That Was Then Ch. 03

Authors Note:

This chapter took way too long to write and turned out much longer than I expected but here it is. I would encourage readers to at least read the first chapter of this series so you understand the main character, Mike, and how he's trying to deal with the formerly hidden sexual past of his wife, Nicole, in order to improve his relationship with her.

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Have you ever looked back on your life and thought, "What took me so long?"

It's been almost six months since I stumbled upon evidence of my wife's college sex life. The collection of photos and videos I found of her at our friend Greg's house changed our lives forever. Since then I've been trying to spice up things in the bedroom using what I've learned about her likes and dislikes. There've been quite a few successes and a couple embarrassing failures but overall things are going great. There's always room for improvement though and we're trying to find what works for both of us and we can give each other.

We've had some interesting conversations about her past adventures, like her flashing and public nudity, and I told her I thought it was really hot and wished I could see her act like that. She was hesitant and said she's really not that person anymore, but was open to playing around with those scenarios in private.

One of her favorites is pretending to be at a clothing optional resort. She loved hanging around the house naked all day and even sneaking into the backyard when she thought the neighbors weren't around. Sometimes we'd pretend to be a couple, sometimes I'd be a stranger trying to seduce her, or even resort staff giving her private 'lessons' on yoga. We had a lot of fun playing out different scenarios, always ending in incredible sex but she always reminded me that it was just role play.

I always knew she wasn't being entirely truthful when she talked about her past and would downplay things. Nicole doesn't say it outright, but I can tell her resistance has more to do with her worrying about how I'll react rather than her not wanting to do it anymore. I get it, our relationship is important to both of us, but I also hope she doesn't begin to get resentful for thinking she can't be herself around me.

It wasn't just the photos from the original "collection" that made me feel this way. Over time I've picked up new info from random conversations overheard at parties. As friends got more comfortable knowing that I was okay with her past they'd sometimes slip-up and reveal something they shouldn't. Another source was a link to an online photo gallery that was unintentionally sent to me.

Back in college the guys made sure to photograph all the big parties and that tradition continued even after they graduated. You could always count on our friend Darren to send out links the following Monday to photos of the latest party. They were usually just fun, candid photos and nothing like the crazy college sex parties they used to have. Still, there were pretty women and there was an occasional flash of breasts but unfortunately not much else. Most of these new parties were ones I attended with Nicole, so I had a good idea of what went down, but it was still fun to see the photos.

One time Darren made a mistake in the group chat and accidentally shared the link to the master folder containing subfolders of all photos and parties going back to their college days instead of just the latest party. He quickly deleted the post after he realized it was the wrong link, but I had already seen and saved it before it was removed.

Among the usual weekend parties I'd attended with Nicole were some more explicit events from the years between graduation and now that had been kept under wraps. One set I looked at recently was of photos taken at Greg's family cottage in the countryside. I recognized the location from pictures I'd seen, despite never having been there myself

The photos looked like they were taken on a warm summer afternoon and Nicole, her best friends Rachel and Aimee, and a few other women were running around skinny dipping and soaking wet. Even though the girls were completely nude, the photos still seemed pretty tame compared to some of the old college parties I've seen.

I couldn't help but smile at the photos. My wife appeared to be having an absolute blast.

The first few had Nicole and the other girls chasing and splashing each other around in the lake or attempting to do backflips off a small floating dock. Everyone seemed to be laughing, having a great time and enjoying the time in the sun with friends.

I thought it was funny that the guys still had their swimsuits on, I guess they weren't too interested in being nude in front of everyone.

As I kept scrolling things started to get more sexual. In one later photo Nicole was bending over with her hands on her knees letting the guy behind her get a nice shot of her ass.

There were other ones with Nicole running around on the grass doing nude cartwheels and unsuccessfully attempting to do a handstand to the laughter of onlookers. Her failed attempts would leave her in a position where her legs were lewdly parted for the guys watching.

Nicole and I have had a lot of fun together, but I can't think of a time when she ever had the desire to strip off her clothes and run around naked in public.

Over the last few months I've seen enough photo sets to know I probably should have stopped here before things got too sexual, but against my better judgment I kept advancing through the remaining photos. I've always tried to focus on the women other than Nicole, but I can't pretend I didn't see and know what she was up to.

There was a set of photos of three guys sitting beside each other on the edge of the dock, their feet dangling off the edge and into the water. Their swimming trunks were now gone and in front of each guy was a woman with their head in the guys lap sucking them off. Nicole, Rachel, and Aimee were all there.

They weren't just posing for funny implied photos either, as I clicked through them you could clearly see the women's lips wrapped around the guys' shafts, sucking them off.

Two of the guys were leaning back on their elbows, the other had a hand on the back of his girl's head, but all of them were definitely enjoying the blowjobs they were getting.

As this short set ended you could see the girls laughing and high fiving my wife's good friend Aimee. My best guess was that she won a 'contest' they were having, her mouth open showing off the prize the lucky guy deposited on her tongue.

Although the contest appeared to be over, the next photos showed Nicole and Rachel going back to their partners to finish them off.

In the series of photos that followed, Nicole squirted suntan lotion between her breasts to act as lubrication before having her partner place his cock between them. Nicole squeezed her tits around his shaft and jerked him off with her tits until he unloaded on her neck and chin.

My wife, proud of herself, showed off the mess before submerging in the lake to clean up.

In the other photos, Rachel pumped her partner's cock with her hand until he finally exploded, most of the cum got on her tits, but quite a bit hit her face as well. She laughed and playfully posed for the guy with the camera so he could take some close-up pictures before she dove into the water to clean up just as Nicole did.

I didn't really want to look at the rest of the photos from the lake, I knew how they were going to end. But I took a peek anyway, trying to avoid the thumbnails that looked like Nicole might be in them.

There was an evening photo of Rachel, bent over and holding onto a tree as the same guy from the dock looked like he was fucking her from behind. The guy was giving a thumbs up to the camera guy while Rachel was laughing and giving the finger.

Then there was Aimee, lying on a picnic table. Her ass on the edge and her legs in the air, her partner between them.

I knew Nicole would be doing something similar somewhere, but I didn't really want to see it. I could tell from a thumbnail that someone who was probably Nicole was photographed sandwiched between two guys on a small bed in the cottage and that was enough for me. I've seen more than enough photos over the last couple months of her having sex with her friends and didn't need to see this one.

Aside from Nicole doing this all outdoors, one of the other things that hit me most about the set was when it was taken. It wasn't during college but a few years after graduation and less than a year before I met her. I came to the realization that Nicole's wild side didn't end with graduation, it ended with me. So much for her "that was then" wild college days, turns out they were continuing right up until we started dating.

It was really difficult to think of myself as anything other than being a wet blanket to Nicole. I'm where her fun side went to die.

To top it all off, a few weeks back I heard Greg bragging at a party about his recent threesome with Rachel and his wife Aimee up at the cottage. Maybe I shouldn't have been surprised by this, it's not like threesomes were uncommon in their group, but Greg and Aimee are married and they're still out there fooling around with their friends?

I heard him joke about how Rachel and Aimee were basically naked the entire weekend and it was just like the old college days. Then he said something about how it was too bad Nicole "hit the brakes" once she met me and wouldn't change her mind..

I couldn't help but wonder when the last time Nicole shared a bed with Greg, it was pretty obviously after their college days, but at least it sounded like it hadn't been since we've been together.

I was frustrated by this news but not all hope was lost. I still felt things were heading in the right direction and there was still a lot more fun to be had. I had little confidence I could ever bring out the full craziness out of my wife and maybe that's for the best. At least the role play is better than nothing as we try to keep things new and interesting.

Over the next while our lives continued on and while this new information bothered me I was mostly able to keep my insecurities and frustrations in check. Nicole was usually super understanding when I struggled with stuff like this but she sometimes didn't see my point of view right away. This was one of those times where everything came to a head.

The argument all started when Nicole came home after work on Monday. We had sat down for dinner and were telling each other about our days like we always do.

I knew she wasn't thrilled that I had to work the upcoming long weekend, but she'd known about it for ages. The factory I'm at was doing some maintenance work, and I was expected to be there. It didn't really bother her at first, but then she found out all her friends were busy too. She hated the thought of being stuck at home alone. and was ecstatic that she found a solution.

"You're never going to guess what happened!" she beamed, cutting into her chicken. "I don't need to be alone for the whole weekend anymore!"

She excitedly told me how she'd been talking to Aimee earlier in the day and complaining about how bored she was gonna be at home alone. Aimee felt bad for her and invited Nicole to join her and Greg at their family cottage.

"It will be so much fun," Nicole gushed. She was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. "The lake is so beautiful and relaxing, and unlike here there are no neighbors for a couple miles to bother you. Just three friends relaxing together in nature."

The timing couldn't have been worse. Recently finding out her partying wasn't really that far in the past and only stopped when she met me had been on my mind for weeks. And now, finding out Greg and Aimee are still at it is making me question everything.

Nicole, Aimee, and Rachel were practically joined at the hip back in their college days. Nicole was down for some fun with them before, who's to say they haven't talked about old times or joked about picking up where they left off? Greg's conversation about Nicole at least hints at that.

I could almost see it, Nicole, Aimee, and Greg running around naked at the cottage, just like in those photos. To be honest, the thought of Nicole being comfortable enough to let loose with them, but not with me, stung a little.

I knew Nicole wouldn't cheat on me, but I wasn't so sure she'd keep her clothes on all weekend. She's always been open about nudity around friends, and why should this time be any different?

Well, I wasn't in the mood for that today. I'm not going to spend the weekend sweating away at the factory while she runs around naked through the woods with her friends. If I'm not going to get the fun Nicole, then they're not going to have her this weekend either.

Maybe in a few months, when everything had settled down, I wouldn't have cared, I loved that side of her after all, but right now? It was all too fresh, and work was already stressing me out enough. I needed to put my foot down before I lost my mind.

"I'm not sure that would be appropriate," I told her flatly, with a mental image of her playing in the lake with Greg and Aimee, the three of them naked without a care in the world.

Nicole looked shocked.

"What? Why?" she stammered.

"Well... I mean, the three of you have a history together. Now that we're married, I'm not sure going away to a secluded cottage together for the weekend is a good look."

"What do you mean not a good look?" Nicole replied. "Okay, I'm not going to deny that the three of us have fooled around together, I've been honest with you and you've known about that for almost half a year. But things are totally different now, we're married and he's a good friend to both of us. I'm not sure what you think is going to happen, but I'm not sneaking off to the cottage to fuck Greg and Aimee. Why would something like that even cross your mind?"

Nicole didn't seem angry, she just seemed completely puzzled and caught off guard by my reaction.

I honestly believed Nicole when she said she's not going there to have sex, she's been the perfect wife to me and I'll trust her until proven otherwise, but I also believed there was a part of her that wouldn't mind reliving some old times with her friends. I wanted her to have fun and maybe let out some of the old Nicky, but I wanted her to do that with me. I felt by letting her go I was going to be left out once again. She'd have her fun, let loose, then go back to her normal, more reserved self when she returned home to me.

"Oh, so I guess you'd be okay with me spending a weekend at Debbie's place?" I countered, trying to find an argument to help me. "She has a nice relaxing place in the country. Sure she's my ex but since we're married you don't need to worry about anything."

"That's completely different," Nicole sighed, setting down her fork. "Greg and I were never a couple, we were always just friends. There was nothing more than that between us. I don't understand where this is all coming from. The four of us have been good friends for years and you've never had a problem with them before. I don't understand why it's suddenly an issue for you now, you've known about our past since their wedding."

"Maybe because I didn't know everything until now," I replied.

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't know you were still partying with him just before we started dating," I replied. "You always made it sound like it was during college. That changes things."

I didn't know for sure she slept with Greg that recently but with the photo evidence I had I felt it was a pretty safe guess.

Nicole paused for a moment, "Okay, yes. I still slept with him occasionally after college. We didn't all magically change who we were the moment we got our diplomas. But you're making it sound worse than it was. It wasn't like I fucked him just before you picked me up for our first date. It was more like a few months earlier," she admitted. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mislead you about timelines but it's nothing to worry about. It didn't happen very often and it was just old friends letting off some steam. I have zero romantic feelings for Greg. I'm 100% yours. It's not like you and Debbie at all, it's completely different."

"I don't think it's that different. Okay, maybe my ex isn't the best example, but I bet you'd feel the same way I do if you found out I wanted to hang out alone for the weekend with a former friend with benefits," I suggested, surprised that Nicole seemed unable to see my point of view.

"There's no point to getting caught up in hypotheticals. You don't have a former friend with benefits that first of all, is now happily married. Second, that I've also been good friends with for the last few years and third, respects our relationship and wants us to be happy together. But if there was such a person I'm sure I'd be fine with you hanging out with them without me," Nicole shot back.

"Yeah, I don't know about that," I replied, knowing for a fact Nicole would have issues with it. "Besides, Greg and Aimee being married isn't the argument you think it is, I know for a fact they've had a threesome with Rachel recently."

"Okay, yes they have," Nicole admitted with a sigh. "Now I see where you're going with this, but what the three of them do together doesn't have anything to do with our relationship. Rachel still does all kinds of shit that I don't do anymore. I promise you, nothing's going to happen. They're not trying to lure me away for a sex weekend."

"I heard Greg say that they've brought it up with you since we've been together."

"What?!" Nicole exclaimed and stared at me for a moment, her mouth open, not sure what to say. "I don't know what you heard, but it certainly wasn't in the way you're thinking," she replied. "They've never asked me to join them for sex."

"Then why did he say that?"

"I'm not sure what you heard, but I'll tell you about the only time I can remember it coming up. Greg, Aimee and I had a talk not long after you and I started getting serious and they were curious to see if you were into sharing or not because well... you know that was pretty common with the friends we hung out with," she explained. "I said I didn't think you would be into it. They said okay and that was that. So I think you can see that nothing is going to happen, we all know where each other stand."

"Of course nothing is going to happen since you're not going without me."

"I don't know where this attitude is suddenly coming from but you're being ridiculous," Nicole sighed.

"Am I being ridiculous in thinking that the other guys are going to assume you are going to be screwing around behind my back based on Greg yapping about Rachel?"

"I can't control what other people think and I'm not going to waste my time worrying about it. I'm sure Greg will tell them nothing happened and it will all be forgotten."

"Yeah, and I'm sure they'll believe it," I replied, rolling my eyes. "They'll just assume it's another story to hide the truth and protect me."

"It doesn't matter what other people think. Me, you, Aimee and Greg will all know the truth."

"Not sure how I'd know the truth if I'm not there."

The rest of the evening wasn't very enjoyable and the two of us barely spoke to each other. At least she didn't try to banish me to the couch when it was time for bed, the last thing I wanted was another fight.

We undressed and crawled into bed without saying a word.

We lay in the dark for a while, neither of us able to fall asleep.

"Why now?" she finally asked, breaking the silence.

"What?"

"Why now? You've known for months that I used to sleep with Greg and since then I've even stayed over at their place without you a couple times with no issues. Is it the threesome? Or that I slept with him after college? I'm sorry if that's upsetting to you, but I can't do anything about it now except reassure you I'm not going to cheat on you."

"It's not about the threesome, well not really anyway. Hearing about how recent some of your partying was, then Rachel's trip to the cottage it just hit different this time."

"But why?" she said, turning to me. "Has anything really changed?"

"It's nothing," I sighed. "Forget it. You should go have fun with your friends. It makes no sense staying here alone all weekend."

"It's not nothing. Something's obviously bothering you a lot for you to blow up like this. I want to know what it is so we can fix it."

"It's stupid."

"It's not stupid, it's obviously important to you. Please tell me what's going on."

"I guess I felt... I hoped things would get better or maybe just change or something, but it's just a continuation of the way we've always been..."

"I don't get what you're trying to say."

"I just... I feel left out, you know? Like I'll never fit in with your friends, and I'm always gonna be the odd one out. You're all gonna have fun without me again," I confessed.

"I don't get where this is coming from. You have great friendships with a bunch of the guys, especially Greg. You know Aimee and Greg would have invited you to the cottage too if you weren't working."

"That's not the point. You're going to go, you're going to have a blast. Of course you're not going to have sex, but you'll drink, act silly, you and Aimee will probably run around naked at some point-"

"I would not," Nicole protested, cutting me off, but I could see she didn't fully believe it herself.

"The point is. When I see you, I see the woman I love. You're kind, thoughtful, smart, beautiful, and the best partner a guy could ask for."

"That's so sweet," Nicole smiled. "Thank you."

"But there's also another side to you. You're also someone who goes out with the girls, gets too drunk and throws up in the bushes. Or get stoned out of your mind and lecture your friends on how you've figured out how the pyramids were actually built."

Nicole tried to suppress a laugh and instead ended up giving a cute little snort that made her blush.

"Or someone who will take off all her clothes and run down the street naked on a dare. Or flash the bartender to get a free drink. Your friends see and know both sides of you, I only get to see the one side. I guess it's been building for a while and when you talked about the trip I felt it would be another time your friends got to see the side of you I don't. I got frustrated because I wanted to be included. I want you to share your whole life with me, not just the parts you think I'm okay with."

"I'm not that girl anymore," Nicole told me. "I've grown up, I've changed, I'm your wife now."

"That girl existed until you met me and still shows up when I'm not around," I replied. "And I guess that's what gets to me."

"What do you mean? I'm the same person whether you're around or not."

"How much do you drink when you're alone with your friends as opposed to when you're with me?"

"Well, I don't want to be a drunken burden, that's no fun for you."

"You only vape with Rachel or get high when I'm not around."

"That's because I know you don't really do that anymore."

"When was the last time you hopped on a table and danced at a party I was at? Or had some harmless fun teasing the guys?"

Nicole shrugged.

"I know you do it when I'm not there," I told her. "I've seen you when you think I'm not watching."

"Not really... maybe a little," she said with a guilty look. Preferring to stare down at the bed instead of me. "I don't want to embarrass you or make you feel uncomfortable."

"If you go to the cottage this weekend are you sure you'd act exactly the same if I was there? I don't think you would and neither would Greg and Aimee. Adding me in changes everything."

"I don't think that's true," she argued. "I guess it could be a different dynamic. The three of us have had more time together as friends and different shared experiences, but I don't think we'd act differently. I think the four of us would have just as much fun."

"Of course we would," I agreed. "But it wouldn't be the same. The three of you will do and say things you wouldn't if I was there. I think you know that. It's the same when we're with our other friends. It's different when I'm around."

"Mike, I don't think anyone acts differently..."

"Just think about it, okay? I'm not mad at you. I just wish I felt more included. I still feel like there are walls put around me. I mean, there's still parties that you're invited to that I don't know about unless you tell me."

"They're not doing that to leave you out," she insisted. "They've just known me longer so I think it's natural they'd tell me. They all assume I'd bring you along."

"Yeah well, sometimes it feels like they want to leave me out because you're more fun when I'm not around."

Nicole wanted to protest, but I stopped her.

"I admit maybe I overreacted because of feelings that have been building up over a long time. I'm sorry it all came out tonight. I think you should go to the cottage with Greg and Aimee. There's no point spending the weekend here by yourself. You deserve a break and deserve to let loose and have fun with your friends. I just... want to feel more included, okay? And I don't always feel that way. I know you disagree with me, and that's okay. Maybe I'm way off base. Just promise me you'll think about it."

"Okay."

Nicole cuddled up to me and we fell asleep. We hadn't resolved everything yet but we were getting there.

Over the next couple days the two of us had a lot of long conversations and a few arguments about our current friends, their past relationships with Nicole and how I felt I was viewed by the group. The last thing I wanted to do was make her feel like I wanted her to cut her friends out of our lives. I let her know I wanted us to explore her crazy side and make her feel comfortable letting loose but I also needed to feel like I was included instead of feeling like her fun side was reserved for her old friends. I refused to be left out.

She promised to try harder to see things from my point of view and honestly, that's all I wanted.

Aside from the little bumps in the road, things were definitely getting better for us and I hoped that would continue.

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It was the Thursday afternoon before the long weekend and I just got home from work. I was glad I got home in time to see Nicole before Greg and Aimee arrived to pick her up. I wanted to make sure there weren't any hard feelings left from our arguments this week before she left.

I went to the bedroom and saw what looked like all the clothes she owned spread out on the bed and furniture in our bedroom.

"What's going on? Are you okay?" I asked, seeing her looking so frazzled.

"Everything is too revealing," she sighed and tossed a short sundress to the side. "I want you to be okay with what I'm wearing this weekend."

"I told you it's not about that. I was unhappy about thinking I was being left out and overreacted," I told her. "I don't want you walking on eggshells this weekend, I want you to be yourself."

"No, you didn't overreact," she said and hugged me. "I was blind to it until the fight but I can see exactly how it looked to you. You've been so amazing and non judgemental to me about everything that sometimes I forget how much of a shock it must have been and how much you must be trying to deal with your thoughts. Honestly I expected much worse fights than what we've had, so I think we're handling things pretty well. I want to thank you very much for trusting and being okay with me going. It means a lot to me. I just want to make sure you're comfortable with what I'm bringing along. I don't want to make this any more stressful for you than it already is."

"Just bring what you normally would have brought," I insisted, handing Nicole her favorite string bikini. "I want you to have fun, relax and don't worry about me. I mean, as long as the three of you don't fuck I I'll be fine," I added with a smile.

Nicole didn't look convinced.

"You're sure about that?" She asked, holding up the tiny garment. "We argued for two days about this trip and this is probably what I'd be wearing most of the time. It doesn't exactly leave much to the imagination."

"I'm positive," I said. "It's your favorite and you've worn it, or less, around them plenty of times."

Nicole winced at the "or less" comment but recovered and we sat down beside each other on the bed.

"I'm really sorry you found out the way you did," she said. "As hard as it's been for both of us, I think it's made us stronger as a couple, and I don't just mean our sex life either. I really feel closer to you if that's even possible."

Nicole paused for a moment then continued.

"I always wanted to tell you. You know that, right?" Nicole hung her head. "But I thought keeping it quiet was for the best and what you wanted. It turned out to be a big mistake that I really regret. I don't know... maybe I should have just told you everything from the start. But then I was worried you would think less of me and our friends and not want to be with me anymore. I always knew that one day you'd find out your wife was a slut and it could create lots of problems. But I was too scared to face it. I'm really sorry if this hurts your friendship with Greg and the others, that was never my intent."

"I know," I sighed and fell back onto the bed. "And please don't call yourself that. I think hiding it from me, at least at the start, was for the best. Greg, Aimee, Rachel... They're all really good people and friends. Maybe things would be different if I knew then what I know now. Maybe I'd be less likely to have given them a chance. Maybe not. I don't know. It's just... Sometimes it just feels like everyone must have been laughing behind my back the whole time, like I'm part of a big joke that I wasn't aware of."

"Oh my god," Nicole gasped, taking my hand in hers. "Please don't feel that way! I can tell you for a fact that no one ever thought that. Everyone likes you."

"Thanks," I said and squeezed her hand. I wasn't totally convinced but it was nice to hear.

"Are you sure you're okay with this weekend?" she asked me for what felt like the hundredth time since I told her to go. "I don't want this to be an issue for us or a distraction for you, I know you have a lot on your plate at work. I need to know you're really okay with me going, and not just doing it to make me happy."

" I want you to go," I assured her. "I'll be fine. I want you to have fun. I trust you"

"Thank you, I don't want to be worrying that you're stressing out over me all weekend. Although I probably will anyway."

"And I don't want you to worry about anything this weekend other than having fun. You deserve a break and some time with our friends," I told her. "Whatever you want to do, you should do it. If you want a quiet weekend on the beach reading a book, do that. If you want to get drunk and sing karaoke, you should do that too. Have fun, rest, drink, go crazy, whatever you want. Do exactly what you would have done if we didn't have the fight. As long as you don't-"

"I know," Nicole smiled. "You don't worry, I'm not going to end up in Greg's bed."

"I know," I smiled back. "And I mean it when I say do whatever you would have done. I know how much you hate tan lines and I think we both know you probably would have gone topless at the beach this weekend if our fight didn't happen and honestly I'm okay with that if that's what you want to do."

Nicole blushed and looked like she wanted to deny it but ultimately didn't say anything.

I continued, "We've talked about it before, right? You used to do it and you know I've always said it's okay if you did it around people we trust. I promise it doesn't bother me. This is your time to unwind. We'll plan our own weekend later."

"I'd like that. You don't need to worry about a thing either, okay?" Nicole insisted. "You just focus on your work. I won't hide anything from you. I'll keep in contact and have my phone with me the whole time if you ever want to talk. If you see or hear something seems inappropriate just let me know and we'll deal with it right away. And when I get home-" she paused with a smile.

"Yes?"

"I want you to bend me over and fuck my brains out," she laughed.

"Deal. Now hurry up and get packed. They'll be here soon," I gave my wife a kiss and headed back downstairs.

Nicole finished getting her things together just as Greg and Aimee arrived to pick her up.

They didn't say much to me as we waited, mostly keeping the conversation to small talk while Nicole gathered her things. They were obviously nervous about the fight Nicole and I had and seemed unsure if they should bring up the topic or not.

Nicole finally came downstairs and I saw her discreetly give them a thumbs up and a smile to indicate there weren't any problems. Greg and Aimee visibly relaxed after that.

"Have fun," I said and gave my wife a kiss goodbye.

"I will," she smiled and tossed her bag in the backseat. "I'll call you as soon as we get there."

"Just a text will be fine," I told her. "I need to get up early tomorrow."

Aimee gave me a hug goodbye, "We're really sorry for causing so much trouble. We didn't think... well you know. How some innocent things might look very different to you now. We weren't trying to take her away and exclude you from anything. Thank you for being okay with her going, everything will be fine. I promise."

"No need to be sorry," I smiled back. "We're good. Have fun and take good care of her."

"We will," Aimee promised.

The trip to the family cottage was probably going to take a good three hours with the long weekend traffic. That gave me time to unwind from work before turning in for the night.

I briefly considered looking at some college photos and videos again but quickly decided that would be a bad idea. The last thing I wanted was to see something that would have me worrying about Nicole all weekend.

Doing the dishes could wait. Tidying the house could wait. Worrying about Nicole arriving safely would naturally be on my mind, but worrying about what the three of them were up to would definitely need to wait.

I spent the next few hours mindlessly watching tv until it was time for bed. Just about when I expected it, I received a text from Nicole.

Nicole: Hi honey. Just wanted you to know we made it up here okay. Traffic was terrible. I hope work goes well for you tomorrow. Love you.

Me: I'm glad you got there safely. Going to bed now, talk to you tomorrow. Love you too.

One less thing to worry about.

--

I left early for work the next morning and arrived at the factory for 6 am. The technicians from the vendor had just arrived and we reviewed our plans for the small upgrades on the production lines.

"Did you guys really budget three days for this?" The lead tech asked.

"It was your PM who scoped it out for us," I replied. "All I care about is that it needs to be done and tested before Monday."

I was worried that we didn't budget enough time and although it wouldn't be my fault since it came from the vendor themselves, it would surely be my headache.

"Yeah, that's not a problem," he replied. "The Project Manager is really new to this system and he's just taking the worst case scenario. The upgrades should be done this afternoon if you'd like we can work late and finish off the testing for you to sign off on. That gives you and my guys the rest of the weekend off, which I think we'd all like. Your full production testing can easily start on Monday as planned. Don't see any issues at all."

"Sounds good to me," I said. "We're paying by the project, not by the hour so we may as well finish it fast."

Looks like I might have some of the weekend to relax after all.

--

It was after 8pm and I was finally heading home happy that it looked like I only needed to work the Friday of the long weekend. The upgrades were completed ahead of schedule with barely any issues. I was relieved that my part of the project was done and I was ready to hand it off for limited production testing to the other teams. The bosses were surprised and very pleased it all went so well. I wasn't completely off the hook since I needed to be on-call for the rest of the weekend, but at least I didn't need to go in anymore.

Once I got home and plopped down on the sofa I realized I hadn't heard from Nicole since last night. I had been so busy with my day she barely crossed my mind. Which was probably for the best. I needed to focus on work, not what she may or may not be doing.

I decided to send her a quick hello text.

Me: Hey Hon, just got home. Today went pretty well. Hope you're having fun.

My wife replied almost immediately.

Nicole: Hey Baby! I was thinking about you all day and was hoping you'd text me. I didn't want to bug you while you were working.

Me: You never are :) How's your day going?

My cell phone rang and Nicole's face lit up the screen.

"Hey babe," I answered.

"Hey!" Nicole answered back. I could feel her smile through the phone. "How'd your day go? I was thinking about you."

"Pretty good. We're way ahead of schedule but there's still lots that could go wrong so I'm crossing my fingers."

"Me too," she replied. "This was a big project they dumped on you, I'm really glad it's going ok."

I decided against telling her I was basically done. I worried she'd feel obligated to invite me up for the rest of the weekend and I wanted her to feel that I trusted her alone up there. Plus a weekend to myself sounded good right now. It was a very rare treat.

"How's the cottage? Hope you're relaxing and having fun," I said.

"To be honest today's kinda been a wasted day. We were up until 4 or 5 last night talking and drinking around the campfire and didn't crawl out of bed until well after lunch. We're all a little hungover but doing well. The three of us hung out at the lake for a bit, had dinner, and now we're just sitting around and playing board games. That's your wild and crazy wife for you," she said, teasing the last part.

"Well it sounds like you enjoyed yourself last night. That's what I like to hear."

"Hold on, let me step outside a minute so we can talk. I don't want to just sit here and yap in front of Aimee and Greg," she said.

She put me on mute for a moment while she stepped away.

"That's better. It's so beautiful and calm out here tonight. The lake looks like it's made of glass. So anyway, there's something I wanted to talk to you about. Lately when I've hung out with Aimee and Greg there's always a whole bunch of friends around so it's hard to have a really good conversation with them. It was really nice just being the three of us for a change and being able to connect with them again. I do wish you were here too but I know that would have prevented me from having a serious talk with them that we really needed to have."

"Well maybe me not being there is a good thing then, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, we're good. I wanted to talk to them about you and some of the issues we discussed with each other this week. Not just about the threesome things, I mean of course that came up, but everything as a whole. I thought it was important that we addressed how we thought we were treating you compared to how you felt like you were being treated. We actually talked about you for a really, really long time. I just needed them to know how important your feelings are to me, especially when it comes to how you're dealing with new revelations of my past and our friends. I need everyone to know I'm 100% on your side."

"Wow. How'd it go?"

"Greg and Aimee are super supportive and they are really sorry they didn't think about how you might see things. They just assumed everything was still normal with all of us and inviting me up here wouldn't be a big deal. They didn't realize that you've had some big bombshells dropped on you recently about my past, especially regarding them, and that you're seeing things differently than before. Your friendship is very important to them. They don't just see you as my husband, but as a good friend to both of them. They want to help in any way they can and are super apologetic "

"Thank you," I said. "That's good to hear.'

"I don't want to get into it all over the phone right now, but Greg and Aimee would like to have us over next week or whenever. Just the four of us so we can talk about our friendships and how we can make you feel more comfortable and included. We recognize you feel we've been leaving you out of some things and a lot of that is on me. We admit we need to do better on that."

"Sounds good, I'd like that. Looks like you had some pretty heavy conversations," I replied.

"Yeah," Nicole replied. "Some of them were. But that's not all we talked about. A lot of them were just sharing fun stories. It was a really good night but now I'm ready to put the serious stuff aside and enjoy the rest of the weekend."

"Well I think I'm going to crash soon after 14 hours at work. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Have fun."

"I will. I'll text you tomorrow. Love you."

"Love you too."

I didn't even bother heading up to bed. After eating some leftovers I just undressed to get comfortable and fell asleep on the sofa.

Around 9am I woke up to hearing my front door being unlocked and someone coming in.

"Did something happen and Nicole cut her weekend short?" I thought to myself.

I watched from the sofa as a tall, beautiful woman walked into the living room wearing her skin tight workout gear. Her long platinum blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail swished back and forth as she walked. It was Nicole's best friend Rachel.

"Mike!" she gasped, surprised at seeing me lying on the sofa in just my underwear. "I'm sorry, I thought you were at work. I just came over to use the treadmill."

"Help yourself," I mumbled, pulled a blanket over me and rolled over to go back to sleep.

"You didn't need to go in today?" she asked. "I thought you were busy all weekend."

"No, I'm just on call. They don't need me onsite right now," I told her. "What about you? I thought you were going away to a B&B with some new guy."

"He was being a jerk so I canceled," she told me. "At least it was before we left and I wasn't stuck in the middle of nowhere with the dumbass."

"Sorry to hear it didn't work out."

"It's fine," she shrugged. "I'll find a good man eventually. I think I'm just really bad at spotting them."

"Well help yourself to the treadmill," I told her. "You can even hang out for a while if you want. I'm just chilling for the rest of the weekend."

"Sounds good," she smiled. "It will be nice to have some company."

Rachel disappeared downstairs to the treadmill and I soon heard it power up and her soft footsteps as she started her morning workout.

After her workout and shower she came back to join me.

We chatted for a while before she brought up the question I was expecting her to ask.

"I heard about the fight you and Nicky had this week. Are you guys doing okay?"

"Yeah, we're good," I told her.

Rachel stared at me silently, she was obviously looking for a longer answer. I wasn't against talking to her about it but I didn't want to give too much and was interested in seeing how much she knew.

"Nicky said you didn't want her to go to the cottage with Greg and Aimee but eventually agreed."

"Yeah, that was the gist of it."

Rachel waited patiently for me to say more but gave up and spoke again.

"I'm glad you guys came to an understanding and you were okay to let her go, but I hope you know she would never cheat on you," Rachel told me. "She wouldn't do that, and Aimee and Greg certainly wouldn't do that to you either."

"I know," I replied. "That wasn't really the point."

Rachel looked a little confused.

"Oh. Okay. I have to admit I don't know the whole story. When she told me about it she was still a little hurt and frustrated that she thought you didn't trust her and claimed she acted differently when you were around. What am I missing?"

"You're not wrong but it's mostly the last part. Am I wrong in thinking that the three of them will act differently if I'm there versus not?" I asked.

"Well sure, but that's natural. Adding anyone will change the dynamic. If they added me to the trip it would be different too," Rachel replied. "That doesn't mean it's bad."

"You don't get it," I sighed. "None of you do."

"Then explain it to me."

"Nicole's going to go to the cottage, she'll let loose, have fun, she'll be herself and have a great time," I started.

"How's that a problem?" Rachel interrupted. "I thought you wanted to bring back some of the old Nicky."

"I do, but think about if I was there with her. She'd be too worried about what I think. She'd drink less, she'd smoke less, she'd be careful not to do anything too crazy, or too sexual, or too whatever. Sometimes it feels like you guys get to see the real her and I don't. That's what annoyed me and led to the fight."

"She's trying Mike, she really is," Rachel said, moving beside me on the sofa. "It's not like she's putting on an act for you, not consciously anyway, it's just... Look, I shouldn't say anything but I talked to her yesterday. She said she had a long conversation with Aimee and Greg and she wanted my opinion on some things. She knows she's been holding back on you and regrets telling Aimee and me to act more conservative around you too. She said wants to fix that but I don't know much more than that."

Rachel and I talked for a while until we were interrupted by an incoming text from Nicole.

Nicole: Good morning baby. Thinking of you. Hope work is going okay. Text me when you can.

Me: Thinking of you too. Work is good, I don't need to go in, I just need to be available for on-call. What's your plan for today?

Nicole: Just getting ready for the lake. Heading down for a swim before lunch. Miss you. Wish you were here.

Me: Me too. I'd love to see you in that bikini :)

Nicole: haha. I'll wear it for you when I get back. Here's something to tie you over until then.

She attached a pic of her in front of a mirror in the cottage wearing her small white string bikini. From the photo I could make out the inside layout of the cottage. It wasn't what I expected, it was more of a rustic cabin than what I was thinking. The layout was very open and basically had curtains instead of walls separating the sleeping areas. I could tell there would be very little privacy staying there.

Me: You look great!

Nicole: Here's one more.

The next pic was her still in the bikini but she lifted the top, exposing one of her breasts.

Me: That's more like it!

Nicole: Haha. Can I call you?

My phone started ringing before I could even reply.

"Hey," I said. "You look great. Have fun down at the beach."

"Thanks, I will," she promised. "But I just wanted to tell you something. Because you should know..."

"Okay."

"You might be able to tell from the photo that there's not a lot of privacy here," she told me. "And I did something without thinking this morning. I changed into my bikini in front of Aimee and Greg. It's just... Well, we've seen each other naked a thousand times and I didn't really think anything of it until I umm... was already naked. I'm really sorry."

Rachel was sitting beside me and while I wasn't on speakerphone she could hear everything. She looked at me and I could see in her eyes that she was telling me it was innocent and to not overreact.

"It's okay," I told her. "Thank you for telling me, you didn't have to and I would never have known."

"Yeah but I would," she replied. "I just wanted to apologize if I crossed a boundary, even if you wouldn't have known about it. I wasn't trying to slip into the old Nicky without you."

"I appreciate that," I told her then surprised myself by adding. "The two of them seeing you naked really isn't that big a deal. I trust you. If it happens, it happens, don't go crazy trying to cover yourself. Greg and Aimee aren't going to care. Like you said, they've seen you a thousand times."

There was a pause on the line.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Positive," I told her. "If the three of you want to sit around naked while you play boardgames, go for it."

Nicole laughed. "Okay, not sure about that. But thank you for trusting me."

"Just be yourself and have fun," I insisted.

"I'll try. So what are your plans for today?" she asked.

"Hang around the house, maybe lunch with Rachel. Not too much," I replied. "Need to stick around in case work calls."

"Be nice to her, the guy she was dating turned out to be a big jerk," Nicole told me.

"I will," I promised.

"Talk to you soon. Love you."

"Love you too."

I hung up the phone and looked at Rachel.

"Sounds like you gave Nicky permission to be naked this weekend," she replied.

"Do you think she'll do it?"

"Maybe," Rachel shrugged. "I'm sure we'll find out one way or the other."

I had a shower, got dressed and Rachel and I headed out for lunch. There was a small cafe near my place that we both enjoyed going to.

While we were enjoying our meals my phone buzzed with a text from Nicole.

Nicole: Perfect day at the beach. Aimee decided to go topless :)

My wife attached a photo of Aimee sitting on her beach towel. Her long black hair was pulled into a ponytail and she smiled and waved for the picture. Just as Nicole said, she was topless and not hiding her breasts at all for the photo. I could also see Greg lounging in the background.

Nicole: Aimee says hi.

Rachel took a peek at my screen and laughed. "Nice photo."

Me: Are you going to go topless to?

Nicole: Maybe. I haven't decided yet.

Me: I'm happy with whatever you do.

Rachel and I resumed eating our lunches and about five minutes later I got another text from Nicole.

Nicole: I ditched the top.

She attached a photo, taken by either Aimee or Greg of her sitting topless, her large breasts soaking up the sun. It was very much like Aimee's photo although Nicole had a hint of nervousness on her face that her friend didn't have.

Me: You look great!

Nicole: Thanks. I'm really glad you don't mind. No one else will see. Just Aimee and Greg.

Rachel saw the photo of Nicole and smiled, "Well that didn't take long. I think you just made her really happy. She never really believed you were okay with her doing something like that and you just proved otherwise. This is a big step for you two."

"Why do I feel she'll be like that for the rest of the weekend?" I asked.

"Hmm. Not the whole time but she'll probably stay that way for a while," Rachel admitted. "Nicky always loved being naked and now that she knows for sure you're okay with it I think she's going to take advantage of the opportunity."

"I think I'm good with that," I smiled. "I want her to be herself."

"I know you do," Rachel replied and reached across the table and put her hand on mine. "I'm glad she's starting to see that."

Rachel and I spent the rest of the day together. We went for a walk, watched a movie together on my sofa, and shared dinner.

It was during dinner that I decided to ask her about the cottage.

"How often did you guys have those cottage sex parties," I asked, spinning some spaghetti on my fork.

Rachel raised an eyebrow at my question.

"You know about those, huh? No wonder you were hesitant about the trip,' she replied. "You know her weekend up there is obviously not going to be like that."

"I know," I agreed. "But I think it has a certain reputation."

"I guess," she admitted. "But it wasn't like that every time. After college it was a good excuse and spot to get everyone together again. We tried to do it at least once a summer. They sometimes got a little wild but not like a full orgy or anything like that. Mostly just hooking up with the guy or girl you came with, maybe some swapping or two couples playing around. You know, stuff like that. Did you tell Nicky you knew about them?"

I shook my head.

"You two hide too much from each other," she said flatly. "Nicky thinks what you don't know won't hurt you and you don't tell her about things you found out that bother you. You guys really need to work on that."

"You're right," I sighed. "We're trying."

"How did you find out about the cottage stuff anyway?" she asked.

"Darren accidentally shared a link in a group chat and I saw it before he deleted it," I admitted.

Rachel nodded, "Well it was bound to come out eventually. Sooner is probably better than later. I bet you'd be more upset and suspicious if she took a bunch of trips up there without you and then you found out what used to happen. I know you trust her but I could see that would hurt."

We hung out together for a while after dinner until Rachel decided it was time for her to go home.

"Funny how things work," she smiled. "I think we'd all agree it wouldn't be a good idea if I stayed the night, but on the other hand it's okay for Nicky to spend the weekend at the cottage."

"I get that it's different, but at the same time not," I agreed.

"Context matters," Rachel replied. "It's a weekend getaway, not just sleeping over. You know she wouldn't stay over at Greg and Aimee's place if Aimee wasn't there unless there was a good reason. Or stay over at Eric's. We might trust each other but there are limits."

Rachel gave me a hug goodbye and a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for an amazing day," she told me. "We don't get to spend a lot of time alone with each other. I really enjoyed it."

I agreed with her and she headed home.

After Rachel left I called Nicole and the two of us talked for a while. I told her about my day with Rachel and she talked about relaxing by the lake, playing badminton on the lawn and just enjoying each other's company. My wife admitted that she had been topless for most of the day and seemed happy that I was okay with it. Nicole insisted that she kept her bottoms on the whole time even though Aimee had gone completely naked for most of the day. Nicole told me she didn't feel comfortable going that far right now but loved the feeling of being topless in nature again. I thanked her for telling me and told her I was fine with whatever she was comfortable with.

"I do have one thing to ask you, and it's okay if you say no," Nicole said while we were finishing up our phone call.

"What's on your mind?" I asked.

"Would you be okay if I slept naked?" she asked carefully. "I've been wearing a t-shirt and shorts to bed the last couple nights but you know I hate sleeping with clothes on. It's really warm up here tonight and I think I'd be much more comfortable. I didn't want to just do it without talking to you first since Greg will probably see me naked again."

"It's okay," I replied.

She thanked me and let me know that the three of them would be heading home tomorrow around lunchtime and she was looking forward to seeing me.

--

When Nicole arrived home she practically dragged me to the bedroom, stripped off her pants and quickly got on all fours on the bed.

"You have no idea how badly I need your dick right now," she pleaded, her ass in the air.

I quickly got undressed, moved behind her and easily pushed my cock inside.

Nicole let out a loud moan as I buried my cock all the way in.

"This weekend was so much fun, but it was also torture," she confessed as I fucked her. "Greg would fuck Aimee every night and there was only a thin curtain between us. I had to listen to them and all I could do was wish you were there with me."

"I'll be there with you next time," I promised. "And they'll have to listen while I fuck you whenever you want."

"Aimee and Greg will be so jealous hearing how well you fuck me," Nicole panted as I plowed into her. "I told Aimee you're the greatest fuck I've ever had. She'll have to lie there and listen to you take me however you want while I beg for your cock."

I reached forward, grabbed some of her hair and tugged just as hard as she likes it.

Nicole gasped, "That's it, take me. My pussy needs you. Cum in me baby. You feel so good, my god this would make them so jealous."

I was dying to cum but I wanted Nicole to finish first. I slowed my breathing and focused on lasting as long as I could. My wife's pussy was gripping me so tight and the feeling was incredible but I somehow held on.

I felt my wife begin to shake, "I'm cumming," she whimpered. "You're making me cum."

Nicole let out a loud long grunt and her body spasmed as she came.

"Your turn," she finally managed to say once she gathered her senses again. "Cum in me."

I let go and let my orgasm come, slamming deep inside my wife's pussy. Each pulse of my cock felt incredible as I unloaded over and over again inside her.

I withdrew and Nicole collapsed on the bed.

"Fuck I needed that," she laughed as I lay down beside her.

--

It had been two weeks since Nicole came back from the cottage trip. We spent the first weekend together, just the two of us, to make up for the lost weekend. When the next weekend came around instead of going to one of the parties that seemed to happen almost every weekend in our friend group, Nicole and I had plans to spend the Saturday over at Greg and Aimee's place. Just the four of us. It was supposed to be a way for us to connect, talk about our friendships as well as the cottage situation.

At first I was looking forward to it but now that the day arrived I wasn't sure how I felt. I wasn't exactly nervous, but wondered if today would change things between us. Would we come to an understanding of what our friendship would be going forward or would the wall I felt was around us grow taller. I was quietly staring out the window waiting for Nicole to get ready when she came up behind me and gave me a hug.

"Are you okay," Nicole asked. "You look nervous."

"I'm fine," I smiled.

"Don't think of today as some big confrontation," she insisted. "We'll have a BBQ, maybe go for a swim, and of course we'll talk about how we can all do better as friends. But most of all it's just us hanging out and having fun together."

"You're right," I said and turned to face my wife. "Let's go."

When we got to their house late in the afternoon Aimee greeted us at the door with a welcome smile. She looked fantastic wearing a bikini top which showed off her breasts nicely and cutoff jean shorts. She looked ready for an afternoon around the pool.

"Come in!" She said and gave both Nicole and me warm hugs. "Greg's in the backyard getting the grill going."

As Aimee walked ahead of us I couldn't help but watch her ass sway as she walked. Of course I'm loyal to my wife, but damn Aimee looked hot today.

She led us to the backyard where Greg was cleaning off the grill and getting ready to cook some burgers for lunch. I noticed the girls quickly disappeared back inside leaving the two of us alone.

"Thanks for coming," Greg said with an easy smile. "It's nice to spend time together without the whole group being present for a change."

I agreed and sat down on a deck chair near the BBQ.

"First off, I need to apologize for the whole cottage thing. I'm sorry that we asked Nicole to come without considering how it may have looked to you. To us it was just Nicole tagging along for the weekend, you know?"

I nodded and Greg continued, looking sheepish.

"After your argument with Nicky. She told us everything. Like how you knew about Rachel coming up with us a few weeks ago and how that turned out, and you knew about all of us still hooking up after college... then Rachel told me that you knew about some of the parties we used to have up there," Greg looked embarrassed. "Look, I'm really sorry man, there were no bad intentions or anything like that. We should have known better. Me, Aimee, Nicole, all of us. It was really shitty of us to assume you'd just be okay with everything."

"I get it," I replied. "Look, I didn't think Nicole was going to cheat. I trust her but we can't pretend there isn't some history between you too, right? I'm mean, fuck... you've probably seen her naked more times than I have."

Greg looked uncomfortable at the comment and looked like he wanted to speak but let me finish first.

"That's not really what bothered me though. First of all, the guys know she went up there with you and after how your weekend with Rachel went, well the rumors are going to be flying. Everyone is going to assume you fucked Nicole the only question is going to be whether I knew or not. And second, even though I trusted that nothing was going to happen, I knew she was going to go off, have fun and once again show the side of herself that's kept from me," I continued.

"To your first point, everyone knows Nicky is faithful. She shoots guys down all the time without a second thought, so I'm not sure the guys will assume I scored but I'll make sure everyone knows nothing happened. To be honest that's not something we considered. You know I can't stop every rumor but Aimee and I will try our best to set the record straight if we hear anything. As far as the second point goes, I know what you're saying and I know we're probably guilty of it more than we realize but we didn't plan to do anything this weekend that we wouldn't have done with you there," Greg replied.

"I don't know about that, the girls hung around naked on Saturday," I replied.

"Well, yeah, but Nicole assured us you were okay with it and gave her the go ahead to take her top off."

"I did," I agreed. "You know I'm okay with that, we've talked about it plenty of times. But I bet if I was there it never would have happened. They did it because they're more comfortable when I'm not around."

"Maybe," he conceded with a sigh. "Look, I'm not going to say you're not wrong, but it goes the other way too. More than you think. You have no idea how jealous most of the guys are of you. The Nicky you get, the loving, fiercely loyal wife and partner, the woman who gave you her heart and is head over heels in love with you. She's never done that for anyone else. Not even close. You're the only one that sees that."

Deep down I knew that and while it did make me feel better I still felt like Nicole often acted the way she thought I wanted her to instead of just being herself. I was sure this would eventually lead to resentment on her end.

"I know," I admitted. "Still, there's a part of her she's holding back on. She still wants to have fun but doesn't believe she can do it with me."

"I don't think I can completely disagree with that, but she's trying," Greg said. "When you first got together she told Aimee, Rachel and some of the others to tone it down when you're around and while she doesn't ask for that anymore I think old habits stick around. She wants to change that though, she talked to us about it and feels it's unfair to everyone. She's ready to start giving you some of what you've been asking for and see how you react. Then it's in your court. If you react negatively, well, it's probably going to be the last time she tries. She's not going to risk your marriage just so she can have fun flashing some skin."

We talked for a little while longer before Nicole and Aimee joined us. When Nicole came out I saw she had changed into her favorite tiny string bikini.

"Aimee and I thought we'd go for a dip in the pool after eating so I wanted to be ready," she smiled and sat down beside me.

Nicole leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Is everything okay with you and Greg? We wanted to give you a chance to talk alone."

I nodded. My wife seemed relieved and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

The four of us sat around, ate the burgers that Greg grilled for us and talked about everything except the cottage trip. We all seemed comfortable putting it in the past.

After dinner Aimee disappeared into the house and returned with a bottle of tequila, some limes, a salt shaker and four shot glasses.

"To friends," she beamed as she passed them around.

We all downed our shots and I saw my wife, Aimee and Greg give each other subtle looks. Normally I would have missed it but I was still on guard from not knowing how this day was going to go. It felt like they were planning something.

Nicole motioned to Aimee for another, "I think I need it," she laughed and quickly downed another shot.

"Want to hop in the pool for a bit?" my wife asked me, taking my hand.

I agreed and went inside to change into my swimming trunks. When I came out the others were already in the pool, lounging and laughing. Nicole was watching and waiting for me to come out of the house and immediately called out to me when I emerged.

"Hurry up!" she teased.

I dove in and swam over to Nicole grabbing and embracing her in a tight hug as soon as I got to her. She squealed but immediately wrapped her legs around me and planted a deep hungry kiss on my lips.

Nicole has never been shy of public displays of affection with me, but this was a step further than I was used to around our friends and I decided I needed to go with the flow and enjoy the moment.

My wife and I were lost in a passionate kiss for what felt like forever, but was probably much less than a minute, when Aimee and Greg started joking about us needing to find a room.

Nicole and I laughed and unwrapped ourselves from each other.

Greg grabbed a ball and the four of us decided to play something resembling water volleyball but without a net. We divided into teams and mostly just hit the ball back and forth, trying to not let it hit the water. The game started with Nicole and I on the same team but we frequently switched partners so I was often with Aimee or Greg too.

There really were no rules or scoring, just splashing around and trying to keep the other team from returning the ball. When Aimee or Nicole were on the other team I found them constantly clinging or climbing on me, trying to slow me down. Greg would face the same and we were both loving the attention. The best part was the girls' small bikinis weren't exactly designed for sports and their breasts would often become exposed from all the activity.

More than a few times Greg and I had either Aimee or Nicole, legs and arms wrapped around us with their exposed chests in our face. Their tops slipped out of place so often that they didn't even bother putting them back in place. It was obviously distracting for Greg and me, but that was the point, we loved it and no one cared.

I've always enjoyed hanging out with Greg and Aimee, they're great friends and great company, but I can't say they've ever acted like this when I've been around. They've always been fun but more reserved and laid back. This was a new experience for me and I was loving it. Nicole really seemed to be having a blast too. She seemed really pleased with how well everything was going and clearly relieved to see that I had no issue with all the casual nudity and touching that was going on.

It was amazing to finally see Nicole having so much fun with her friends without getting the feeling she was holding back for my sake. The best part? I was actually included this time.

Playing in the pool was exhausting and after a while we got out to lounge on the deck. Aimee decided there was no point in keeping her bikini top on, her breasts were exposed almost the whole time we were in the pool anyway, so she just removed it and placed it on a side table.

"Lotion me up?" she asked Greg, handing him the sun screen.

I've probably seen hundreds of photos over the last six months of Aimee naked, but seeing it firsthand was a completely different experience. As much as I loved Nicole's breasts, they were slightly larger and I adored them, I felt my gaze continually drifting over and over again to Aimee. Seeing her like this was new to me and I couldn't stop looking.

Nicole caught me checking out Aimee a couple times.

"She has really nice boobs, doesn't she?" my wife whispered to me.

I felt my face go red. Nicole just laughed, placed her hand on mine and gave me a tender kiss.

"It's okay. I don't mind, I like to look at them too," she smiled. "Do you want me to take my top off? I think I'd like to do it if you're okay with that."

"Yeah," I replied. "Why not?"

Nicole had been flashing us in the pool all afternoon and it's not like Greg and Aimee are strangers to seeing my wife naked.

"Okay," she smiled. Nicole only hesitated for a moment before untying her top and setting it aside.

She looked slightly nervous about crossing this new boundary but relaxed when I gave her a kiss and told her she looked beautiful.

Just as Greg did for Aimee, I helped Nicole put on her sunscreen and the four of us sat around and relaxed.

It felt somewhat odd sitting there, and at several points, it didn't even seem like it was really happening. The four of us engaged in casual conversation over beers while the two wives sat comfortably topless, as if this were a completely natural and ordinary thing to do. I thought about some of the photographs and videos I'd seen, remembering how at ease Nicole seemed with her nudity. This wasn't new to her, in fact it was a part of who she used to be, and she appeared genuinely delighted to have that freedom once again.

Just as frequently as I found myself admiring Aimee, I noticed Greg stealing glances at Nicole's breasts. I found I didn't mind in the slightest. Aside from the recent cottage trip, Nicole had kept herself covered for the past couple of years so I was sure he was enjoying this newfound opportunity. As for me, I was equally happy to finally see Aimee's breasts in person rather than just in photographs.

As the sun went down and the air began to cool, Greg suggested we could warm up in the hot tub. It sounded like a good idea to all of us so we grabbed some fresh drinks and climbed in. The round tub was a good size and the four of us fit comfortably with enough room that we could stretch out our legs without kicking someone.

I leaned back, rested my arms on the edge and closed my eyes. It had been a great day. I didn't know what to expect before coming over, maybe apologies, maybe some excuses, maybe some promises to do better, but I wasn't expecting all the nudity from Aimee and Nicole. I couldn't think of a way that things could have gone better.

"I think this is the first time we've actually worn bathing suits in the hot tub," Greg joked at one point.

"Well, if it's a house rule," Nicole replied with a grin. "I wouldn't want to be rude."

My wife reached down under the water and slipped her bikini bottom off. She held it in the air for us all to see before dramatically tossing them far away.

Greg and Aimee quickly followed her lead and got naked as well.

"Your turn," Nicole said, moving next to me and tugging at my shorts. "House rules."

I didn't resist and let her pull them off me and toss them aside. I was a little surprised at how quickly Nicole was escalating things today. I wasn't complaining and figured that her drinking all day had helped lower her inhibitions and now she felt more confident showing me this side of her.

"There, now everyone is more comfortable," she said, straddling my lap and giving me a deep kiss. I savored the feeling of her naked body pressed up against mine before she finally moved back to her spot.

My wife was finally letting me get a glimpse of the side she kept from me for so long and I wasn't going to do anything to stop it.

The four of us slipped into a comfortable conversation. It was mostly Nicole, Aimee and Greg who did the talking. I wasn't passive but instead trying to take it all in. There were a lot of firsts that happened today and I wanted to remember them all.

We chatted about things like work, gossip about our other friends' relationships, movies we'd like to see, and upcoming events in the city. All pretty standard stuff. It was funny how much was exactly the same except for the fact that we were naked now.

I closed my eyes, leaned back and just enjoyed the moment with my wife and two of my best friends.

"Don't fall asleep on us hon," my wife teased. "It's still early."

"I'm not sleeping," I replied, "Just relaxing and enjoying the tub."

I kept my eyes closed, continued to relax and listen, adding in my thoughts here and there as they talked but letting them lead.

There was a pause in our conversation when, unexpectedly, Nicole climbed onto my lap, pressing her naked body against mine. She began to move her hips in a slow, sensual circle, her body rubbing against me and causing an immediate response from my cock, which stiffened against her. I could feel it pushing at the entrance of her pussy but she was careful not to let it slip inside, instead shifting her position so that my shaft rested along her slit.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her, pulling her close as our bodies moved together. As Nicole leaned in to nuzzle my neck, I realized something wasn't quite right. This wasn't my wife's touch and it wasn't her body against mine. It took me a moment to realize why, but then it hit me. The scent of her hair was all wrong. Rather than the familiar smell of Nicole's shampoo and deodorant, be it peaches, flowers, or something else I recognized, there was an unfamiliar citrus aroma beneath the smell of chlorine.

My body suddenly tensed, and my eyes flew open. Aimee sat up straight, lifting her head from my neck, and looked directly into my eyes, a mischievous smirk crossing her lips.

"Hey," she smiled. "We were wondering how long it would take before you realized I wasn't Nicky."

Aimee's bare breasts floated just above the waterline and I tried my best not to stare at them, even though they were mere inches from my face. I could also still feel her pussy resting against my shaft as she slowly rocked back and forth on my lap.

I glanced over to Nicole who had a hand over her mouth trying to suppress a laugh.

"You're blushing. It's cute," she smiled.

I had the sudden realization that I wasn't just unlocking the old Nicole, it would be a package deal that included all of her friends. Was I ready to see what Aimee and the others were really like? To me Aimee was obviously stunning, her long dark hair and beautiful face were unforgettable. But more than that I always saw her as someone kind and caring, the friend who made sure nobody felt left out at any gathering and while not as loud as Nicole or Rachel, still really fun to hang out with. Aimee playfully grinding her body against me in front of my wife and her husband was more than a little unexpected.

Aimee leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "You made Nicky really happy today. Me too. I've been waiting for this for a long time." Her breath sent a shiver down my spine.

She finally slipped off my lap with a wink and floated back to her side of the pool. As soon as she did Nicole moved close to take her place, sliding in beside me.

"I'm not sure what I was expecting from today, but I never really thought you'd be so comfortable with everything," she said to me. "You surprised me, but maybe I should have known better. You've been telling me for months you'd be okay with this."

"I am. So did you three plan this while at the cottage?" I asked.

"Yes and no," she replied. "When we were up there we talked about maybe having a day like this in the future and seeing where things go. We didn't mean for it to be this weekend but once we settled in it felt like the right time to see if you were serious about wanting to see some of the old me. I would have backed off right away if you looked at all uncomfortable but you didn't, so we kept it up and here we are. If you're happy with today, so am I."

"It was really fun," I told her. "Best time I've had in ages."

"Well the night's still young," she smiled and kissed me.

My wife climbed out of the tub, not bothering covering herself. I could see both Aimee's and Greg's eyes follow my nude wife as she went to her purse and returned shortly with her vape.

"Would you mind?" she asked me, climbing back in and settling in next to me.

Nicole rarely gets high when I'm around but tonight was different and it felt right.

"Go ahead," I told her with a smile.

She inhaled slowly, holding it in for a moment before closing her eyes exhaling. She passed it to Aimee who took a puff before handing it back to her.

"Did you want to try?" she asked, holding it out to me. "Don't feel like you have to."

I hadn't really smoked or anything like that since college and wasn't something I generally did anymore but decided I'd do it tonight with her. Unfortunately my inexperience became apparent as soon as I inhaled. I immediately started coughing. I was relieved that my wife and the others didn't laugh. Nicole just smiled and suggested that I try inhaling less next time and that I'd soon get the hang of it.

It didn't take long before I started to feel the effects of the drug, it was just like I remembered from college. Nicole set her vape aside and cuddled up to me. The four of us didn't talk much after that, we just quietly enjoyed the company.

We stayed in the hot tub for a while longer before we decided to call it a night. We emerged from the water, wrapping ourselves in towels and made our way inside. Greg put on some background music, refreshed our drinks and we all settled into the living room.

By this point, my senses were pleasantly dulled. The hours in the sun, too much alcohol, and now the cannabis had created a haze around me, leaving me feeling calm, relaxed, and slightly removed from reality. Yet, it was an enjoyable state to be in. The four of us simply lounged together, content to spend some quiet time before retiring for the night.

My wife leaned over and kissed me.

"Hey baby," she whispered. "I know it's been a long day, but do you think you're up for a little more fun?"

I wasn't completely confident I could perform in my state but I agreed.

Nicole let her towel slip off and pulled me close to start making out with me. At one point I glanced over at Greg and Aimee and saw they were doing the same.

I was lost in the feeling of my wife's kisses and caresses when I suddenly felt Aimee slip beside me on the sofa. She placed her hand on my chest and slowly moved it down to the towel at my waist.

I looked back and forth between Nicole and Aimee, our eyes meeting in silent understanding before Nicole quietly asked if I'd like things to go further. I looked over at Greg who was sitting there watching us, he had a smile on his face and gave a small nod of encouragement.

I looked back to Nicole and then to Aimee I gave them a small smile and said yes. Nicole's smile widened then she kissed me hard on my lips. A moment later I felt Aimee's hands gently opening my towel, exposing my cock to the night air.

Time slowed to a crawl and I watched Aimee gracefully slide from her seat, taking a position kneeling on the floor between my legs.

She looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes before taking my painfully hard cock into her mouth.

"Just relax and enjoy it," Nicole whispered in my ear.

I always thought Nicole was incredible at giving blowjobs but Aimee was out of this world.

My wife ran her hands through my hair and we passionately made out while Aimee gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life. After a few minutes Nicole left my side to join Aimee and the two beautiful friends took turns sucking and stroking my cock.

I looked down a couple times, watching them as they worked, still not quite believing my wife and her friend were sucking me off. But ultimately I just surrendered to them, leaning back into the sofa and enjoying the attention of the two women. A few minutes later as I erupted into Aimee's mouth I thought, "Maybe I went to the wrong college. But this is more than making up for it."

--

The next morning I woke up in the spare room of Greg and Aimee's place with Nicole beside me. She was already awake and smiled at me as I opened my eyes.

"Good morning," she said, looking into my eyes. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah," I replied. "I have a bit of a headache from drinking too much, but other than that I'm fine."

Nicole seemed nervous this morning and I knew she wanted to talk about yesterday's events. I urged her to tell me what was on her mind.

"Last night," she started carefully. "I'm worried things got a little carried away. I didn't plan for the thing with Aimee to happen. Things just kept progressing and no one stopped it. I just want to make sure you're okay with it all. I don't want things to be weird between all of us now."

"Yeah, I'm okay, we'll need to sort out what this means for us now. Was this a one time thing or something more. But how about you? Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she replied. "I'm okay. As long as you are. I was just worried I pushed you too far."

"What about Greg and Aimee?"

"They're good," my wife replied. "Trust me. This isn't the first time Greg's shared Aimee. They're just going to want to know that you're okay and that our friendships are going to be alright. I mean, this obviously changes things, but it doesn't need to change everything."

I nodded. Everything felt right in the moment last night, but this morning we both wanted to make sure we didn't regret anything.

"I don't remember much after you and Aimee took care of me," I told her. "I don't even remember coming up here to bed. Did you... you know... return the favor to Greg?"

Nicole shook her head, "No. I stayed with you all night. I wasn't interested in joining them."

I nodded. "So where do we go from here?" I asked.

"That's up to us," she smiled. "Greg and Aimee are downstairs making breakfast and I know they're anxious to hear how you feel about yesterday."

I wasn't entirely sure how I felt but I knew things were no longer going to be the same.