There was a text from Karen that next morning telling me that the door would be unlocked and to let myself in. She would be in the pool.
I didn't sleep well the night before. When Drea woke up and realized that I wasn't going to work that next day, I told her what my plans were. She appeared to be more than fine with it. I didn't tell her that my original plans involved keeping her in the dark about it.
I didn't want to become that kind of person. She had done wrong. She admitted it. I loved her too much to hold that over her head.
Even though Karen and I had become close friends in a short amount of time, I would have traded what we had for a monogamous relationship with Drea. I knew that wasn't going to happen so I decided to embrace what was ahead.
As expected, Karen was waiting for me in the pool. The clear water provided a great window in which to view her striking sexy and naked body.
Her pear-shaped tits and puffy nipples moved up and down with the waves in the pool. Her incredibly thick patch of dark, long hair that engulfed every square inch of her pubic area waved back and forth with the under tow.
She had placed two large towels on the patio table. It took no time at all for me to get undressed and climb into the pool with her.
However, she wasn't smiling and her reaction to my presence wasn't exactly enthusiastic; in fact, it could be best surprised as being indifferent.
"Why is it so important that neither Jay nor Drea know what we're doing today? Just so that you know, Jay does know that you're here and is happy for both of us.
Randy, I really like you a lot but Jay and I aren't going to play these kind of games. I knew he was at your house yesterday and I knew that there was a chance that he and Drea would be having sex."
"No Karen," I interrupted her before she could continue. "It was that when I asked Drea about her day, she intentionally omitted the fact that Jay even came by. It wasn't until I had texted you to make sure that I confronted her.
She didn't tell me because she didn't want me to be jealous. The fact is, she didn't think that scenario through at all. Maybe she was just so horny for Jay that she didn't take time to think.
To me, that's almost a form of cheating...which is almost what I did today...but I told Drea before she left the house what my plans were. I hope things are fine now."
Karen seemed relieved. I still had unanswered questions.
"The problem that I have...and I know Drea hadn't thought it through...and I'm not sure how far ahead you and Jay have thought it through..."
Karen looked at me...then smiled.
"You mean thinking it through like how open is this relationship going to be?"
"Something like that, I guess." I was trying to be more specific than that though.
"What I'm getting at is will days like this be more common? Will you be staying in my bed while Jay stays here and sleeps with Drea?
Will we be trading partners for the whole evening? Will we be taking vacations or weekend trips separately from our spouses?
Where does it end? I've already decided to accept whatever the three of you want. It's just that this is such a change of pace in my life. As hot and sexy as I think you are, I'm still trying to accept the fact that what I'm doing is okay."
"Guilty feelings, Randy?" Karen asked with a look of somber concern in her voice.
"I won't call it guilt. I've already done it and I'm back today for more. I think it's confusion. It's doing something totally out of character for me.
When I was married to Katie, she left me for a doctor. I also learned that there had been other affairs for her over the years. Now, here I am skipping work, which I almost never do, to be with you and I had originally planned on not telling Drea about it. What in the hell is wrong with me?"
"What is wrong with you?" Karen asked rhetorically. "What's wrong with you is nothing. Not a damn thing wrong. You did the right thing. You felt guilty about not telling Drea so you did the right thing in telling her.
I wasn't going to do anything but be naked with you if you hadn't told her. You've made my day much more enjoyable already.
You may have gotten upset and went home and I would have been disappointed, but neither of us needs to be playing any games. Nothing should be a secret.
As you know, I grew up in a home where sexuality was discussed openly. Shit, only mom and dad had a door to their bedroom so when I brought a boy over and had sex, it was where anyone could walk by and watch.
Trust me, any of us three kids would stop to watch if the one of the others had someone in their bedroom. The point is, when Jay and I agreed to go that extra step with you two, it was always with the understanding that there would be nothing sneaky, dishonest, or deceitful.
You're off work Friday. Why don't I take you two out to lunch during our break? My treat. I love Drea like a sister and I know she feels the same about me. She'll listen to me."
That didn't answer my question about how far to take these new relationships.
"I don't know, Randy...I honestly don't know. If Jay and Drea wanted to go away to Catalina for a weekend, I wouldn't try to stop it. It would just give us time together as well. That wouldn't be so bad, would it?"
"I guess not. I certainly like being around you." I had no sooner uttered those words that Karen blew me away with her next comment.
"Randy, I think I love you. I'm not talking about what I have with Jay, but enjoying your company as much as I do Jay.
I have fought these feelings before with Bill. The difference is that I've never had his cock inside of me...well, just one slight bit before he stopped himself...but I've never made love to him.
We have a good friendship and we enjoy getting each other off...but I feel something different towards you and Jay has similar feelings for Drea.
This wasn't something we expected. I know it wasn't something you two did either. I'm not sure if you and Drea feel the same towards us."
I was curious to how Bill only had his cock in her for a slight bit, but my mind was still on our relationship as well as Jay and Drea.
I had been idly playing with her tits and running my hand through her bush while we talked. She began to grind her pussy against my hand. I stopped.