For easing? | Barbara.de

Our columnist recently learned that one of his best friends is in an open relationship. The first couple's game evening together was: a bit cerebral.

He wants to know what we would like. He, this is my buddy who is sitting on the couch next to his girlfriend. Both smile. I recently realized that he sleeps with other women, she with strange men. And women. That means: The two swing. Not on the parquet, but on mattresses. Ah-Ah-Ah instead of Cha-Cha-Cha. Pleasure? A stimulating word that rings in my head – and maybe vibrates in his pants. Suddenly put his question in a different light, namely a strong red that flickers in backyards. Have four people meet up for a game night, that sounds strange too. It used to mean "Scrabble" or "Settlers". Now I am missing consonants and vowels. In short: the words. What are they thinking of today? "Twister" maybe? Naked and oiled up?

Man grow up! Just because they're open to others doesn't mean they're keen on us now. Plus, that still includes four. Or five, six, seven. Think of swinger clubs, those places where you are pulled onto a greasy plush sofa by nipple clamps by some Gerda, Trude, Marianne licking a whip with a furry tongue. Places where everyone grabs each other's crotch as a greeting, pinches their buttocks, to background noises that sound like rubber boots stuck in the mud. Stop! That too is definitely nonsense.

They can't love each other, was my first thought. And the second: Or just do it. Both are honest and have the courage to meet each other's needs. Put your hand on your panties: Who wouldn't find it new, exciting, arousing to go to bed with someone else? The head knows when the body wants variety. But to love means not having gods next to each other, right? Or is loyalty an antiquated quality? Maybe I'm too stuffy. Or scared.

Could imagine having sex with another woman. But when thinking that my loved one would sleep with someone else, my creativity leaves me, Rumpelstiltskin rages with jealousy around the fire of passion. She is mine, mine, mine.

"How about taboo?" Asks the hostess and hands out the cards. "We against you," he says. Why not? We can also swap later.

Bjorn Krause thinks car sharing is great and sometimes drinks open wines. That's enough for now.

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BARBARA 09/2020