how we used to fuck and what I felt and how much I screamed and clawed at him and how I would fight him and he would pin me down and use me. We would fuck like animals until it hurt too much to move. I would call him names and he would laugh and tell me I liked being used like a whore and I did, though I would never admit it to him.

Mac asked where Nicholas would come and I told Him that Nicolas always came inside me, my mouth, my pussy or my ass. He always wanted to be deep inside me when he came.

That's when Mac came too.

I found it so completely weird that both of us were so aroused by the jealousy we felt. It really hit me hard. I loved it.

I want it to happen again.

I wonder if others have experienced this too?