She winced, as he looked aghast, but she continued, "My promise to myself to only go to him when you were out of town didn't last very long. Even when you were home, he and I had sex.
"The night of the fire, he tricked me. He said we were going someplace to have some fun, but he didn't say it was an orgy. I would have refused if he had. Sex with him was one thing, but sex with a bunch of people I didn't know was something else. He thought I was ready for another step on the road of sexual freedom. I wasn't. I tried to argue when I realized what he wanted me to do, but that didn't last long. It was like he was using peer pressure against me.
"He and some of the other participants talked about how everyone there was doing it. It was fun and there was nothing wrong with it; there was nothing to be afraid of. I don't know if he did that on purpose, but I finally gave in because of the pressure and because I wasn't sure if he would take me back home. I didn't know where I was, but I knew it was way too far to walk... So I let two guys I just met have sex with me. He told me they knew what they were doing and would give me a great time. He was right they did know. They must have had lots of practice.
"It was one of the most unusual evenings I have ever had. I've never had so much physical enjoyment while at the same time my emotions were giving me fits. I didn't want to be there, and my conscience was bothering me big time."
She looked up in time to see an incredulous look on his face, "I don't why I was able to rationalize away my conscience when I was with Jimmy but not that night. Maybe it was because those two guys were strangers and there were two of them instead of just one. Plus as I said I didn't want to be there."
She swallowed and continued, "As I have already said they knew what they were doing. They both undressed me, going slow and caressing various parts of my body as they took off my clothes. They had this trick, where one would lick between my legs while the other would suck on a breast. He kept going back and forth to each. After a minute they traded places, but the way they did it was one would start licking downward along my side, while the other went upward along my other side. It was good. I climaxed while they were doing that, but I still didn't want to be there.
"I didn't let them do everything they wanted. I made sure there was no anal. I had done anal with Jimmy. Um, the fifth time we were together I let him do it that way. That was another strange night for me, because his wife walked in on us. She had the same philosophy as he did, so she didn't care that he had sex with other women. I think she even enjoyed the idea. He had gone in very slowly. Uh, his shaft is narrower than yours and maybe an inch longer, maybe that's why it seemed so easy, it just slipped in easy as butter. And he went in so slow. I barely felt him moving, I didn't believe a guy could go that slow.
"I ended up having an anal climax and as I was finishing I heard his wife say, 'He's very good at that, isn't he?' I almost jumped out of my skin, because I hadn't heard her come in. As I stared at her, she went on, 'I don't know how he does that, but it always feels so good when he fucks my butt.'
"Even though I knew she had the same philosophy, I started getting nervous. She talked some more and I responded to her, but soon after she left, I went home. After I got home I got ready for bed feeling strange. My conscience was acting up and I was still shook that she saw me with her husband. After I laid down in bed, I suddenly realized you weren't there. I almost panicked. I didn't know where you were. Were you hurt, dead, or at a meeting? I didn't know what it was. I wondered if it was a dinner you had told me about, but that I had forgotten. I knew if it was work related or some hobby of yours, you would have told me. If that was so I had forgotten and I didn't like that. It meant that I was thinking too much about being with Jimmy.
"I thought about calling your cell phone, but if you were in a meeting you would have it off, and if you did answer, I would have to admit that I had forgotten. I searched our room, looking for a note from you, or a something. I had almost decided I needed to call you anyway when I found a note you must have written to yourself about a meeting that evening with some clients from out of town. I was relieved, but still angry at myself for not paying enough attention to you. I decided to cut back being with Jimmy - and I did. In fact the next few weeks I cut back so much that I kidded myself by saying that if I cut back any more I could wean myself from him."
She looked down at this point and said, "I didn't even try... in my foolishness and selfishness I thought I could have the best of two worlds."
She looked at him with her eyes glistening, "I'm sorry... I blew it so badly."
He let her sit like that for a moment, then asked, "What else happened at the orgy?"
He tried to ask it without emotion, but she heard the hurt in his voice.
"Sorry, I got sidetracked. As I was saying they wanted to do anal and I knew they wanted to give me a DP, but I wouldn't let myself go that far. I... I already went way too far, but there were still lines I didn't want to cross. I did suck on one for a few seconds while the other was screwing me. That was kinda fun, and I did it again when they traded places, but I couldn't let myself go totally.
"When it was time for them to have a climax I was determined not to let them do it inside me. I don't know how they timed it so they both were ready to climax at the same moment, but they did. At that time they were both screwing me. One would be inside me For a few seconds then he would pull out, and before he was all the way out his partner would be pushing in. For a second, or two, I had two shafts in me each time they traded places. It did feel good and I had another climax, but I still wasn't emotionally enjoying it.
"I was determined, perhaps as a act of defiance, that they would not climax inside me. I told them to pull out. I wasn't sure which one was in me at that moment, and come on me. I meant on my stomach, but they obviously thought I was being sexy and wanted it on my breasts, for they jumped up and masturbated until they both climaxed all over my breasts. They did it within two seconds of each other. I was kinda amazed at that, but after they were done I had already decided that I was going to find Jimmy and tell him I was done for the evening. The two guys obviously wanted and expected more, but I started reaching for my clothes.
"It was at that point someone yelled fire. I looked around wondering if they were kidding. But more people yelled fire and I thought I saw smoke through one doorway. I grabbed my clothes, which were right next to where we were having sex, and ran from the house. Some other participants joined me, and many of those were naked. I could easily see how some lost their clothes. They had stripped in one room, but had gone to another. They hadn't had time to go find their clothes. So some were naked, while others had an article of clothing on, probably borrowed from someone else. That was how some of them lost their wallets to the fire. "Once outside I got dressed in everything but my bra. I didn't want to take the time to put that on. I didn't even take the time to clean off their sperm. I just slipped my blouse on. Somehow Jimmy found me and I saw he was dressed too. I thought we could escape notice, since we were both dressed, but maybe some of the people who came by to watch the fire and were standing next to us saw I wasn't wearing a bra, or they could see the stains on my blouse where the sperm leaked through. It was kinda obvious what had made the stains.
"That's the only way I can guess people figured it out, or maybe Jimmy said something for some reason. I don't know. I was shocked when I saw myself pictured in the crowd watching the fire. I knew you would see me too, so I tried to come up with something to say to you. To explain why I was there instead of where I was supposed to be. It didn't work though; somehow you knew. I don't know how you knew I was with Jimmy. He was in the picture, but he wasn't the only one standing close to me."
"I don't know how I knew, but to me it was obvious he was with you. Maybe the way he was standing or maybe it was husband intuition. When you lied about why you were there, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew you were lying, and I knew you had lied to me before since you found it so easy to lie to my face."
"It wasn't that easy. I don't know how I kept from flinching each time I lied," she said in a small voice. S he continued, "It was soon after you threw me out that I stopped seeing Jimmy. Our relationship ended in a big fight that was mostly me. We had sex once after you threw me out, and the next time I went over he said that I was tense and he started to massage my shoulders. Jimmy said that I felt all tense and he could relax me. He had done it since that first time and I usually liked it, but that day, it irritated me. It got to the point where I stood up and started yelling at him.
"All my anger and hurt and shame just poured out at him. Maybe it was because a massage had started me on my downward spiral, I don't know, but my emotions just overflowed suddenly. I called him names, said his ideas about me where all wrong. The nicest thing I said about him was that he was a stupid idiot. I even switched to the cuss words I knew in Spanish. I think I recall a dirty name for gay and I called him a, um, shithead in German. Then I said I was a shit head also in German. I'm not sure if I got the verb quite right, but any German speakers would know what I meant." H e looked at her in amazement, for he had never seen her that angry, and she had never used that type of language even when angry.
She continued, "I was full of anger and hate. That was when I knew that while I was very angry at him, half of what I was saying was aimed at myself. I couldn't stop pouring it out on him though.
"He acted like he had been expecting it and it just rolled off of him like water off a duck's back. Until I started getting personal. I said his cock was too narrow, that was why he had to use all those techniques to please a woman. I said he was ugly and his ideas were even uglier, he had been wrong about me and probably always was wrong about women. I remember saying something about him not being a real man, that you were one and he wasn't. " He didn't understand the German. He just looked at me with a puzzled expression, but he got what I meant in Spanish. I can't remember what else I said. I remember from his expression that some of my shots hit home. Finally he said a couple of things back to me I don't recall and I stormed out never to go back, or even to think about going back. About six months later he and his wife moved out of town. He said it was because he liked the countryside in another city better, but I wondered if it was because of what people were saying about him. He did get some death threats."
She was silent after that and they sat there in their own thoughts for a while, then they talked some more, after which she got dressed and went home. While they were talking he asked for her phone number, Their son had it, but he didn't and he wanted it in case of emergencies, if either child got hurt. She added, "or in case you got hurt, I would want to know."
She gave him her home phone and her cell number. And she asked for his cell number. She still remembered his home phone number. Even though he changed it twice while the whole thing was going on, he hadn't changed it since.
Two days later she got a call from him.
