He was staying at work long after business hours and often came home agitated. The drive to succeed was slowly taking over his life again and Workaholic Ryan was not as nearly as fun as Threesome Ryan. The three had agreed not to have intercourse unless all were present. It was fine with Jenny, because Dan spent that time cuddling with her or rubbing her feet. However, Ryan abruptly changed those dynamics one night after a particularly hard week at work. He walked into the apartment looking completely beat and defeated. Ryan glanced over at Jenny on the couch in Dan’s arms and barked, “Join me in the bedroom, Jen.” She gave Dan a questioning look, but followed behind Ryan. He shut the door and then collapsed on the bed. She cuddled up beside him and caressed his furrowed brow. “What’s wrong, Rye?” “I can’t stand working late at night, knowing the two of you are together doing god knows what.” She stopped her gentle caress and looked at him in disbelief. “Nobody is doing anything behind you back, Ryan.
