Let me start with a bit of background....
Every year for the last 10 years, some of our friends who live in a remote rural area have a big party on the July long weekend. The party lasts the entire weekend and more, with about 40 people camping or staying in trailers on the property. The male host, Peter, had sex with Erin a few times while he was separated and he remains one of her all-time favorites. Peter has a devilish grin, amazingly toned physique, and is a dominant yet giving lover.
We attended on the Saturday afternoon, surprised to see so many people this time around, but with it being the first event post-covid, we shouldn't have been surprised. People were eager to get out and start living again. The parking area was out of sight of where the partying was happening so when we parked and started towards the event and I realized I had forgotten something in the truck, I headed back which gave the impression that we'd arrived separately, at least to those who were there who didn't know us.
Erin went about saying hi to everyone she knew and was off doing her thing when I got to the party area and started greeting people. Quickly, the booze was flowing as was the weed and most folks were feeling no pain, Erin included. There was a massive bonfire raging with lots of people gathered around it.
I soon found my drink empty and went to get some ice from the house. When I climbed the stairs to the house and got to the porch, I noticed Erin chatting with a fellow who looked vaguely familiar. I went inside for ice and that's when Peter mentioned that Trent was outside.
The name jogged my memory. Trent was an old friend of Peter's, and one that Erin always found attractive. "His eyes are fucking amazing" she'd often say. I looked out the window to see Erin standing close to Trent and touching his arm as she spoke, an obvious sign of flirtation but it didn't bother me at all, in fact, was pleased because lately our ventures into "the lifestyle" had stopped. In fact, we'd had many long discussions and disagreements about our continuation to have sex with others as Erin no longer wanted to be a part of it. I found it refreshing to see Erin flirting.
I finished getting ice and filling my drink, then walked out the door, making eye contact and smiling at Erin on my way by she and Trent. I rejoined the party where most folks were now congregating around the fire. I saw Erin briefly a few times over the next couple of hours, chatting with one person or another but I wasn't keeping tabs on her. The one time she stopped by me she was obviously feeling no pain, "Trent's here!" She was so drunk that she had already forgotten that I'd seen her chatting with him which I found amusing.
As it got later most of the couples with kids had excused themselves and gone to tuck in the kids and themselves, leaving less and less of us around the fire. I now started to notice that quite a few folks I expected to be around the fire or nearby were nowhere to be seen. I thought it odd but as I wasn't really paying much attention, I figured maybe people had gone to bed or where just elsewhere but I did find it odd that Erin wasn't around still.
I noticed a couple of teens walking towards the fire from the house area, talking enthusiastically to one another but far louder than they likely meant to be although I couldn't quite make out the words. As they got closer, they got quieter, trying to keep their conversation from the rest of us. The boys were giggling as they drank their beer when they sat behind me, likely to be out of earshot, and I started to hear some of the conversation.
Boy 1: "Right? She's crazy!"
Boy 2: "I want to go back and watch."
Boy 1: "They don't want us there."
Boy 2: "I know. Not fair. She's so hot."
Boy 1: "Totally. What a slut."
Now they had my attention. I moved my chair back and greeted them, then asked what they were talking about.
Boy 1: "There's this lady up at the house with..." he was quickly interrupted by the other boy.
Boy 2: "Shut up! You'll get someone in trouble."
The first boy sat in contemplation, his mouth moving with his lips closed. It was obvious he was bursting to tell me what he knew. I looked at them both and assured them that I wouldn't tell anyone what they told me. My assurance was all they needed in their intoxicated state for them to spill their secret.
Boy 1: "She's having sex with a bunch of guys!"
Boy 2: "It's wild! Like a porno. She's doing anything they want!"
I replied, "Oh yeah? You know her?"
Boy 2: "No, but she's really hot. A total MILF. We watched for a while before the adults told us to leave."
Boy 1: "I wish we could have had a turn."
Boy 2: "Me too."