Chapter 3 - Lisa's experience
It was Friday afternoon and Lisa had fed two children. Two toddlers were definitely more than twice the work of one. Yet the ability to singularly focus on parenting was cathartic.
She waited for her best friend to pick up her daughter and finally share what had happened next door. It was Lisa's decision to refrain from contact these two days, but the absence of information was killing her. How did Christine act? Was she able to enjoy it? If it went poorly it could be awkward.
Surprisingly she didn't have any concerns with her husband. He was the sweetest man she had ever met. Yes, he was masculine and took charge sexually. Yet she was confident that he would handle it with grace if Christine had rebuffed him. She knew he would be patient beyond necessary.
Christine gave a courteous knock as she entered the unlocked house. The anxiety about how she would enter was huge. Once her smile peaked around the corner, all concern was vanquished. Christine barely paused before she sped across the room and gave Lisa a huge hug. Lisa could barely breathe from the strength of that hug.
"I love you so much. Please tell me you still want to be my friend!" Christine begged for affirmation.
"Of course, nothing could hurt my love for you," Lisa confirmed. "Unless of course, you hurt my husband.", she teased to lighten the mood.
Christine wouldn't release her friend. The embrace felt comfortable. It softened the existence of guilt. And possibly, she was afraid of eye contact. Eventually, they pulled apart and made coffee as something normal to break the tension.
"Well, Tell me how it went. Brian is coming home for lunch so that will be the first time he will share his side of this torrid affair."
"Oh, please don't call it that. I'm feeling vulnerable. I couldn't live with you thinking it was torrid."
"I'm only joking of course". Lisa replied.
Christine had multiple conflicting feelings but could hardly do anything but giggle with her friend. Lisa had to repeatedly chastise Christine for apologizing. It was obvious much of her guilt stemmed from enjoying herself so much.
"I want to know everything. Can I assume you did everything?" Lisa attempted to pry out details.
"Listen, I could tell you everything. But ultimately I want you to explore it without comparing anything to my experience. Can we agree to wait until your turn to share details?" Christine wasn't hiding her positive experience but also was trying to hold a few secrets.
Lisa assured her best friend that all would be fine. She just wanted to know if there was any resistance or boundaries she needed next week. And she wanted to share how wonderful of a time she had with two amazing children.
"I will answer the following. Yes, it was amazing. Yes, I enjoyed the experience; even more than the fantasy. Yes, Brian and I did fuck but only after the second night. Steve and I are stronger than ever. And I fully expect you to fuck my husband next week. And lastly, they will do anything you ask so come prepared with requests." That last comment made both of them laugh.
Christine wanted to share more but both women agreed to wait for exact details. Christine asked more about handling two young children. For the first time, she felt like her friendship with Brian stood on its own, apart from just couples. The sex may just have been sex. But sleeping together was intimate and playful. A trusting friendship had developed over those two days.
Christine gathered her daughter and went home for the weekend as a family. Each couple grew closer that weekend as that first experience gelled into their lives. Brian honored their agreement to hold off on sharing too many details. And he was amazingly happy all weekend.
Monday morning Lisa was a wreck with nerves. From her perspective, it was just a fun game until this day. Now the reality of her impending event was front and center. Just before lunch, she walked to her best friend's house to drop off her daughter. She would be given the entire afternoon to herself, and the next day. It seemed like a personal vacation.
Her imagination swooned about the upcoming evening. She wished Christine had shared the details. She could then just copy her experience. It has been eight years since she dated anyone new. Would she even know how to act? She wrote down a list of fantasies, which seemed so cheesy.
Brian came home alone. He planned half an hour alone with his wife before Steve would arrive.