This is a continuation of a story posted to this category a couple of weeks ago. It will make more sense if you read the previous parts. Click on my author name and go to my stories page to see them or skip to the end of this one and look for the links on right hand side of page.
A brief summary of story so far. Lachlan and Alena move out of Sydney and buy a house on the central coast. The discover, first through observation then via an old phone, that their neighbours are swingers. On a weekend away using their neighbours camper trailer they meet up with more couples in the lifestyle and their curiosity leds to heightened sexual experiences.
Tree Change Pt 5
Tags. Swinging. Sex. Voyeurism. Group Sex.
My alarm woke me with a start. I fumbled with my phone until I finally hit the stop button. Reaching across the bed I felt the empty space beside me. Alena had had an earlier start than me. She'd temporarily moved to a different long day care centre owned by the same guy. It was an hour and twenty minutes north of us and she had to be there for the early shift this week. That meant she was using the car so I was taking the train south to Sydney.
It had been a tough three weeks where we hadn't seen much of each other. I'd been putting in some long days to keep up with my extra workload after a colleague had left our firm suddenly. That, and the inflexibility of train timetables meant I was getting home around the time Alena was going to bed. On the bright side we were making good money and had been able to make an extra payment on the mortgage. It felt good even if it was only an infinitesimal buffer.
As a result we hadn't had time to catch up with our neighbours since they'd returned from their holiday. They'd invited us over a couple of times but we'd been so wiped out from the working week we'd declined. Weekends were for catching up on sleep, washing and getting ready for the next week. There was another invitation for dinner Saturday night. Alena and I really hadn't had time to talk about it. Next week she was changing back to the closer centre while my boss was insisting I take Monday and Tuesday off so maybe we would go. I just wasn't sure we should.
There was the issue of what we had discovered about their lifestyle. After coming back from our weekend away in the camper trailer Alena had stepped back from anything sexually adventurous. If I tried to bring up what we'd witnessed then she would quickly change the subject. I was uncomfortable as well but for different reasons. The iPhone I'd found had given us access to their private life in a way that was probably illegal. And there was also the last set of clips we'd watched of them in Cairns. The scene with the younger couple was almost predatory. Given what we'd surmised about the previous owners of our house it made me cautious about getting too friendly.
The fact they'd been so generous to us made me guilty about my reticence. The use of their pool and spa. The trips away using their ute and camper. I mean, it wasn't like they were serial killers. They just had sex with other people. In the end unless one of us sold up and moved we would have to find a way to interact socially.
I left work a bit early because it was Friday and I was hoping to catch up with Alena before she got too tired. When I got home she was half way through a bottle of wine. Her cheeks had a rosy glow and she gave me a more enthusiastic welcome home hug than I'd had for some time. We reheated some leftovers for dinner then sat down to eat and talk properly for the first time since Sunday evening. After catching each other up on what had been happening at each of our workplaces the topic of our neighbours came up.
"I saw Johanna when I got home." Alena said as she topped up her glass with the dregs of the wine bottle. "She was out in the garden and came over when I parked the car."
"How was she?"
"Chatty. She wanted to know if we were coming for dinner tomorrow night."
"What did you say?"
"I told her I'd have to talk to you. I explained it had been another big week so I wasn't sure if we"d make it. What do you think?"
"I don't know." I replied truthfully. "We probably should otherwise it will look like we are avoiding them, but um, yeah, I don't know how I can act normally around them after what we've seen."
"I'm the same," Alena agreed. "She was pretty insistent though. Said they could have an early dinner so it wouldn't be a late night."
"I'm thinking we play it by ear. Have a big sleep in, make ourselves scarce during the day so we don't get any more pressure then see how we feel."
Alena agreed to my plan. We cleaned up the kitchen then showered. In bed we had our regular vanilla sex then went to sleep. We got our sleep in but that was about as close as we got to our desired course of action. A relief valve blew in the water main up the street at eleven. Frantic knocking on our front door alerted us soon after we'd finished brunch. It was Zac asking me to help him stop the water from entering the house of an elderly couple across the street.
Five minutes later we were both in water up to our knees sandbagging. I don't know where they came from but Zac had a pallet of them on the tray of his truck. We used them and some heavy duty plastic to divert the stream of water around the side of the house and into the bushland behind. At midday the water main was turned off so we retrieved the sandbags then helped clean up. I thought that would be the end of it but Zac put me to work again filling large water bottles from a rainwater tank at the back of their house. Then we went up and down both sides of the street making sure every house had some water until the main was repaired.
It was a quick way to get introduced to everyone in the street. I also saw the quiet respect everyone had for Zac. He was the captain of the local bush fire brigade and head of district State Emergency Service. Seemingly the man they all looked to in times of crisis. I did wonder though if they'd show the same reverence if they knew what he and Johanna did in their spare time. Not that I had much time to ponder it in what was a hectic afternoon. The cold beer Zac passed me as I sat on their back deck after the water was turned back on was very welcome.
"Thanks for your help," he said with genuine gratitude. "There's a lot of retirees around here so it's great to have a fit young person to help when the shit hits the fan."
"No worries," I said raising my beer bottle at acknowledge his praise before taking a big mouthful.
"So you and Alena are coming to dinner this evening?"
"Of course they are." Johanna jumped in to answer for me. "I spoke to Alena earlier and she is going to bring some clothes over for you to change into."
"Sounds like it's a done deal then." I said accepting a handful of chips from a bowl offered by Johanna.
"Great," Zac said before he playfully slapped Johanna's bottom. "Best go and get us another couple of beers my love we've worked up a thirst today haven't we Lochy?"
"Yeah," I said sheepishly comparing the contents of my bottle to the empty one Zac had given his wife.
Alena arrived with the clothes as I got my second beer. When I'd finished that Johanna offered the use of their bathroom so I could get changed. I followed her up the stairs slightly worried about leaving my wife alone with Zac. Like the rest of the house the bathroom was very high end. A massive bath that could easily accommodate two people and a double shower. I was in the shower trying to work out how to turn just one nozzle on when I heard the door open.
"Only me," Johanna called out. "Just leaving you a fresh towel."
