I ignored that even though flashes of Elaine's body and her sexy boobs and glorious pussy floated across my mind's eye. That was enough for my finer senses. I reached my climax and poured into her. Fay jerked too, but I think that was a fake or a reflex pseudo spasm that women experience when they are in sync with their partners.
We had a short nap. We were tired with effort and emotion.
We woke up when there was a knock. "We must go for our ride on the lake." That was Elaine.
"OK, we are coming." I replied.
"The wind gets a bit chill in the evening so wear something suitable." She was smart to let us know obliquely that this was no skinny ride. Who would do that on a lake, anyway.
We were on our way hoping to see the gorgeous sunset on the lake. The pontoon was large enough for another eight or ten people. The evening scene was indeed captivating with the shades of the end of day and the sounds of birds chirping in the sky while flying home. What was striking about that trip was the conversation that we had. Elaine went on a lengthy puritanical monologue of how we had all done wrong and let ourselves float with our alcohol soaked carnal emotions that day. No amount of points to the contrary put forward by the three of us mattered. We cited non-emotional physical gratification with no deep connections that might impede or erode our present commitments and reasons usually attributed to naturalism and nature that were ardently adhered to by Elaine.
"I was sexually needlessly needy and I badly wanted it. It is as much my fault or maybe mine more, and I am very sorry," Elaine got even emotional with her eyes filling up, "I am sorry, Harry; sorry Fay and Randy." Harry gestured for her to come over close to him at the wheel, to hug her and she buried her face on his shoulder. Some soft sobbing sounds emanated from there.
We all went silent as the pontoon hummed its way around the lake. Somehow Fay and I, and I suspect even Harry, did not feel this awkward guilt that was gripping Elaine. It was very strange that she would flip from being what she was a few hours earlier to this weird state of self deprecation. I recalled that when she referred to the happenings as a 'one off' was when some moral switch was turned on in her mind.
The rest of the boat ride, we spent in silence in a sombre mood of pretended regret. The outing, it appeared, was furthest away from a pleasant one. I rolled some stories of known people in my head; some of very liberated couples with declared open marriages that survived decades, and others that broke caused by cheating. Elaine was perhaps referring to couples of good friends swapping and with the same person, which might cause some clandestine connections. She may have had a point there.
Very secretly, I desired another session with Elaine. Our recent episode was not one of total bodily connection; I was standing and my torso was away from her. I longed to feel her warm supple body against mine and kiss her soft white flesh. I wanted to suck her juicy pink nipples and squeeze her butt while ramming her awesome pussy. I wanted that badly and reiterated very honestly, at least to myself, that I was not claiming her love. There was always that streak of guilt that we all feel in adulterous situations such as these but this was the most open connection one can imagine. Both the couples, and each of us independently, were in full cognisance and acceptance of what we were doing. The only argument to the contrary would be that we were slightly drunk. All that didn't sound too wrong to me. But alas, Elaine had, in no uncertain terms, thrown the possibility of a rerun out of the realm of my plans. It was quite fascinating how she had a change of mind that was diametrically opposed to what she had been. Also, it happened remarkably suddenly; in seconds after my glorious ejaculation on her pretty body.
Yet, more was to come to pass!
We were back in our rooms very soon and I confirmed that Fay shared my thoughts about what had transpired. Both of us were not the flirty types. We would both shun cheating very easily and wouldn't condone those that would stray even once leave alone habitually. We decided we needed to have a chat with Elaine. We hoped that Harry would back us up. Else, this would be a disastrous vacation.
We went through dinner with pretty much the same disposition of sobriety. Harry thoughtfully inserted some jokes to make us smile, though. It wasn't a bad evening after all. A brief discussion brought us into agreement with our plans for the next day. We were to go away on a full day hike in the same direction as the morning but would proceed to visit the small botanical gardens and a mini zoo.
After a peaceful sleep that helped us digest in dreamland, what we were going through as two couples, we welcomed the new day. We set out early as planned.
We were refreshed by a different flavor of entertainment. There were delightful bonsais to be enthralled by, in their sheer miniaturized beauty and then visited some very friendly animals in the petting section of the zoo. We settled in a rock garden of cacti to enjoy our picnic lunch of burgers. Our spirits were high even though there was that underlying uneasiness of the mixture of confused feelings that we had handled. We trudged back, negotiating the two-miles through the small stream and waterfall but none of our previous day's mischief was revisited. We did dangle our tired feet in the cool water for a while but remained decently attired!
All that had made us super exhausted that all four of us crashed to a deep slumber past our tea time. It was sunset when we awoke.
Dinner was brought out and we sat at the rugged kitchen table. At least for me, the air of intimacy returned even as Elaine walked in with a half smile and wearing a deep necked T shirt revealing her enticing cleavage. Her breasts merrily bobbed and jiggled within its confinement. The short, loose skirt she wore, flowed over her broad hips while revealing her sexy chunky thighs and hinted at her immaculate gluteal curves. It was bizarre that just a day after seeing her fully nude and even having entered her love tunnel, I was craving to see her naked as if I hadn't!
Fay looked awesome too. She was in denim shorts hugging that prize-winning butt of hers and cupping her crotch with an erotic curve downwards and backwards. Her loose top accentuated her breast volume, while the most frontal part almost hung down from her nipples. I was sure Harry was taking in an eyeful as well. We men somehow don't reach visual fulfilment with one encounter, it seemed.
Then an awkward silence followed as we mentally bridged the starkly different emotions that we were dealing with across two days. The oneness that we enjoyed the previous day took a break with our hike and then some remnants of the events with the location familiarity in the cottage, kicked in. The chat gap was broken by Fay. "You know, Elaine, honey, you are blaming yourself too much. I felt that way too; I mean I was drawn by the mood to be a bit frisky and I felt horny and as you know, we all... we all had sex. We felt it was an exploration of the sensual kind and harming or hurting our permanent relationships was furthest in our minds. Please take it that way and we will be comfortable. Looking at it like you are doing now is more troublesome and causing some disquiet in your mind and it will eventually seep into ours as well."
Elaine kept staring at her plate and said nothing. Harry, sitting next to her put his arm over her shoulder. "We were very conscious of what we were doing, sweetheart. We are mature people and are very honest with our feelings to ourselves and our friends here. I don't know if you are aware, Fay and Randy, we have never been unfaithful to each other and this was our first time to be intimate with someone else. I too had that desire to explore my own sexuality and discover the erotic nuances of intimacy outside of ourselves. And, most importantly, it was done in the presence of the other person's partners. What can be more open and honest than that?"
I had to chip in too: "I agree with what is being said and the feeling that we experienced. They were of pure sexual fun and perhaps with a view to enhance our own eroticism in marriage. I am hearing that we all enjoyed it and were thrilled with the purely physical enjoyment not only with another person, but with close intimate friends."
