Author's notes:
1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.
2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is purely imaginary and, to the author's knowledge, bears no relationship to any factual occurrence.
3. This follows on from the original story The Hooker and the Psychologist, which has been renamed as Ch. 1 of the series. It's best to read them in order.
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Three in a bed, and in business
Skye arrived early for dinner and Jim introduced her to Rae. That was the part of the evening that he had been most concerned about; how would his wife and his lover react at first meeting? He had almost expected fisticuffs and abuse but he need not have worried, they very quickly accepted each other and Rae took her through to the kitchen so she could see for herself what was making the delicious smell that permeated the house. Jim retired to the lounge to watch the news, hearing friendly chatter and a few laughs from the kitchen. Shortly afterward Rae and Skye walked in, chatting amiably as though they were old friends. They sat on the sofa, each with a glass of wine, and Rae handed Jim his usual pre-dinner beer.
"Well, here's to us," toasted Jim, raising his glass and clinking theirs.
"Yes, to a long and enjoyable relationship," added Rae.
They sipped their wine while Jim took a large mouthful of beer, then Rae asked Skye for her version of the cabin story.
"Well, actually I don't remember much at the start. I just remember being cold and tired and simply wanting to sleep but I was freezing and so weak I just couldn't go on. All a bit of a jumble really. I don't know why I called out, I certainly didn't expect anyone to be there or hear me in the middle of the storm. Then I was vaguely aware of someone picking me up and the next thing I know I was inside the cabin and slowly warming up with Jim next to me sharing his body warmth. From there, well, I guess things just happened. Jim told me he needed to warm me with direct skin to skin contact and as I was already in his warm dry clothes, I guessed it didn't matter. I slept for a while and when I awoke I could feel him between my thighs. He must have woken at around the same time because he pulled back. It had felt so great that I moved back against him again. The rest, as they say, is history. I'm so sorry. I know I shouldn't have made love to your husband but I simply couldn't resist. It really was all my fault."
"Nonsense," interjected Jim, "If I'd have been stronger willed it wouldn't have happened so I think I need to accept most of the blame."
"Thanks for your version, Skye. If there is any blame being dished out, I feel that I should accept a large helping. After all, if I had spent more time loving Jim instead of using the excuses of being busy with work and children then he wouldn't have fallen for you nearly as easily. The way to lose your husband to another woman is simply to ignore him and especially ignore his sexual needs." Rae turned to Jim. "I'm sorry, darling, I just didn't think how frequent rejection must have felt for you. Please tell me if that ever happens again."
"Well, if it does, maybe I'll be here to take up the slack a bit," commented Skye, bringing their attention to what they really needed to discuss: the future, not the past.
"Anyway, blame apportionment is a useless exercise," said Rae, "What we do need to discuss is where to from here. Jim and I want to stay together and I've offered to accept you into our marriage bed, initially on a trial basis, after that, well we'll just see what happens."
Both Skye and Jim began speaking at once, both thanking Rae for her decision.
"That certainly sounds like it could work," continued Jim after Skye grew quiet. "I guess it could be seen as any man's dream to have two sexy women in bed with him." He grinned at them both.
"Don't get your hopes up too much," said Skye, "I very much doubt that you'd be able to keep up with my demands long term, let alone service us both."
"Maybe, but it'd be fun trying," grinned Jim.
"Well, perhaps after dinner you'll get that opportunity," chuckled Rae, "I've sent the children to stay at their friends for the night. Better we settle in a little before we try to explain the concepts of what we're doing to them. It's hard enough for us without having to explain it to young children."
The timer on the stove began tinging so Rae left Jim and Skye for a few minutes, during which time they were able to kiss lovingly and let their hands roam over each other's body, before Rae called them to the table. They ate dinner in relative quiet then helped clean up and load the dishwasher. Once that was completed they returned to the lounge.
"I guess tonight we need to decide whether you want to move in with us, and, of course, whether we want you to," said Rae. "First, let's show you the house."
They went on a brief tour of the house, showing Skye the various rooms and ending in the main bedroom complete with their huge king size bed.
"That looks large enough for the three of us," commented Skye with a grin.
"Oh, I'm sure it will be," said Jim, "Come on, let's give it a try right now."
He lay in the middle and patted both sides, indicating that the ladies should lie next to him. Rae and Skye looked at each other and smiled. With no discussion at all, they began stripping Jim as he lay there, making short work of removing his clothing and leaving him stark naked on the bed cover.
