Hi. Well, if I'm posting again, it means something is going wrong, doesn't it? Yes. I'm sorry about that. But I have nobody IRL that I can talk to about this. I am not poly, but my wife is.

New meta this year, "Lamb," and I still consider this a V, with my wife "KC" as the hinge. However, we did have 4 group sex sessions (most amazing weekend of my entire life-- it would take 10 pages to explain). But I don't love my meta like I love my wife, so I still consider it a V, not a triad.

Without KC I don't contact Lamb at all.

All 4 sessions happened within a 72-hour period, and it was something I think we all just needed to get out of our systems. We kinda were just feeling out each other's boundaries or "limits."

During the middle of the 3rd round (Saturday night), KC was asking me what I wanted, and I said "one hard slap across the face." She said, "I don't want to do that," and Lamb instantly said "I'LL DO IT." Before I could even say "OK"---POW--- full extension slap that made me stutter until the next full moon. KC gasped loudly, but me and Lamb just laughed, as I thought it was funny and fun.

After that, I noticed KC's demeanor changed, and she was more rough with Lamb. But nobody was using safe words, so I thought everything was OK.

The very next day, we had our 4th session, which was much more mild. My body was completely beat. I told the girls I needed to rest for at least a week because my thighs are sore and my junk is hurting. They both agreed we all 3 need to take a break.

Days later, on Wednesday, I was at my desk, and out of the dead silence KC said, "I don't like that she slapped you," and I was like "WTF! One, this was days ago. Two, we have all 3 fucked since then and you didn't say anything. Three, it wasn't a big deal, it wasn't a medium deal, it was NOTHING, just fun." Then KC said, "Well, it was something to me. It bothered me." And I responded, "Well, take it up with her, then. After all, she's YOUR girlfriend."

Well, that pissed her off, and now I'm getting the silent treatment. Like seriously, did I do or say something wrong? Or did the wild weekend just throw her hormones out of balance? I thought everything was great, and then BOOM, the gloom cloud comes.