My Doctor Told Me I Had a Week to Live So I Finally Had That Threesome My Boyfriend Has Been Bugging Me About

Yesterday, I went to the doctor for my routine mole check up when she told me I had a rare form of jaundice that left me with only a week to live.

In that moment my life flashed before my eyes: I thought about all my friends and family and all the things I would never get to experience, but most of all I thought about how it was finally time for me to have that threesome my boyfriend has been bugging me about.

Even though I find the idea of a threesome repulsive, I realize that my boyfriend’s dream should come before my own hesitations. As much as I wanted to travel the world during my final moments on earth, I couldn’t help but think about how much I wanted my boyfriend to remember me fondly post mortem. For years he had been urging me to invite our dog’s veterinarian over for a ménage à trios and for years I denied him.

Honestly it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be and my boyfriend had a great time. He told me that the threesome made him love me more and for that I am glad. I can finally rest in peace knowing that my amazing boyfriend is sexually satisfied and happy.

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