Monday night was upon us before long and Jill said she'd put the kids down and that I should talk with Ben and to let her know when it was time to come down. We hadn't heard from Ben since he left Sunday morning so we figured he would still report for work Monday night as usual. Only time would tell if he would indeed show up and how awkward things might be moving forward. We all had a lot invested in the business at this point so I was certainly crossing my fingers that the time and money put towards that would not be for naught.
Ben arrived right on time as I saw the lights of his car pull in the driveway. I wasn't sure what to expect from our conversation but assumed it would be civil at the minimum.
As Ben knocked on the door I opened up and welcomed him in. I figured there was no reason to beat around the bush so decided to get right to it.
"Jill thinks the two of us should talk before she comes down to join us," I started. "So why don't we head down to the basement."
Ben just nodded and made his way down and I followed behind. Ben settled in his normal swivel chair over by the desk where he worked his magic on the computer each night he was here. I sat across on the couch and faced him and began the conversation.
"Obviously a lot has taken place since we were all last down here," I said. "And Jill and I have talked about it and we both felt it was important to talk to you to get your thoughts as well. Our arrangement here has been really good for us and for the progress of our business and you are a big part of that but it would be naïve to think there is not a new dynamic for all of us."
"I agree," Ben began. "I wondered all weekend if I would get a call or text saying not to come back. I wondered all weekend if I should come back. And I really hoped I hadn't caused any damage to your relationship, as you both have been nothing but great to me since we first met."
"Well we're glad you did come back," I answered. "Jill and I decided that the only way for us to have that conversation was to have full transparency with each other. It was the only way to understand what happened the other night and to move forward so all I ask from you is the same thing and we can all take it from there."
"I think that makes a lot of sense," replied Ben.
"Certainly a number of factors led to the other night," I said. "And perhaps it was a perfect storm of things that led it to where it ultimately went. I never thought I would be watching my wife do a strip tease for another man let alone end up giving that man a blow job in front of me. But that's what unfolded."
"I kept waiting for Jill to end it," said Ben. "Then I kept waiting for you to end it. And when she kept going and when you didn't stop it then it got to the point where I didn't want it to stop."
"It was kind of an out-of-body experience for me," I admitted. "The whole thing took me by surprise and it was hard to see it for how real it was. I think seeing that Jill was in control the whole time and that you weren't forcing anything made it ok for some reason. The last thing we want you think is that it was your fault or that you should be sorry for anything."
"I can't tell you how relieved I am to hear that," Ben said.
It was obvious that was true and obvious that he wanted to say more but stopped.
"Go ahead," I said. "It's important to say what you feel. We did it a few times on Sunday and it helped so much."
Ben paused for a few before beginning.
"When I met with you two that first night I did it as a favor to a friend," he started. "I had no intention of working with you."
There was a long pause.
"Then I saw Jill," he finished. "She took my breath away. And when she started to talk I was just blown away with everything about her. And I know I am talking about your wife here and that makes it hard to say. I think Jill is amazing and I think you are the luckiest guy in the world."
Ben started to shake a bit as he talked.
"It's ok man," I said. "Trust me. If anyone understands what you think and feel about her it's me. And I do feel lucky. And I don't mind telling you that we both like you. We both think highly of you. And still do."
"I know you didn't set out to share Jill with me in that way," Ben picked back up. "But the fact that you don't hate me after that is enough for me. It was the most amazing night in my entire life. I hope you pinch yourself a lot because that is all I have done the past day and a half."
I had to laugh at that a little bit.
"But I know why I am here," Ben continued. "And as hard as it may be, and as hard as I may be around her, I will stick to business."
"Well let's just see how it goes," I said.
"What do you mean?" Ben asked.
"The genie's out of the bottle Ben," I answered. "You can't just put it back it in."
"I'm not sure I understand what you are saying," Ben replied.
"Look," I started slowly. "You fucked my wife senseless and she loved it. She did not hide that fact from me. She flat out told me she loved it. She did not hold back in saying how great it was."
"Really?" Ben asked. "Jill loved fucking me?"
"Yes," I answered. "She did."
You could see Ben swell with pride and that new knowledge.
"Does that mean...?" he added.
"Well I don't know the answer to that," I answered. "But I do know Jill has no regrets about fucking you."
"And what about you?" Ben asked. "Do you?"
"I actually don't," I said. "I know it sounds weird but you brought something out of her that was obviously hiding or that I didn't know how to bring out and she has seemed to be a really happy woman these past 48 hours so it's hard to regret that. Whether she wants to explore that side of herself any more we'll just have to see."
"Does it bother you knowing how much I like your wife?" Ben asked.
"No," I said.
"Will it bother you if I fuck her again?" he asked.
"Well I don't think so but I guess we'll take it a step at a time and Jill will have a lot to say about what does and does not happen moving forward," I answered.
"I hope this question doesn't offend you," Ben continued. "Jill indicated when she came down that night that she had your permission to be there. Did you send Jill down to get fucked?"
The question caught me off guard a bit.
"Well after what I had witnessed when it was my turn with her I didn't have much of a chance to last long and that left Jill frustrated," I said honestly. "When I came downstairs and noticed you were still here, and, well, obviously had more in you I let Jill know and left it up to her."
"So you decided that once you saw me?" Ben asked.
"Yeah," I said. "I guess so."
"I just want to make sure I understand," Ben said. "So you saw me jerking off my cock and then you went back upstairs and basically sent Jill down to me to get fucked?"
"Well," I stuttered. "I guess that is kind of how it happened."
"Did you come down and watch us?" Ben asked.
I delayed my response as I suddenly felt like a pervert and Ben saved me some slight embarrassment.
"Don't answer," he said. "I saw your reflection in the window when I was fucking Jill from behind and again when she was riding me. I hope you liked what you saw."
"It was erotic," I said sheepishly.
"Ok," responded Ben. "One last question I promise. Do you want me to fuck Jill again?"
"Well that is up to Jill, " I said.
"But I am asking you," replied Ben. "You said full transparency and I will tell you that I definitely want to fuck Jill again. But I want to know from you if you want me to fuck your wife again?"
This suddenly felt like an answer that had a lot of weight behind it but it was also an answer that only had one of two responses.
