To me weed has lost a lot of it’s appeal, not sure why. In younger years I did weed and some cocaine. Never allowed it to remotely impact my life, be it professionally or especially libido wise.
I have very good weed in the house (white widow sativa). L and J (my wife and our joint fiancé) smoke a little on occasion, I think it’s because they never smoked before and it makes them feel “daring” now that they are going through their second teenage-hood and can do anything they want. But they only have a puff or two, I doubt it really has much effect (although white widow has a kick). I only join in to get a second hand hit when kissing them, but I have taught them to really inhale and keep it in, and I’ll prep them the water pipe and light it for them. They are orgasmic creatures and love sex anyhow, so the effect of weed in that department is negligible.
On the polyamorous side - I live in a throuple and am very happy in it. I have been married twice before (hence I am not retired yet :-D). I adored my second wife (we’re still like brother and sister), and her lack of desire was a major reason for us growing apart. I never wanted to really be with anyone else at the time, and she turned a blind eye to my activities, which I conducted discreetly. But it’s still a disjointed life to not be able to be totally honest with someone you love. To me, it’s fascinating that several of my friends now have open relationships - after being in their first marriage for 15+ years, they get divorced and approach life’s conventions very differently… and are happier.
My 2 live-in companions have a loving relationship with each other, in fact they sleep together most nights. I even gave them the master bedroom with the California King because it’s wasted on me :-) . They also sometimes have other girls and women join them. Not men. But while they have invited me to join on occasion when there is another woman around, I have never joined in, and don’t think I ever will. I treasure what I have. It’s not always easy though - just last Sunday morning, I am in the kitchen at 6.30am making myself a cappuccino, when in walks -in underwear- a very attractive bartender-model I have known for over 10 years from a trendy bar in the area, and she’s like “Hi P - can you please-please make me one of those? I’d offer something in exchange but I hear you’re out of bounds… are you?”. And I am “Where on earth did you come from, F? A hug and a brotherly kiss shall do…guess this means I never have to tip you 25% again?” And she laughs and tells me “Don’t you dare! I can’t believe you didn’t hear us last night.” To which I truthfully respond “I am a light sleeper and have been using earplugs all my life.”
Later on, as J joined us in the kitchen, gives F a kiss, then me - and she asks “Did you guys finally fuck? I know he’s attracted to you, F”. And F says “Yes, I have noticed the occasional stray look, but all in all he’s a true gentleman. I’d be curious about him if he wants to.” With an appreciative swelling starting to grow, I just excused myself and went to hit some weights…
So Three Is Enough indeed for me. :-) But I think we’re all much happier with the more open and mature boundaries we’ve found in our lives.