Authors Note:
This chapter took way too long to write and turned out much longer than I expected but here it is. I would encourage readers to at least read the first chapter of this series so you understand the main character, Mike, and how he's trying to deal with the formerly hidden sexual past of his wife, Nicole, in order to improve his relationship with her.
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Have you ever looked back on your life and thought, "What took me so long?"
It's been almost six months since I stumbled upon evidence of my wife's college sex life. The collection of photos and videos I found of her at our friend Greg's house changed our lives forever. Since then I've been trying to spice up things in the bedroom using what I've learned about her likes and dislikes. There've been quite a few successes and a couple embarrassing failures but overall things are going great. There's always room for improvement though and we're trying to find what works for both of us and we can give each other.
We've had some interesting conversations about her past adventures, like her flashing and public nudity, and I told her I thought it was really hot and wished I could see her act like that. She was hesitant and said she's really not that person anymore, but was open to playing around with those scenarios in private.
One of her favorites is pretending to be at a clothing optional resort. She loved hanging around the house naked all day and even sneaking into the backyard when she thought the neighbors weren't around. Sometimes we'd pretend to be a couple, sometimes I'd be a stranger trying to seduce her, or even resort staff giving her private 'lessons' on yoga. We had a lot of fun playing out different scenarios, always ending in incredible sex but she always reminded me that it was just role play.
I always knew she wasn't being entirely truthful when she talked about her past and would downplay things. Nicole doesn't say it outright, but I can tell her resistance has more to do with her worrying about how I'll react rather than her not wanting to do it anymore. I get it, our relationship is important to both of us, but I also hope she doesn't begin to get resentful for thinking she can't be herself around me.
It wasn't just the photos from the original "collection" that made me feel this way. Over time I've picked up new info from random conversations overheard at parties. As friends got more comfortable knowing that I was okay with her past they'd sometimes slip-up and reveal something they shouldn't. Another source was a link to an online photo gallery that was unintentionally sent to me.
Back in college the guys made sure to photograph all the big parties and that tradition continued even after they graduated. You could always count on our friend Darren to send out links the following Monday to photos of the latest party. They were usually just fun, candid photos and nothing like the crazy college sex parties they used to have. Still, there were pretty women and there was an occasional flash of breasts but unfortunately not much else. Most of these new parties were ones I attended with Nicole, so I had a good idea of what went down, but it was still fun to see the photos.
One time Darren made a mistake in the group chat and accidentally shared the link to the master folder containing subfolders of all photos and parties going back to their college days instead of just the latest party. He quickly deleted the post after he realized it was the wrong link, but I had already seen and saved it before it was removed.
Among the usual weekend parties I'd attended with Nicole were some more explicit events from the years between graduation and now that had been kept under wraps. One set I looked at recently was of photos taken at Greg's family cottage in the countryside. I recognized the location from pictures I'd seen, despite never having been there myself
The photos looked like they were taken on a warm summer afternoon and Nicole, her best friends Rachel and Aimee, and a few other women were running around skinny dipping and soaking wet. Even though the girls were completely nude, the photos still seemed pretty tame compared to some of the old college parties I've seen.
I couldn't help but smile at the photos. My wife appeared to be having an absolute blast.
The first few had Nicole and the other girls chasing and splashing each other around in the lake or attempting to do backflips off a small floating dock. Everyone seemed to be laughing, having a great time and enjoying the time in the sun with friends.
I thought it was funny that the guys still had their swimsuits on, I guess they weren't too interested in being nude in front of everyone.
As I kept scrolling things started to get more sexual. In one later photo Nicole was bending over with her hands on her knees letting the guy behind her get a nice shot of her ass.
There were other ones with Nicole running around on the grass doing nude cartwheels and unsuccessfully attempting to do a handstand to the laughter of onlookers. Her failed attempts would leave her in a position where her legs were lewdly parted for the guys watching.
Nicole and I have had a lot of fun together, but I can't think of a time when she ever had the desire to strip off her clothes and run around naked in public.
Over the last few months I've seen enough photo sets to know I probably should have stopped here before things got too sexual, but against my better judgment I kept advancing through the remaining photos. I've always tried to focus on the women other than Nicole, but I can't pretend I didn't see and know what she was up to.
There was a set of photos of three guys sitting beside each other on the edge of the dock, their feet dangling off the edge and into the water. Their swimming trunks were now gone and in front of each guy was a woman with their head in the guys lap sucking them off. Nicole, Rachel, and Aimee were all there.
They weren't just posing for funny implied photos either, as I clicked through them you could clearly see the women's lips wrapped around the guys' shafts, sucking them off.
Two of the guys were leaning back on their elbows, the other had a hand on the back of his girl's head, but all of them were definitely enjoying the blowjobs they were getting.
As this short set ended you could see the girls laughing and high fiving my wife's good friend Aimee. My best guess was that she won a 'contest' they were having, her mouth open showing off the prize the lucky guy deposited on her tongue.
Although the contest appeared to be over, the next photos showed Nicole and Rachel going back to their partners to finish them off.
In the series of photos that followed, Nicole squirted suntan lotion between her breasts to act as lubrication before having her partner place his cock between them. Nicole squeezed her tits around his shaft and jerked him off with her tits until he unloaded on her neck and chin.
My wife, proud of herself, showed off the mess before submerging in the lake to clean up.
In the other photos, Rachel pumped her partner's cock with her hand until he finally exploded, most of the cum got on her tits, but quite a bit hit her face as well. She laughed and playfully posed for the guy with the camera so he could take some close-up pictures before she dove into the water to clean up just as Nicole did.
I didn't really want to look at the rest of the photos from the lake, I knew how they were going to end. But I took a peek anyway, trying to avoid the thumbnails that looked like Nicole might be in them.
There was an evening photo of Rachel, bent over and holding onto a tree as the same guy from the dock looked like he was fucking her from behind. The guy was giving a thumbs up to the camera guy while Rachel was laughing and giving the finger.
Then there was Aimee, lying on a picnic table. Her ass on the edge and her legs in the air, her partner between them.
I knew Nicole would be doing something similar somewhere, but I didn't really want to see it. I could tell from a thumbnail that someone who was probably Nicole was photographed sandwiched between two guys on a small bed in the cottage and that was enough for me. I've seen more than enough photos over the last couple months of her having sex with her friends and didn't need to see this one.
Aside from Nicole doing this all outdoors, one of the other things that hit me most about the set was when it was taken. It wasn't during college but a few years after graduation and less than a year before I met her. I came to the realization that Nicole's wild side didn't end with graduation, it ended with me. So much for her "that was then" wild college days, turns out they were continuing right up until we started dating.
It was really difficult to think of myself as anything other than being a wet blanket to Nicole. I'm where her fun side went to die.
To top it all off, a few weeks back I heard Greg bragging at a party about his recent threesome with Rachel and his wife Aimee up at the cottage. Maybe I shouldn't have been surprised by this, it's not like threesomes were uncommon in their group, but Greg and Aimee are married and they're still out there fooling around with their friends?
I heard him joke about how Rachel and Aimee were basically naked the entire weekend and it was just like the old college days. Then he said something about how it was too bad Nicole "hit the brakes" once she met me and wouldn't change her mind..
I couldn't help but wonder when the last time Nicole shared a bed with Greg, it was pretty obviously after their college days, but at least it sounded like it hadn't been since we've been together.
I was frustrated by this news but not all hope was lost. I still felt things were heading in the right direction and there was still a lot more fun to be had. I had little confidence I could ever bring out the full craziness out of my wife and maybe that's for the best. At least the role play is better than nothing as we try to keep things new and interesting.
Over the next while our lives continued on and while this new information bothered me I was mostly able to keep my insecurities and frustrations in check. Nicole was usually super understanding when I struggled with stuff like this but she sometimes didn't see my point of view right away. This was one of those times where everything came to a head.
The argument all started when Nicole came home after work on Monday. We had sat down for dinner and were telling each other about our days like we always do.
I knew she wasn't thrilled that I had to work the upcoming long weekend, but she'd known about it for ages. The factory I'm at was doing some maintenance work, and I was expected to be there. It didn't really bother her at first, but then she found out all her friends were busy too. She hated the thought of being stuck at home alone. and was ecstatic that she found a solution.
"You're never going to guess what happened!" she beamed, cutting into her chicken. "I don't need to be alone for the whole weekend anymore!"
