Chapter 1 - Was It Adultery?
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Everyone has a best friend, that person you've known since childhood who has always been there for you. She's the one you confide in, yell at, and in general feel free to say or do anything yet you know she will always be there for you later. You share everything with your best friend, right?
For me, Beth has always been that best friend. I've said before that my parents were my best friends but that is more from the standpoint of the type of relationship we have. After all, my parents can't just walk away from me! Beth and I met when we were little girls and went through school together, grew up in church together, and partied together.
Beth and I certainly have our differences but I think that is what has made our relationship so special. Had we been clones of one another I doubt that we would have been able to stand the sight of each other after a while. Our strengths and weaknesses complement each other and as a pair we were stronger than the two of us individually.
As an only child, I never had a sister whereas Beth was the youngest of what had been a virtual tribe at home. She was the next-to-youngest of five kids - three boys and two girls. Her older siblings had all finished school and moved out leaving just her and her younger brother Tony at home as she finished school at a local college. For me, Beth was almost like a sister to me, at least the way I dreamed having a sister would have been. She was a regular fixture at our house as we grew up and it was almost at times like she actually WAS a member of the family. I spent a lot of time at her house as well and her parents were more like my aunt and uncle than your typical older couple.
From the time I started having sex, I'd always preferred more one-on-one sex than groups. It's not that I have anything against orgies or gangbangs, it's just that I like the intimacy. To be completely honest I have to admit that I prefer being the center of attention as well.
In contrast, Beth's first time was with two guys and she never looked back. As she got older, some of her partners would invite her to private parties and soon she became a fixture at the local sex party scene. Of course I knew she went to them since we shared most of our experiences; but the whole sex party scene never sounded like something I really wanted to get involved with.
It wasn't until I was nineteen and home on break after my freshman year of college that she convinced me to join her at one of her so-called parties. As things turned out, it was quite an experience and over the next few years I attended a few of them. Each was a little different and offered me new experiences so I found them fun but purely from a sexual perspective. The problem was that afterwards I was always left with this cold empty feeling when I realized I didn't even know the names of some of the guys who had fucked me! It wasn't that it was important to me that I knew their names, it was the fact that they never told me them in the first place and then pumped me full of their cum that was the problem for me.
One of the interesting things about Beth and I was that as close as we were, we had never done anything of an overtly sexual nature with each other except for some playing around at the parties. That really didn't count for me since everyone was doing it so it wasn't like we were being exactly intimate with one another. I don't know if it was actually a conscious decision or more of something that just never happened. Maybe it was something in the backs of our minds something told us if we went down that path that maybe there was a chance we might change our relationship into something we weren't ready for.
Then one day everything changed. I was home on fall break from my sophomore year in college when we were in the hot tub together and had sex for the first time. It wasn't something we planned but rather something that just happened. What really made it incredible was that it didn't end there. My parents came home while we were making out in the hot tub and to my complete shock and amazement, my dad ended up fucking Beth right in front of me and my mom!
I should say at this point that there WAS one thing I had not shared with Beth up to that point and that was my "special" relationship with my parents. Thus when he did her all I did was watch and didn't join in. It just didn't seem to be the right time to tell her - if there would ever be such a time for that matter.
Seeing my dad having sex wasn't exactly new - I'd seen him fuck my mom and aunt many times before this but there was a good reason for me to be shocked seeing him do Beth. As close as we were, Beth was not actually my sister and for my dad to fuck her was technically adultery and a sin. Since marriage, neither my mom or dad had ever had sex with anyone not in their immediate family. This had held true for over twenty years of marriage and I'd always considered it one of the major pillars in the success of their marriage. Thus at first I wasn't sure how to take it but the more I thought about it the less it bothered me. After all, I only had one best friend and if there was anyone that should be able to fuck my dad it would be her.
A month later when I was home on Christmas break my dad did Beth again. That was the last time they did it until finally in September of last year we did it together with my dad. That was another significant moment because until then I had never told anyone outside my family about what I did with my family. It felt great to be able to finally openly discuss it with my best friend! It didn't hurt that having her watch while I rode my dad was an incredibly erotic feeling.
As it turned out, that was the last time my dad did anything with Beth. I know she would love to do him again - he's not bad at all when it comes to sex, but he hasn't shown any interest and I have never wanted to push the issue. Although neither he or my mom ever said anything to me about it, I can't help but wonder if perhaps they have had second thoughts about whether he should be fucking Beth. Not so much that it was Beth as the fact he was committing adultery. If there was one thing they'd both had drilled into me growing up was to be careful what doors you opened because even though you may just peek inside, unless you're ready to face whatever is on the other side, don't open the door. I wondered if perhaps my dad had chosen to shut this particular door while he still could...
In any case, my dad never mentioned fucking Beth again and never showed any interest in doing her. We have sort of avoided the subject and the whole affair made me understand the wisdom in my parents' position on adultery. Even if both partners agreed to it there was never going to be a happy ending.
Chapter 2 - Playing In the Pool
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Beth had invited me over to her house to spend the night. The weather was great and I couldn't wait to go over and jump in her family's beautiful in-ground pool. I drove over to her house and she greeted me at the door with a squeal and a hug. Her parents were in the living room and waved hello as I passed though. I'd been to their house so many times and spent so many nights there they didn't even bat an eyebrow when they saw me.
Beth and I went straight to her room where we traded gossip and caught up on our latest adventures. I even told Beth all about my day out with Charlene - the soccer-mom who the first person I had ever met from the Internet. Beth was stunned at the news to say the least.
"Oh my god, Kelly," she gasped as I concluded my account of that day.
Needless to say I left out the parts about what I did at my own house with my parents but she was plenty turned on hearing about what I had to say as it was. "And her I thought you'd sworn NEVER to meet anyone that way - no matter how tempting."
I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. She was right, as usual. I had indeed sworn never to meet anyone from on-line and for years I'd managed to stick to that promise. I tried to explain to Beth that is was strictly a onetime thing and I would probably never do such a thing again. Besides, it was with a woman not a man. Heck, my mom had even met Charlene before I went off alone with her.
At that point Beth asked me if I was ready to hit the pool and I only had to be asked once! I'd brought along a bikini of course - we never swam nude in her pool as her parents were pretty conservative and definitely not into that kind of thing. Admittedly it wasn't MUCH of a bikini - more like some small pieces of cloth held together with some colorful string. In fact, this was one of my outfits my dad liked to joke that the care tag had more material than the outfit!
