Monday 17 April. Monday was a sort of awkward morning. Bert, Wendy and I arrived in the kitchen around the same time. Rob must have been sleeping in but that was fine, we had no commitments until dinner. After the previous day with Bert I felt a bit guilty going to meet anyone else knowing that Wendy spaces play times out and was unlikely to want another play session within the next couple of months, but we had made the commitment and would honour that. Conversation was a little strained with Bert as I think we all wanted to talk about the evening before, but with Rob possibly walking in at any time we avoided it. We sat with our morning cups of tea - coffee for Bert's - and were rather quiet. There were no sounds where Rob was sleeping just on the other side of the wall.
Wendy offered to cook omelets for breakfast.
"Damn, I forgot I used the eggs, we only have two left, I have no bacon and we finished the bread last night. I'll need to duck out and do some shopping."
I volunteered to go, however Wendy asked me to stay with Bert and Rob so she got changed, grabbed the car keys and left. I figured she would be 30 minutes or so and offered Bert another coffee. We turned the TV on and started flicking through channels with still some awkward silence between us. I was trying to think of something to talk about when Rob appeared.
Bert chose to have a shower. I think he felt even more awkward with Rob there. I made Rob a cup of tea and he sat beside me on the couch.
"Your computer was running last night," Rob stated.
"Sorry, hope it didn't keep you awake."
"No, but when I got undressed last night I bumped your mouse when I placed my clothes on your desk. The screen came to life."
"That is ok, I don't often turn it off."
"Maybe you should when you have visitors."
This is a bit strange I thought to myself, he said it hadn't disturbed him but he is making it sound like I'm rude by leaving a computer turned on. Maybe Rob isn't a morning person.
"I'm sorry if it disturbed you and I'll try to remember to turn it off if anyone ever sleeps there again."
"Oh, it didn't disturb me but it was impossible to miss the pictures and Wendy's name jumped out at me from the screen," he said matter-of-factly as he looked sideways at me. I think my face had lost all colour and I felt small. When sharing my wife with a like-minded guy I felt on top of the world, but I was shocked that one of our friends - who is as straight-laced as they come - would tell me something like that.
"I gather you two are swingers," Rob continued, "and I reckon I interrupted something last night with Bert. I thought it was strange that Wendy and Bert were both having a shower in the middle of the evening when I got here, and I reckon you had also but it was hard to tell with your short hair."
There was a pause while Rob looked at me, I still didn't know what to say.
"I always thought you two were too much a 'goody two shoes'-type couple to be into anything like that. You are into swinging aren't you?"
Wow, he has some doubt I thought to myself, maybe I can just deny it and we will be saved from this embarrassment.
"No, Wendy would never go for something like that," I said. "It is just a bit of fantasy we share, nothing serious."
"Really Tony? I read a little of what was on the screen. I'd love to read the whole thing but I felt that I was already seeing too much. What I did see was your username on the site."
"I'm not sure I'm making sense of what you are trying to say," I replied to Rob, it sounds like he knows more than he is letting on.
"Mate, we've chatted online. Maree and I used to play also, well we tried it once and she never really enjoyed it and didn't want to have another go. I envy you still playing; for the last couple of years Maree always has some excuse to avoid anything remotely related to sex."
"We've chatted?" I asked, shocked and curious but still scared at having been found out.
"We did, we had even talked about meeting at some point, but it never eventuated. Sometimes it just used to seem that if we didn't meet people within a few months of chatting that it just fizzled out. I gather from what I saw on the screen though that you are into guys, not only couples?"
"What is your username?"
"Holden05 was us, I closed the account a couple of years ago."
"I remember that name, but you are a Ford man."
"Yes, Albury is a small place, no-one would think of us as anything to do with Holden."
"So, you're no longer on there?"
"No, I had another account for a little while. I still need sex. After a year of nothing with her and me losing interest in my right hand, I decided it was time for some other arrangement, but after six months on the site and not one response I stopped throwing money away. It was Maree's idea for the single profile account so I had her permission but it got me nowhere. Too many single guys on that site, so I gave up."
"So you have been getting nothing at home and nothing anywhere else?"
"Exactly. My profile said I was married and had wife's permission to meet others. No-one believes that though. I should have sent you guys a message, but you don't advertise for single guys."
"We never used to, but we opened it up a bit a few months ago."
"So you admit you do then. You are a lucky guy, especially having a sexy wife like yours who still likes sex."
"You find Wendy sexy? Maree is model-material and Wendy is way overweight, short and hasn't got big boobs like Maree."
