Lights Out

This is a continuation from the first two parts of "Lights Out," which you obvious know from the title. I recommend reading the first two parts first, as there's no recap or much given on the back-story. I've appreciated the feedback so far, but want to say that I've always known where this story is going when I started part one. Even if it doesn't end how you were hoping or expected, I hope people enjoy the journey. It will be concluded in Part 4.

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"Hey, are you fucking my wife?" Harrison asked angrily as he blocked Marc's car door.

"Harry, I don't... why would you even ask that." Marc had his hands up defensively.

"I know you were in our room last night -- with Riley -- while Reg was fucking Tess in the other room. Beth's already admitted that you four have some arrangement, which she 'witnessed.' I'm not a fuckin' idiot, Marc, and have known you forever. You wouldn't have the balls to do that to Beth in front of me unless you knew in advance that she had no problem with it."

Marc looked at the ground. "I was drunk... Sorry... I..."

"Don't fuck with me," Harrison gave him a shove, "Fuck, you knew what Cecilia messing around did to me. Tell me the fuckin' truth."

"She isn't Cecila. Beth loves you and made it clear that no matter what she said, I wasn't supposed to penetrate her last night. Even if you ended up fucking Riley...And I never would."

"Oh, last night... What about when she 'witnessed' everything?"

"We never screwed like that... Look, it wasn't that often..."

Harrison shook his head. "Like that... But you seen her naked... she's seen you naked. Has my wife ever sucked your cock, Marc?"

"Talk to her... please..."

Harrison shook his head. "My best-fuckin' friend has come in my wife's mouth... Haven't you?"

"It wasn't supposed to happen... just got out of hand once... She wasn't trying to cheat on you; she wants to share a side of her she's been too scared to bring up and things went crazy..."

"Share a side of her that she already shares with my friend and I assume Reg -- I know she fucked him. Did you watch Reg fuck my wife?"

Marc avoided his glance. "Harry, she wants you to be with my girlfriend and Riley -- all together. It was weird for me at first, but give it chance."

Harrison snorted. "And if I don't?"

Marc shrugged. "Beth said she's done."

"And if I'm done with her? I want to know how long this has been going on behind my back."

Marc half-smiled. "Hey, can't tell me you didn't have fun last night..."

"Which, again was my wife deceiving me..."

"It was her trying to explain the truth, I think. Please, talk to her don't do anything rash..."

Harrison pointed at Marc aggressively. "Don't say a damn word that I know there was more to this -- not to Beth or Tess. I'm going to give her one chance to tell the truth - everything. She lies and it's over. We have to remain civil because of work, but tip her off and I'll fire your ass and ruin you. Do anything behind my back with her again and I'll kill you. Not even as much as a peck on the cheek."

Harrison's mind was over-thinking everything to the point he had a migraine. How did he have to find suspicion in the best night of sex in his life? Marc was right, this was different than Cecilia, whom he forgave and took back only to come home with a letter she's leaving him. He wouldn't have done as well in his career if he wasn't able to remain calm and be rationale through stressful situations and conflict. One thing he did know was Beth was the best thing to happen to him. No matter how she betrayed him, he still loved her, but wasn't sure that was enough.

When he arrived home, she was sitting on the couch downstairs, where they fucked in the dark in front of their friends the night before.

"We need to talk..." Harrison said calmly.

Beth had a look of relief on her face. "Okay, honey..."

Harrison sat in the couch beside, noticing it smelled like cleaner. Beth must have been cleaning up after last night's activities. "Before last night, how far did you really go with them since we've been married? The truth."

"Harry, I..." Beth stopped and shook her head. Tears forming. "I never let Marc or Reg go in my vagina. No one but you. I was really drunk and lost control and other stuff happened with them... just the one time -- before last night. Other than that, I was a hundred percent faithful."

"And the women?"

"I've been intimate with other women... you know I'm bisexual... but only been in love with you."

"Since we've been married, how many women?"

"I... it only happened during their sessions. For the most part I watched."

Harrison sighed. "How many times with the women with -- I presume - Marc and Reg there to watch..."

"I don't know, I was just watching for quite a while to start... Maybe eight times... It wasn't a regular occurrence... Once, maybe a few times a year."

"So, you felt bad for doing this behind my back and set yesterday up to get me to join in with the five of you?"

"Yes..." Her voice got small. In the time with her, he's never seen Beth not been loud and confident. While he never backed down, he always was the quiet one in their arguments, which often made her madder. "Harrison, can I ask you something?"

He nodded.

"Are you leaving me?"

"No... I don't think so." He rubbed his head. "I'm angry -- not just at you -- for being lied to like that... But, if you were willing to tell me everything, I'm willing to make this work... If I find out you're leaving anything out, I am leaving you."

"Thank you. I promise to never do anything like that again... and I think Tess is in love with me... She snuck into the shower with me after you left. And... at our wedding, Riley was with me and Marc walked in. I got dressed right away, watched them for a bit and left. That is everything, please don't ask for details."

"To be honest, last night was incredible. It pissed me off that I thought it was too good to be true and it was." Harrison got up. "I need some space from our 'friends' and process all this."

"I will have nothing to do with them -- especially Tess," said Beth.

Harrison sat beside her and took her hand. "The other activities, yes. If I'm not present, I don't want you alone with any of them -- including the women - until I'm sure nothing is happening without me. Never again, even for coffee. Now with me, the other activities are maybe..."

"Harrison?" Beth smiled and kissed him.

"I need time to cool down -- otherwise, I'll punch Reg and knock his teeth in. Nearly punched Marc already. But... I might be willing to go slow... no more in the dark though...I need time to process."

"Really, lights out can be fun" Beth said with a grin.

It took at least a month before Harrison and Beth acted like there wasn't a big elephant in the room. There were many nights of not talking and Harrison sleeping in a spare bedroom. It was a trust issue, not a sex issue, which Beth seemed to understand. Following what Harrison said, Beth hadn't been alone with any of the other people involved, and made sure her husband knew where she was at all times. She set up her phone so he could see on it where hers was. Harrison said it wasn't necessary, but she said it was, and that her new goal was to re-earn his trust. Eventually, they started talking normally as before, which led to having sex normally as before.

It took another four months before Harrison could be in the same room with either Marc or Reg. For some reason, knowing his wife was intimate with Riley or Tess didn't bother him at all -- it actually was a turn on. It was mostly Reg. The scrawny runt that fucked his wife's pussy before he did and then fucked his wife's ass while they were married. If it wasn't for the prospect of getting another blowjob from Riley and then fucking her, Harrison would've made the ultimatum of not seeing them at all. Harrison knew whatever he got to do with Riley, he had to be all right with seeing Reg doing the same to his wife. As well as knowing Reg had already pretty much done everything with Beth. With Marc, like Beth, it was more the lies than the sex. Marc, like Beth, seemed to realize that and wanted to prove nothing like that would happen again.

Lying in the beds in the spare room after having mid-afternoon sex on a Sunday, Harrison said, "Remember that night, you said that I've had sex with more people than you..."

Beth sighed. "I believe that is kinda true depending on context..."

"Context? I have had sex -- counting you -- with nine, no ten women. I married young the first time."

"How many were you emotionally involved and the goal was mutual pleasure?"

Harrison shrugged. "All of them. Isn't that the point?"

"If that act is sex, then it's been five people -- including you. You know two of the others..." Beth said sitting up and reaching for her clothes.

"How many?"

"Harrison, do you really want to know the answer? I will tell you."

He nodded.

Beth sighed as she grabbed a towel and began wiping the semen off her body. "Too many for me to remember and number. They were nothing to me, didn't want to know them and didn't care if they enjoyed what happened or not. In my mind, they were a big warm sex-toy to get me off."

"How many with safe sex?"

Beth reached and touched her hand. "Harrison, when I knew we were serious, I got tested... fully tested... I hadn't had a STD for months before we met and didn't have as much as a cold sore before... Which, I admit was pure luck."

"How many?"

Beth closed her eyes and looked down frowning. "You were my first and only time using a condom, and I've been active since I was fourteen. If you hadn't insisted using one our first time, I wouldn't have. Then I knew what we have was serious and didn't want to give you anything and insisted you continue using one. After my final test results, when I knew I was completely clean, that's when I let you enter me bareback. Are you upset?"

"No, just curious... After ten years, I'm still getting to know my wife." Harrison shook his head. "Don't apologize. I'm glad we're discussing everything freely now. It does help."

"I have condoms... in my nightstand."

"I know, I found them..."

"That why you just asked, isn't it?"

Harrison shook his head and said, "No, I found one in the garbage. You're using it on your dildo, right?"

Beth blushed. "Bacteria going from colon to vagina is bad, so rather than have to clean it every time, I use a condom for ass play each time now."

"I'll use one..."

Beth eyes flashed. "I'm clean. After my -- mistake -- I was tested again and we've already..."

Harrison stood up and hugged his naked wife and whispered in her ear. "I mean I'll use one when I fuck your ass..."

Beth kissed him and hugged him tighter. "Do you want to do that? I don't want..."

"I loved how it felt -- especially when you came... I just don't want the smell on my dick for a week..."

"Okay... I'll get the lube," Beth said excitedly as she exited the bedroom.

"I didn't mean now... I mean later," said Harrison getting up to follow her, "Aren't you exhausted?"

Beth called back from their bedroom, "What, you can't keep up with your horny wife?"

Harrison closed his eyes and shook his head. He put on his boxers and headed to the master bedroom to shower.

Beth was sitting on the bed in her robe. "I didn't mean anything, I was just teasing..."

"I know..." Harrison didn't look at her and headed to the bathroom.

"Seriously, I was kidding, you did wear me out!" Beth called over the running water of the shower, "Sorry, it was a fuckin' stupid thing to say."

As he showered, Harrison thought, "She wants to swing because I'm not enough for her. Is that the problem? If I don't at least try, she'll either cheat or be unhappy... No, she said it's about sharing an experience... Do I even want to do this?"

As he climbed out to dry, Beth was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, still sitting on the bed. "Harry, I'd be happy to just able to make love to you the rest of my life. When you do slow down, there's a blue pill for that. And lube for when I do."

"If I said forget it to trying... things out with the others, you'd be fine with it?" Harrison approached the bed in his towel.

"I would be disappointed, but I'm disappointed when I buy a lottery ticket and don't win. I wanted you to be part of it and enjoy it. I'll keep saying I fucked up so bad hiding that from you for years and not making it just about us from the beginning, and keep trying to make amends."

"Beth, I said I would give it a try and I will -- once I am ready..." He reached over to kiss her forehead, and felt her hand under the towel. She gently stroked him and he started stiffening.

"I just showered..."

"You missed a spot..." She removed the towel and took him in her mouth for the first time since the night of the power outage. Her eyes were wide open staring at him as she bobbed on him as her tongue flicked along the side of his shaft. She pulled back and stroked him. "This looked all ready to go... where would you like to finish... in my mouth? On my pretty face?"

"Grab a condom..."

Beth squealed with delight and took off her jeans; she wasn't wearing anything underneath but her red landing strip. She reached into her nightstand and pulled out a package and the bottle of lubricant. She opened the condom, unrolled it a bit, then carefully placed it in her mouth.

Knowing what was coming, Harrison steadied his erection as Beth slid the condom on using just her mouth. Even though it felt nowhere as good as being naked in her mouth, the eroticism of it really turned him on. Beth grabbed a pillow, and leaned over the bed using the pillow to give more leverage. She grabbed her ass cheeks and parted them.

Harrison admired her waxed lips and puckered asshole as he applied the lubricant just above her ass. Beth shivered as some ran down her leg. He applied some more to the condom, and then a finger that he inserted inside her to lube her inside.

"Wait..." Beth said. She stretched from where she was bent over and pulled out her long purple dildo. "Fuck me with this to start... in my pussy, not my ass..."

Harrison shrugged and gently slid it in her pussy with a wet sucking sound. Beth moaned in delight as he slid it in and out of her.

"Okay, now leave it in...fuck my ass..."

Harrison left it sticking out three inches and grabbed his shaft to aim the tip of his cock at her asshole. Beth kept her cheeks parted and breathed heavily as it slowly slid in. He slowly went deeper and deeper and then slowly pulled out. Beth released her cheeks and reached to grab the dildo and started fucking herself with it.

"Yes, now... you can fuck me now..."

Harrison could feel her hand and the dildo as he fucked her.

"God yes," screamed Beth, "Fucking both my holes like a slut... So fucking good... fuck.... I'm coming...." She released the dildo, still in her and shuddered.

Harrison felt her contract around him, but considering he came twice before showering, he had a bit to go. He grabbed her by the hips and thrusted harder. Beth just sighed and, after a bit, started fucking herself with the dildo again.

With a grunt, Harrison came.

"Don't stop, I'm fuck close.... Keep fucking my ass, baby... Fuck me... fuck me... FUCK." The dildo fell to the floor and Harrison pulled out, making sure the condom came with his cock.

Beth collapsed on her stomach, breathing heavy with her pale skin flushed. "Even better that before..."

"So who was the dildo supposed to be?" Harrison said heading to the bathroom to clean up, "Marc or Reg?"

"Please, don't do this," Beth said walking in and kissing him on the cheek, "It was a dildo. My vagina is only for you, just you. I was intrigued and now have experienced getting fucked in both my holes. I enjoyed it plenty with the toy. To switch it up, you two can switch occasionally..."

"So vaginal penetration is off the table if I decide to go through with it?"

Beth stepped into the shower and started.

"Beth, You're avoiding the question?"

Beth said loudly over the running water. "I'm thinking how to word this so you don't take it the wrong way. Harry, all of me is off limits without your verbal consent. Even with your verbal consent, my vagina is only for your cock. For me, I need to keep that special for just us because it's more than fucking for me. While I'm experiencing you in my pussy, I never want to spoil it with someone else in me back there. In my mouth, that would be different. If I know about it before hand and am present, I would not object to you having vaginal sex with another woman. You'd need to decide, for you, what is sacred and you only do with me. If we love and respect each other, I don't think it needs to be the same."

Harrison left the bathroom and headed to the den to think. If he agreed to full out swing, he could fuck the other women's pussies, but the other guys couldn't have hers. He knew he would be pissed if the situation was reversed -- he was still upset about what they already saw and did with his wife. He didn't want to do this for petty payback, but why not get a little for what happened behind his back?

"Hey..." Beth walked into the den wearing the same shirt and jeans as before and sat on the chair across from Harrison. "You upset?"

"Thinking," Harrison said, "And decided kissing, real kissing. I know it's a less intimate thing, but I only want to kiss you."

Beth came and sat beside home and gave him a big hug. "That can be a very intimate thing. Since we became a couple, I have never kissed another man. I plan to continue that as well. Do you mind if I continue kissing women, though... it is a real turn-on for me. With your consent of course."

"Please do... I'd love to see that," Harrison said and kissed her hard.

"Harry, hasn't it been enough today?" Beth giggled as he kissed her neck. "Stop, I need to ask you something."

Harrison stopped and Beth moved away from him and took his hand, giving him the feeling he wasn't going to like this.

"Harrison, Reg has seen me naked -- all of me. Would you like to see Riley naked? This isn't anything to do with, you know. Riley thinks it's only fair and I have no problem with it. Reg isn't going to know --unless you want to tell him. I know he pisses you off sometimes, probably even more now."

"Now that I realize some of his little comments were basically gloating without me knowing it - especially with his 'jokes' about your ass - yeah. If this isn't some set up, and you're okay, I have no problem with it."

Beth's eyes narrowed. "My gorgeous friend, who is toned to shit and I don't think you've seen even in a bathing suit before? You're just 'okay' seeing her naked?"

"If I had to chose, I'd pick seeing pictures of you naked over her any day. But... of course, I'd want to. Can't see any straight guy not wanting to see her."

"Or bi-woman..." Beth smiled and sent a text on her phone.

Beth was right. Harrison had seen Riley in mid-thigh shorts and a tank-top, but never anything really revealing. She was really skinny and flat-chested, but her legs and arms were really toned, and her face looked like a model. Being a yoga instructor probably helped. Harrison tried to think where his phone was to see the pictures once they were sent.

Harrison went looking in a couple places, and then remembered it was in the spare bedroom where him and Beth had their first sexual encounter of the day. He checked, but there were no texts from Riley or Beth. Just then, he heard a knock on the door.

He walked back downstairs to see Riley and Beth sitting down on the couch talking. Riley was wearing yoga pants and a baggy t-shirt and her long dark hair was wet and back in a ponytail. She barely had any make-up, but blessed with a dark complexion and flawless skin, she still looked amazing.