To say that Guen looked a bit shell-shocked having just watched me work her husband over in the middle of the forest would be putting it mildly. As Richard and I slowly gathered up our clothes and started putting ourselves together, Guen just stood there, head hung low, frozen in silence.
"Guen?" I said finally as I finished hooking my bra back together and pulling my tee shirt back on. "You going to be ok?"
Guen looked up at me now as if she were suddenly surprised to realize someone else was with her. "Uh... yeah, I uh..."
"It's just for fun," Richard interjected. "It doesn't mean anything. Don't get all freaked out."
Guen shook her head as if Richard didn't fully get it. "I've never kissed a woman."
"Sorry," I apologized to her now. That part WAS totally unexpected for me. "I don't know what came over me. I just got caught up in the moment."
"What you two are doing..." Guen said in a low tone, staring down at the ground to avoid our gaze. "That's YOUR sin, but now your making ME a sinner too."
"Guen, cut yourself some slack," I frowned. This whole "sin" thing was getting to be a real pain. "YOUR conscience is clear. That was MY fault too. I sort of MADE you do it."
She shook her head in disagreement. "I still had the choice to say no. I did it because I CHOSE too."
"It was just a kiss," Richard said, his voice a bit more tender. "You didn't cheat on anyone, Guen. You're all good. God will forgive you."
"And what about YOU, Richard?" Guen looked up now and stared at her husband with genuine concern. "Is God going to forgive YOU? Forgive Rachel???"
Richard frowned, "Like you said, that's between US and God. It's none of your concern. If YOU are ok with it let US work out our own salvation. Wouldn't you tell that to ANYONE in the church?"
Guen turned to me now, looking concerned, "I sure would feel a lot better about this if Jason knew."
"He will," I nodded. And I meant it. "I'm going to tell him."
Guen continued to stare at me in disbelief.
"He's going to be ok with it," I added. "Trust me. I know my husband. He likes to watch too."
Guen seemed to blush a bit as she looked away. "I didn't think I'd enjoy watching as much..."
"Right??" I laughed. "It was hot, right?" I decided she agreed just a little so added. "You could watch us ANY time. I'd actually like for you to be included more."
"Oh I don't think I can be included like I was when..." Her words trailed off but I knew she was referring to the kiss.
"So just watch, I shrugged. "It's not a sin to watch, right?
Guen shook her head with resignation.
Richards' tone changed as he added, "Look guys, we should really get cracking at picking up some wood so everybody doesn't wonder why the hell we've been gone so long."
"Oh I don't know about you," I teased, trying to lighten the mood, "but I got PLENTY of wood today."
"Your horrible," Guen said laughing.
And just like that everything seemed "ok" again.
The three of us quickly began gathering up firewoood for the fire later that evening and even made a few jokes and shared a few laughs. I wouldn't say I was entirely guilt-free when it came to Guen, but at least I felt our friendship would survive this. Now it was just a matter of getting MY husband on board without him figuring out Richard and I were already becoming seasoned pros together.
The three of us worked quickly to gather up wood and Guen took a moment to address Richard and I once more before taking the truck back.
"For what it's worth, I don't blame either of you for what your doing," she said.
"Thanks," I said, feeling a bit ashamed none the less. "And if you want it to stop we will."
It was a bit disingenuine for me to say it would stop if she wanted when, in fact, it had all started without her permission in the first place. But truth was, if she said she needed us to stop I would.
"Thanks," Guen smiled a bit weakly then added, "Like I said, I WOULD feel a lot better about it if Jason knew."
"I know," I nodded. "And he will."
Guen got in the truck now and smiled as she drove off leaving Richard and I alone once more.
"So?" Richard grinned.
I laughed, "I can't believe we've been getting away with this."
"Well not entirely," Richard added. "There is still the little issue of your husband."
"So about that...," I smiled. "You are NEVER going to believe this, but Jason wants to watch us too."
Richard laughed now as his eyes widened, "NO SHIT???"
"No shit," I nodded. "BUT unlike Guen, HE doesn't know we've already been at it. I think that would change things for him if he realized I did it BEFORE he was ready."
"I see," Richard suddenly changed expression as he nodded. I could tell he was processing in his head what that meant exactly. "And do YOU want to do it...you know... in front of him?"
"Do YOU?" I asked.
Richard shrugged as if he could take it or leave it, "I'd be up for that."
I smiled hugely at him, "Me too!"
"Damn," Richard grinned. "We're developing quite the little audience."
"Right?" I laughed.. "Speaking of that, my husband would REALLY love filming us actually."
"Oh???" Richard laughed. "Like him being our own porn producer?"
"Exactly!"
Richard seemed genuinely excited about that idea, "So how do we make THAT happen?"
Believe it or not, I had already started giving this a lot of thought. My husband genuinely enjoyed watching me getting plowed as long as he felt our relationship was secure. His ENTIRE fears revolved around the idea that I would "fall in love" with someone else. To minimize the chance of me falling in love, my husband always preferred the idea of me fooling around with other MARRIED men, especially those who seemed "happily married" and who made it clear they did not want to get a divorce. In many ways Richard was the perfect fuck buddy for me. Not only was Richard and Guen "happily married," but Richard also literally lived halfway across the country so it wasn't like we could be hooking up all the time behind his back (his biggest fear). I knew the key to bringing Jason on board was to convince him Richard loves his wife, that I loved my husband, and that no one wants any of our marriages to suffer over some silly "fun on the side one summer."
If all this sounds highly manipulative of me, I get it. I can't say that I don't deserve all of the horrible things people think about me. Somehow this summer had proved even to myself that I was little more than a shameless whore. Albeit a satisfied whore, but a whore nonetheless.
When we arrived back at the cabin my husband took the first opportunity he could alone with me to address the Richard situation.
"Sorry,:" Jason whispered when he got the chance. "I tried to give you guys some alone time to talk about things, but Guen had to ruin it by tagging along."
"It's ok," I smiled before pausing, "Actually? We still got a chance to talk about it a little."
"Really??" Jason suddenly seemed very nervous. I'd seen that look before. It's that moment when kinky fantasy turns to sudden reality and his nerves start to kick in. "What did you say?"
"I'll explain later," I said with a light kiss for reassurance as I saw our friend Anna approaching. "But," I added with a smile, "I think if you WANT to do this he'd be interested!"
For the rest of the morning, Jason seemed to be on pins and needles, constantly trying to get me alone to find out more. I could tell he had a million questions and it was eating him alive. I'd be lying if I didn't get a little enjoyment out of watching him squirm.
By mid afternoon, however, our friends were all starting to go separate ways. Anna and Tara wanted to go down to tan on the docks while there was still sun and Guen was starting to get in the mode of cleaning up from lunch and preparing for the evening. Suddenly it was just the two couples, the four of us, sitting in the shade watching Anna and Tara down at the docks. Unexpectedly Guen took a deep breath, looked at me with a knowing look, and announced an awkward exit.
"Well," she said slapping her hand on her knees as if trying to motivate herself to get going. "I should probably get up and start preparing for dinner."
