This is a bit fucked but you live and learn right?
I met the married one at my sisters wedding. She was hot, sexy and a great dancer. I had to have this chick. I happen to be a pretty good dancer so we danced most of the night while her husband sat there and watched. A couple weeks after the wedding I managed to get her phone number from my sister, not willing on her part. I was fucking this girl within a day or two. She basically never went back home. We just fucked for about 2 weeks. I didn't know her or the husband before the wedding but somehow this guy sobered up and put it together she was with me. I was already sick of her at this point so I encouraged her to go back. It didn't end well (she was pissed at me). In that two weeks she introduced me to her au pair friend. She called her from my phone. I went through my phone and found the number. It was the homeowners home phone who employed her.
She ends up coming over with a third Swedish chick. You know the type. That fat cock block with the bad attitude. All young girls have those friends. The au pair tells the other chick to go home she was staying the night. I wasn't use to girls being that open but Sweden gonna Sweden. I start fucking her on her days off. She was really a nice girl. Not the greatest or most exciting fuck but really nice. The married chick was a rocket in bed. God I can't believe the stupidity I am about to post.
I was probably banging her for a month or two and she taught me some Swedish. Of all the dumb things I call the married one where she worked to show off my new Swedish and to hopefully patch things up for another go at her. She catches on quick how I learned. She calls the au pair "guess who called me and asked me out". The au pair calls and said I understand you called Ella and asked her out. We can still be friends but we won't be seeing each other any more. It gets worse.
I can't deny at this point so I try to explain. I really said this. I tell her she is like a nice luxury car. Comfortable nice to ride but every once in a while it's also nice to drive a Ferrari. Somehow I thought this was going to smooth things over. Never got with either one again. The au pair went back and sent me a letter once. Her dad was a fighter pilot BTW.