“When I was in college, Jason, Jessica, and Kristin were my roommates,” she said with a big sigh. “That you knew. What you don’t know is that while we lived together, up to the point at which I met you, we were all sleeping together on a regular basis. I’m sorry that I never told you. I didn’t want to make a big thing out it and possibly ruin our relationship. We all used to have sex together, and I was afraid of what you would think of me if you found that out.”
Matt sat there quietly, but I could feel a weight lift right off Amber’s shoulders. I reached down, grasped her hand tightly, and laid my head on her shoulder. She leaned into me, showing me she was glad that someone had finally pushed her to get that off her chest.
Chapter 12
Matt
I didn’t know how I felt about my wife’s sudden admission about her past. It was something that I hadn’t seen coming in any way, not even in my wildest dreams or darkest thoughts. My wife had always been this sweet and kind girl, with a wild streak just for me in the bedroom. This entire day had thrown me for a loop, and my head was starting to spin.
First, Kristin had walked in on us having sex and put her hands on Amber, pushing her over the edge in ecstasy. That alone made me feel like a madman. Then, I find out that Amber, Kristin, Jessica, and Jason used to sleep together. Saying it out loud didn’t make it feel any more real, and I just kept thinking about how I had no idea that information like this was coming at me. I had known that my wife had been close with her roommates. She had talked about them the entire time that I knew her, but never in the way that she had just revealed. I was picturing something like an episode of Friends, not a scene from some crazy porno. I had never suspected, not even for a second, that Amber had slept with any of them, even Jason, who always looked at her a certain way that would have made any other guy feel uncomfortable. For some reason, though, I never really thought about it, figuring he was like a brother to Amber, not an ex-lover.
“So, wait,” I said, putting up my hands. “I want to just get this all straight in my head.”
“Okay,” she said carefully.
“When you were in college, living in that apartment, you were having sex with Kristin?”
I looked over at her, and she paused for a moment before nodding. A strange sensation went through me, and I wasn’t sure whether I should be impressed, angry, or turned on. Part of me was feeling all of those feelings, all at once, and that was already driving me crazy.
“Okay, so you were sleeping with Kristin when you lived there,” I repeated. “And you were sleeping with Jessica when she moved in?”
“Yes,” she said, nodding. “Matt, I—”
“No,” I
said, shaking my head. “I’m not chastising you. I am just trying to get all of this straight in my mind, Amber. You have to understand that this is quite a lot for me to take in.”
“I know.” She sighed. “I know it is, Matt. I’m sorry.”
“Please, stop apologizing,” I replied. “It was done before you met me. It’s just is a lot to realize all at once.”
“Right,” she said.
“So, during this time, you were sleeping with Kristin and Jessica. Were you sleeping with Jason?”
“Yes,” she said. “We all slept together at once most of the time. Of course, we had our alone time, too, but it was for fun. None of us were in relationships at the time, and we were young and interested. I don’t know how to explain it to you, other than to just tell you that it happened, and I should have told you about it from the beginning. When you meet someone that you know you want for the rest of your life, you get scared that things about you will scare them away.”
I had known from the beginning that Amber wasn’t a virgin. I married her knowing she had been with other people, just like me. In that day and age, it was really rare that you met someone saving themselves for marriage. On top of that, our sexual chemistry was one of the things that helped us grow stronger and stronger during the beginning of our relationship. So, yeah, I knew she wasn’t innocent, but I never imagined that she had been in a foursome. My mind was racing a million miles a minute, and I leaned back into the couch, rubbing my hands over my face. Wow, my wife had spent a good amount of years sleeping with three other people at one time, something that normally would immediately turn any man on, but my thoughts on it were all scrambled up in my head. Kristin reached over and put her arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to her.
“Hey, big guy,” she said softly. “Your wife doesn’t love you any less. She’s just a bigger freak than you knew about. That’s a good thing.”
Kristin laughed quietly, and I smiled, glad that she had loosened up the conversation a bit. Things were starting to get heavier than I knew how to handle. I pulled my hands away from Amber and reached out, taking the glass of Scotch from Jason. I nodded to him, feeling kind of strange that he had actually had his dick in my wife before I had ever met her. The thought that she would sleep with someone like Jason kind of blew my mind, although I could see the appeal of being young and adventurous with a man that obviously knew his way around a woman, but still, I had been friends with Jason and never knew about their past. I took in a deep breath and tipped back my glass, letting the liquor burn my throat and move down into my chest. The heat from it instantly warmed me up, and I let out that breath, feeling the stress from my shoulders begin to move away. Amber was still looking down, snuggling close to Kristin for support. I felt bad having her think that it changed my opinion about who she was, because it didn’t in any way.
“I know all of this is overwhelming,” Jason said, leaning forward. “I know that just the idea of sleeping with other people might seem a little bit strange. I have to admit, if I step back into my old shoes, of thinking one woman is what love means, I could see how the idea of an open relationship was more than wrong feeling. But when I let that go and realized that love is way more than some feeling of possession, it opened us both up to an entirely new part of our relationship. I love my wife more than almost anything else in life. I have loved Kristin for a very long time, even longer than I really knew that I did. And she knows that I love her, not just because I tell her on a regular basis, but because I show her that she can trust me in every way possible, even when it comes to something like sex.”
Jason smiled over at Kristin, and for the first time since we had met up with them, I saw a true look of love between the two of them. They were always the loud couple, the ones that were the life of the party, making everyone feel at home. However, during that, they never really showed that level of intimacy that they were talking about.
“Having sex with other people doesn’t diminish that love,” he continued. “It just allows us to express it in ways that a lot of couples don’t. They either don’t because they are afraid to, or they don’t think they could handle something that deep. In some ways, not all couples can handle something like that, but you and Amber have already shown that the two of you are capable of handling something like that. We both enjoy sex with each other and with other people, but at the end of the day, we are always coming home to each other, and our bond grows stronger and stronger every time we step back through those doors. When we share ourselves with other people that we care about, that trust level goes up, and we get to watch each other enjoy the pleasures of life that we may not be able to provide in that moment. It’s really an awesome feeling, but only once you let go and decide that you are able to handle it.”
I shook my head, listening to what he had to say. It was definitely interesting, coming from the male perspective, especially when it wasn’t just about cheating the system and getting a different pussy than his wife’s. He really did love her in a way that I couldn’t really even begin to understand. They had this sensual and emotional bond that went beyond just the actions of the flesh and meant something to the two of them. I really had no choice but to take what he said into consideration and really think about the meaning behind them.
What Jason and Kristin had sounded absolutely ideal. They were madly in love, living their lives together on a daily basis, while at the same time, enjoying the freedom and trust to carry out their deepest desires and fantasies with whoever they wanted to. It was such a foreign concept in my mind, but it was incredibly tempting to think about. Amber looked over at me and smiled sweetly, showing in her eyes that she was desperate for me to be okay with her past. Her past wasn’t even what was really on my mind. It was the lifestyle that Kristin and Jason wanted us to be part of.
It was seriously like having your cake and eating it, too. But as far as I always knew, that was supposed to be impossible. However, watching the way that Jason looked at Kristin, I suddenly realized it was completely different than the way that he looked at my wife. There was an incredible amount of emotion behind Jason’s look to his wife, while lust was all that I could see when he looked at Amber. Immediately, I began to feel better about the fact that he had slept with her a long time ago. I knew that he wasn’t a threat to our relationship.
Kristin patted me on the knee and lifted herself up off the couch, walking over in front of Jason and putting her hands out. He smiled and took them in his, standing up in front of her and pulling her in close. He leaned down and gently kissed her lips, pulling back and running his lips over her nose and her cheeks. She smiled up at him adoringly and turned toward Amber and me, pulling his arm over her shoulder. She smiled at us and wrinkled her nose.
“We are going to go poke around in the kitchen and try to find something to make for lunch,” Kristin said, smiling at Amber and winking at me. “We’ll call for you guys when it is ready, and we can all sit down and have some food.”