Beyond Boundaries: Droane's Sacred Threesome

The first time was hard.

The second time was hard.

And the third, fourth, and fifth times were hard as well.

I don't know if it was easy for her, but it sure as hell wasn't easy for me.

It started off innocently enough. We'd been married for two years, living in a small apartment with a shared bedroom and bathroom. She had her own job, I was still in school. After some time of dating I'd popped the question, and we'd immediately set to planning our wedding. Neither of us had family or friends to invite, so it was a small affair held at a courthouse after signing the marriage certificate at city hall. She wore one of my dress shirts and a pair of jeans. I wore one of her dresses with a tie. The judge informed us that he didn't have time to marry us that day because he had another "ceremony" to oversee, so we should probably do it again when we could find another judge who wasn't busy with something else more important than our wedding. We thanked him for his service and left. That night she called her parents on the payphone down the street and informed them that she had eloped with me but that everything was fine and not to worry because we weren't pregnant yet (we weren't) and that they should probably meet me eventually but that they needn't rush because she wasn't going anywhere (she wasn't). And so began our life together as husband and wife.

We lived frugally for some time; we were young and had all the time in the world to spend money frivolously so neither of us had much extra cash lying around. Turns out sharing an apartment is easier when you're working full-time than when you're studying full-time, even though you should be spending less time at work! But I guess it's true what they say - every cent counts! So while I made ends meet by getting as many hours as possible at my part-time job (at least forty hours a week!) she took on an additional part-time job so that we could afford to eat healthy meals without having to resort to eating ramen noodles or canned beans every day! We wanted to save up so that someday we could get a house big enough for both of us; if we were lucky maybe one day we'd even be able to afford children!

My wife was beautiful - smart, kind, thoughtful, talented - just about everything a man could hope for in his future bride! She was always ready with a smile or laugh - even on those days where she hadn't slept well the night before or needed more coffee than usual! Some people thought it strange how happy she was all the time, but I didn't care because I loved her anyway! And she loved me too - enough that she stuck by my side through thick and thin! Even when my hours got cut back unexpectedly at work (a temporary thing they told me!) she never complained! Instead she helped me study harder in order to get into medical school! When I finally graduated after seven long years of "part-time" schooling we decided to celebrate by going on vacation to Hawaii! She told me that it was silly for us to spend all our money on something like this when we could just go camping instead for free (she learned early on how to save money!) but after I reminded her of all the things I did for her during those seven years (and all the things I would continue doing for her in years to come) she agreed that Hawaii would be perfect; I couldn't wait to see her in a bikini!

But then the unthinkable happened...

The plane landed safely after an uneventful flight; once inside Honolulu airport we quickly checked our bags before heading outside into the humid Hawaiian air. It would take us over thirty minutes by bus before reaching our hotel on the other side of Oahu Island, but luckily there were plenty of seats available on each bus waiting at their designated stop near baggage claim! My wife stepped forward confidently as I waited behind; by this point in our relationship it felt like second nature being in public together while holding hands or linking arms or whatever else couples do nowadays!

After what seemed like only five minutes later (but must have actually been closer to ten) we were dropped off at the front entrance of our hotel - a mid-sized establishment with two floors containing both lobby area and private rooms where guests can stay overnight if desired! As soon as we arrived my wife ran towards the front desk clerk while I looked around at my surroundings; this place definitely wasn't fancy like someplace you'd see rich people staying at, but it seemed nice enough otherwise!

My wife spoke briefly with the clerk before returning back towards me... only now there was another person walking beside her carrying their bags as well? Who is this person? Has my wife met someone here already? Before I could ask any questions someone else approached us from behind...

"Ahh~ welcome back!" A woman said happily upon seeing my wife. "You look much happier than you did last time!" My wife smiled awkwardly as they hugged; became clear pretty quickly who this person was once they pulled away from each other: "This is Michael," my wife explained awkwardly, "Michael this is..."