The events of the previous night seemed like a long-ago dream when I woke up next to the soft, naked form of my gorgeous girlfriend Jenny. She was still asleep, breathing softly, her eye-makeup a little smudged, but looking as enticing as ever.
I rolled out of bed, careful not to wake her, and went into the bathroom to have a piss. My cock was still a bit slimy from fucking her when we got home from the party, and it brought home the events of the previous evening. I suddenly felt a dull nausea in the pit of my stomach, along with an aching sexual hunger for the girl, my girl, asleep on the bed. But also for something more, something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
I decided to have a quick shower before waking Jenny with a cup of tea, as was our habit on Sunday mornings. As I scrubbed at the dried semen still crusted in the hairs on my thigh, I ran through all the images from the party that were burned into my brain, probably forever, along with the associated, complex emotions.,
There was no way I could tell Jenny that I had spied on her fucking a stranger at a party, let alone my intense voyeuristic reaction, but I was also desperate beyond my understanding to know what had happened in that bedroom while I waited outside like some cuckold for whatever it was to be over.
I decided my only option was to play it cool. Jenny had said she would tell me all about it, so all I needed to do was be cool. But I certainly didn't feel cool. I had given her permission to do what she had done - shit, I'd almost asked for it by pushing for an open relationship.
Jenny was awake by the time I returned to bed with two mugs of steaming, milky tea.
"Good morning, lovely boy!" She smiled at me with her lovely, sleepy smile, then stretched and yawned before sitting up and reaching for her tea.
She's acting as if nothing has happened, as if nothing has changed, I thought. Then I remembered: just be cool.
"Hi, sweetie" I responded, and waited.
She sipped at her tea in silence for a moment, then, without looking at me, said matter-of-factly, "What a party, hey?"
"Yeah," I said, "great party."
"I was a bit drunk, wasn't I?" She was looking down into her tea.
"Were you? I don't remember seeing that much of you." I smiled at her, like it was a bit of a joke. Mr Cool, that's me.
She was still looking into her tea. "Are you okay with what happened last night... you know, with what I did..?"
She looked up and into my eyes. Here we go.
"I'm not sure," I said, and I wasn't. Time to lie. "I don't know what you did last night."
"Really?" she said. "I was sure someone at the party would have told you."
"Told me what?"
Jenny took a gulp of tea, and pulled the sheet up to cover her breasts.
"Some people saw me... er, us... me and a friend... in the backyard. I thought someone would have told you..."
"No," I replied, "What friend in the backyard?" I feigned an expression of bewilderment. It was true than no one had said anything, but I had noticed a few looks.
"It was a guy... a guy called Ash", she smiled slightly. "He's really nice, and funny, and really big - I mean tall."
"The red-headed bikie guy?" I offered, innocently. "What were you doing with him?"
"I... um... well, I kind of... had sex with him..." She looked at me with an exaggerated apologetic expression.
"Kind of..?" I asked, trying to sound cool and surprised at the same time. "And people saw you 'kind of' having sex? Tell me everything."
"Okay, but don't forget this was your idea."
Not exactly, I thought to myself, but I just nodded.
"Well," she paused, taking her mind back to the previous evening, "I was on the couch on the front veranda talking to that cute couple that live there, Sue and Rob, and then this guy, Ash, suddenly sat down with us, right next to me actually, and offered to share a joint with us. He's a bit older, about twenty-two or something, with these really cool tattoos on his arms, and he was just so nice and so funny. We all smoked the joint and he talked a lot and he made me laugh so much. Are you really sure you want to hear this?"
"Yes", I answered, and I really did.
"Well, we were all a bit squashed together on the lounge, and he was kind of accidentally-on -purpose rubbing up against me, and it felt nice, kind of... intimate, I guess, and I started thinking about what you'd said, you know, about the open relationship thing?
"Anyway, after a while, he leans in and whispers in my ear, asking if he could kiss me. I really liked him a lot, and I really felt like kissing him, too, but I also didn't want to upset you, so I told him about the open relationship thing, and said I'd have to check with you first. He just laughed and said he'd wait there, and that's when I came and found you, remember?"
"Yes", I repeated. My stomach was starting to churn, but my dick was already getting hard.
"Anyway", Jenny continued, "So I let him kiss me and it was really nice. Sue and Rob started kissing each other next to us, too. It was really sexy. After a while Ash started touching me too, touching my boobs, just on the outside of my clothes. He was really gentle, and with the other guys there, it was such a turn-on. Are you okay?"
The expression on my face must have been reflecting some of my inner turmoil, because Jenny was suddenly looking at me with concern.
"I'm fine, really," I managed. "Just a bit hungover, I guess. Go on."
"Well, as I said, we were kissing and cuddling and it felt so good, and I put my hand on Ash's leg, but his dick was there, down the leg of his jeans, and I could feel that he was getting hard, so I started rubbing him through his jeans, which he really liked. Then he asked me if I wanted to check out the back yard. I knew what he meant right away, but I didn't say anything - I just kissed him some more and squeezed his... you know... with my hand."
Jenny paused and looked at me, trying to judge my reaction so far. Her breathing had becoming deeper and a light flush had spread from her face, down her neck and across the top of her breasts - a clear sign of her arousal. As for me, despite the tightness gripping my heart, I was hard as a rock.
"Keep going," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Don't leave anything out."
"Okay, um..." She gathered her thoughts and continued. "I didn't say anything, so Ash stood up and took my hand. We said goodbye to Rob and Sue, and he led me through to the back of the house. No one seemed to notice us, and we slipped out the back door, closing it behind us. The yard was empty, except for a clothesline and lots of long grass, and it was quite dark. Just one light bulb over the door. Anyway, Ash put his arm around me and led me to a darker spot, away from the door, near the top of the driveway. We sat down in the long grass and started kissing again. It felt really naughty, you know. Ash was very gentle, and we kind of naturally ended up lying down, with Ash squeezing my boobs while he kissed me. I started rubbing him through his jeans again. I was getting so turned on, I wanted more, so I grabbed the hand that was on my boob and put it between my legs. He got the message and started rubbing me through my panties . It felt amazing and I almost came. Then he pulled my dress up and put his hand inside my panties, and started putting his fingers in me. I was so wet."
Jenny paused again, looking at me. Her face was quite red at this point.
"And then...?" I asked.
"Then I whispered to him to please fuck me... and he did."
"Just like that..?" I was shocked by the abruptness of her confession.
"Pretty much. I took my panties off, he pulled his pants down, I opened my legs, and he fucked me."
Although the graphic details of their backyard tryst were already permanently etched into my memory, I needed more. I needed to hear more from Jenny.
"Was it good?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Very good?"
"Yes."
"Did you come?"
"Yes."
"Both of you?"