Fourth instalment of Chantal’s journey of self discovery. Several years have past since her first lesbian encounter at college and a recent tryst with a woman. Now married and filled with guilt of infidelity, she decides to divulge her secret to her husband.

Chantal POV.

After I left Lynn’s place, I was at peace with myself. I resolved to tell Gilbert what happened and dearly hoped he would understand and forgive me. At the same time I knew I crossed a threshold. I finally admitted to myself that I enjoyed touching and being touched by another woman. Of course I also needed Gilbert, not just as a husband but also a friend and lover. I loved him deeply.

When I arrived home, Gilbert was sitting in the backyard having a beer, a box of pizza sitting on the counter and it smelled good. I watched him through the window. He was shirtless, I could see a sheen of sweat on him, no doubt from working in the yard. He looked so sexy in his shorts and bare chest as he was enjoying his pizza and beer.

I opened the box, grabbed a couple of pieces and joined him.

“Hi Hon, sorry I took so long to get back.” I tried sounding casual.

“No worries, I got hungry and ordered.”

“Great idea.”

We ate in silence as he offered me his beer.

“How did it go at the gym?” He enquired.

“Great… Lynn was there.” I felt silly saying it since that was the plan all along. I was getting nervous and it showed. Gilbert looked at me quizzically.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yes, of course. This pizza is good.” I answered, trying really hard to hide my nervousness and added, “The yard looks great.”

“Yeah… you sure you’re okay? You look like you have something on your mind.”

“I just feel bad for being so late.”

“Don’t sweat it hon. What do you want to do tonight? Go out or something?”

“Not really, let’s stay in tonight.”

“Sure we can watch a movie if that’s okay with you.”

When he said that, an idea occurred to me, I thought of a way to bring up what happened so long ago when I was in college and eventually tell him of my afternoon fling with Lynn.

“Sounds good, but I’m picking the movie.”

I finished my second slice of pizza, took a swig of his beer and went back in the house saying, “I’ll be right back.”

I made my way to our bedroom, found his old laptop from his single days. I did a quick search of the porn files I knew he kept on it. Found a title that sounded promising: Vixen Space Aliens. I quickly scanned the movie and stopped at a scene of two naked women kissing and hit pause. I set the laptop to Cast to our bedroom TV, played the video to make sure it was set up properly and hit pause once more. I took off my bra, put on a clean shirt, changed into a pair of shorts and returned to the backyard, Gilbert still sitting enjoying the warm evening.

I stood behind him and massaged his shoulders, God how I loved his body, he looked and felt good. As for myself, my life seemed to feel sureal. The idea that I was going to have sex with him right after having been with another woman seemed ludicrous, but I remained determined to set things right. I just didn’t know how.

He tugged at my arm, bent me towards him to give me a gentle kiss. He knew how to turn me on. He touched my breasts and noticed the missing bra. That gave me the opening I needed.

“Let’s go upstairs.” I whispered in his ear, “I have an idea.”

“Mmmm… Okay, what have you got in mind?”

“Let’s take a shower and you’ll see.”

He got up and as we walked in the house he slapped my ass, so naturally I slapped his ass back

Once out of the shower we returned to our bedroom, I instructed him to get comfortable on the bed and said, “Remember that time when you asked if I was willing to watch lesbian porn with you?”

“That was a while ago but yes.”

“Well, what I didn’t tell you then… Is that I liked it.” I could feel my cheeks flush as I was speaking.

He chuckled and said, “Well, what I remember most is how horny you got afterwards… So… Win, win. And besides, that was the point.” He winked at me and added, “Press the play button and let’s do it again.”

I hit the play button on his laptop. and climbed beside him.

The scene started with two women in bikinis by a poolside. Porn music playing in the background. The dialogue was silly and the women, one blonde the other brunette were now kissing and gropping each other. Soon the bikini tops were off and the women were rubbing their breasts against one another. The scene continued until the blonde turned the brunette over and lowered her head to the lounger, her large breasts hanging like two heavy balloons. Now the blonde lowered the brunette’s bikini bottoms as well as her own, she then licked both her thighs until she reached her pussy.

I glanced over at Gilbert and noticed his growing erection, clearly he was enjoying the movie. It was then he reached out to touch my thigh. I too reached towards him and started to stroke his leg.

I turned my attention back to the TV as the women switched positions. Now the blonde was on the lounger, her legs forming a V towards the sky while the brunette kneeled between her legs with her face buried in her pussy. Loud moans emanating from both women over the music.

Gilbert’s hand continued to stroke my thigh, his fingers reaching my pussy. I giggled and stood up, pressed the pause button, climbed back into bed to straddle him.

“Hmmm, I like this more.” He said as his hands on my breasts.

“I have something to tell you…” I said and grabbed hold of his hands to stop him from fondling me. I could feel his erection on me as I rode him gently.

“Go on.”

“I never told you this because I didn’t know how.”

“Go on.”

“Okay… Here it goes, don’t be mad.” I hesitated for a few seconds and continued, “While in college, I experimented with a girl.”

“Okay… didn’t see that coming… Go on.”

I continued gently rocking on his erection.

“She went down on me…” I felt my face flush again.

“Okay… Go on.” Was his reply.

“And I went down on her.” I said it so quickly that I wasn’t sure whether he heard me correctly or not.

“Wow… Is that why you chose this video?”

“Well yes, like I said, I didn’t really know how else to tell you. This seemed like a good idea on how to broach the subject. Are you mad at me?”

“What, no, I’m not mad… It’s kind of hot actually. Did you like it?”

“Well yes… Getting my kitty licked is very pleasant, you should know that.”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it. Did you like going down on her?”

And there it was, the question I was hoping he’d ask.

I hesitated for a few seconds, “I wasn’t sure at the time… But yes I did.” I left the conversation there, got up and hit the play button.

We were both silent. I could only imagine the thoughts running through his head. When I climbed back on top of him, I did so facing the TV so that both of us could watch the movie. I once again kept a steady rhythm of rocking on his cock on the outside of my pussy. His attention was back on the TV. He caressed my ass as his thumb gently rubbed my hidden starfish.

The two porn stars were now in a sixty-nine position, one actress moaning loudly, the other talking dirty.

He pulled my hips towards him and licked my thighs. I sensed his desire growing. He tugged my hips again to access my pussy and started to lick me, but I wasn’t ready for his mouth just yet.

I slid down his body and repositioned myself between his legs, this time facing him, I took his erect cock and guided him to my mouth.

While I was licking him, I’d glance up to see where his attention was, sure enough his eyes were me but occasionally his eyes were also on the TV.

Any other time I would have been annoyed, but this was my idea after all and I still hadn’t told him what occurred earlier that afternoon. I let go of his cock long enough to say, “You like watching them, don’t you?” He looked at me, gave a smile and closed his eyes and nodded. I put his cock back in my mouth for a few more strokes, pulled his cock out and again, asked, “Would you like to see me eat pussy?”

“Oh… Fuck… Yes.”

I continued licking the head, stopped and said, “Say it then… Say you want to see me eat pussy.” As a personal rule I never used vulgar language but I was so into it I simply didn’t care.

“Fuck, yes Chantal, I want to see you eat pussy… Ahhhh… I’m gonna cum baby…”

I was sucking him so hard that I knew Gilbert was close to having his orgasm. I slid back up his body and impaled myself on his eager cock. He grabbed my hips as my ass bounced up and down with wanton abandon. My breasts bouncing up and down in front of his face, it wasn’t long before he reached his climax with a deep growl.

I collapsed on top of him, our fucking was too quick to have my own orgasm but the furious pumping plus the guilt I was carrying all evening long left me exhausted. I cuddled up into his arms, my head on his chest.

We stayed holding each other. Outside the sun had gone down, It was now dark.

Gilbert broke the silence that had settled, “Were you just fucking with my head just now? Or did you really have sex with a woman?”

“No I’m not fucking with your head and yes I did. It was a long time ago and just that once… then.”

“Wait, what do you mean ‘just that once then? It happened again?”

“Yes, it happened again.”

“Well… Okay… but why are you bringing this up now? If that was ages ago?” And added, “Are you trying to say you’re a lesbian?

“No hon, a lesbian only has sex with women and we just finished having a wonderful fuck, so no, I’m not a lesbian.” I tried keeping exasperation out of my voice. This wasn’t where the conversation was supposed to go.

I was silent again, weighing my words carefully. ” But I think I’m bi.” I let the word hang in the air.

“What?” Was all he managed to say.

“I want you to know that nothing has changed between us. I love you and I love making love to you.” I kissed him on the lips and added with emphasis, “And I love your cock.” He smiled at that which I took to be a good sign.

By then the movie had ended and a new one started. This time the scene involved two women and one man, there was no music playing, just the sound of the two women moaning in a sixty-nine position with the man fucking the woman who was on top doggy style. I got up to stop the video, but Gilbert said, “Come back to bed, leave it on.” I obliged and returned to lay down next to him, noticed his cock was rising between his legs.

When the video ended the man ejaculated on both women as they were giving him a blowjob, cum on the lips of both women as they eargerly shared his semen.

I got up once more to stop the next video from starting, eager to know what thoughts were running through his mind. I was sure the video was just a distraction for him. For myself, I wondered if this confession had been too much for him. After all, it isn’t everyday a man gets to learn that his wife announces that she’s bisexual.

I sat on the edge of the bed, now that the video was over his cock was flaccid, I said, “Talk to me.” I just knew he was keeping something back.

He took his time answering, finally he said, “You said it happened another time… You might as well tell me that part too. How long ago was that?”

I hesitated answering, not quite sure if I was ready to admit to my afternoon fling with Lynn.

He reached for my hand and said, “Look, whatever happened happened. But you brought it up. I know there’s something more.” His eyes bore into me, he continued, “Something happened recently hasn’t it?”

Gilbert’s POV

I could sense Chantal was holding back. I didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath. Chantal admitting to having sex with a woman long ago shouldn’t have this effect on her now. Something must have happened recently.

I recalled the events of earlier this evening. She was late coming back from being with Lynn, did something happen with Lynn? But that was insane, Chantal had told me earlier that Lynn was married, thoughts of the second video came to me.

“Did you have a threesome?” I knew the question sounded wrong as soon as the words were out of my mouth.

“No! It’s nothing like that.” She replied, I felt dumb for having asked the question but still relieved to hear her answer. Somehow my wife having had sex with a woman didn’t seem so bad compared to her being in a threesome getting fucked doggy position and sucking someone else’s cock.”

“Okay, but…” I continued, “… that other time you mentioned, that was recent though.”

“Yes.”

“Was it today?”

“Yes.”

Like a river bursting its bank, Chantal cried, the tears came in torrents, once she calmed down she recounted what occurred earlier that day.

Chantal talked about Lynn, her husband and their open relationship.

She also told me how Lynn somehow knew that Chantal wouldn’t turn down Lynn’s sexual advances.

The only question I had was if she felt coerced or somehow tricked into having sex with Lynn. Chantal answered with an emphatic “No.”

I held her in my arms as she spoke. when her story was finished, she looked into in my eyes and whispered, “I’m sorry.” I didn’t respond. On one hand I was pissed that she had a fling behind my back, on the other, I was relieved that it wasn’t with a man.

We remained holding each other, both quiet. There was so much more we needed to discuss.

“So, what now?” I asked. There was no sense pretending that she wasn’t what she said she was after all… The words ‘I think I’m bi’ was an indication of that.

“I know this is a shock for you, but I promise it won’t happen again.”

“Honey, how can you say that?” I asked and added calmly, “You didn’t plan what happened today, but it still happened. I’m not going to be fooled into thinking it won’t happen again.”

When she didn’t respond I knew I was right.

Chantal’s POV

I listened to what Gilbert had to say, what else could I do. In a sense, I was relieved that he accepted what I did, but more importantly he accepted that I was bisexual.

How was it that he accepted my bisexuality so quickly, while it took years for me to realize that I was. Part of me wanted to believe that I wouldn’t fall so easily into the arms of a woman. But he was right, there was no guarantee it wouldn’t happen again… even if it did take years, eventually the hunger would return, because that’s what it was. I felt selfish and I needed to make things right with him.

“What if you took a lover? I asked.

“How would that help?”

“I’m not sure, but it would make us even.”

“No hon, it wouldn’t… It just makes things even more complicated.”

He was right of course, opening our marriage to strangers wouldn’t solve anything.

Scenes of the last video floated through my mind and a simple solution occurred to me. I recalled that Lynn took on male lovers. What if she agreed to take both of us as lovers? It seemed a crazy idea… but it was one worth pursuing. If she disagreed, well that’d be the end of it. I desperately wanted to make it up to Gilbert and this seemed like a viable solution. At this point, I didn’t know what else could work.

I got up on one elbow to look Gilbert in the eye and asked, “What if you also took Lynn as a lover?”

“Hmm how would that work? You have her on weekdays and I have her on weekends? That’s insane.”

“Well when you put it that way, it does sound insane…. after all when is Lex supposed to fuck her?” I chuckled saying it, which made Gilbert laugh along. It was good to hear laughter after our serious talk.

“Okay then, how about this… If I get the urge to sleep with Lynn again, you get to sleep with her too.’

“Hmmm babe, I think you’re getting ahead of yourself, shouldn’t you be discussing that with Lynn first?”

“Well yes of course. I’m only suggesting it to put your mind at ease, what if I also promise that nothing will happen behind your back ever again.”

“Look honey, I appreciate that you’re thinking of my feelings, but like I said, things are complicated as it is.” He continued, “I think we’re both tired, let’s get some sleep, we’ll figure something out later.”

I reluctantly agreed, got up, closed the laptop and put it back where I found it.

I climbed into bed, kissed him goodnight and cuddled next to him in the spoon position.

Sleep didn’t come easy, I thought of my insane solution and how Gilbert didn’t jump at the chance of having hypothetical sex with another woman. Considering how I behaved earlier that day. I wouldn’t have blamed him if he had readily accepted.

I thought of my husband in the arms of another woman, would it be so easy to accept? Yes I decided, if that’s what it took to keep him. After all, it was my actions that put us in this situation, I had no one else to blame but myself. And of course, I did enjoy the tryst with Lynn and I wanted more of it. That’s when I felt his erection against my ass.

Gilbert’s POV

It took awhile for me to fall asleep, as I held Chantal’s body. I kept thinking of our discussion, including the part where she offered me a hall pass with Lynn. I wasn’t exactly sure if she made the offer to appease me or that she wanted another fling with her. I mulled the idea in my head, of course Lynn would have to agree to this crazy arrangement. I selfishly wondered of the possibility. Lynn was a beautiful mature woman, knowing what I know now, why would I refuse Chantal’s offer. I thought of Lynn’s swaying ass in the summer dress, damn she was sexy.

I also thought of the two women kissing and touching each other on the video, the idea turned me on. How good would it be to be the meat in that sandwich? I was seriously getting turned on. If Chantal was serious in sharing a lover, why not share her at the same time?

The thought of being with Chantal and another woman made me horny. My cock was rubbing on her cheeks, I pulled away, reached into the night table for a bottle of lube. I rubbed it on my cock and her ass cheeks. My cock slipped in between her cheeks easily. I reached fot her breast with my free hand, coating her breast and nipple with the lube. She pressed her body against mine, my cock ever so gently pushing into her tight button. Chantal moaned softly and whispered, “Mmmmm, that feels good baby.” I remained still, prefering for her to set the pace since we had never achieved full penetration before. Her moaning continued.

Chantal kept pressing against me, the head of my cock firmly against her asshole. Her moans now continuous, “mmmmm, yes baby… oh…mmmmm, yes…ahhhh…more…feels so good…mmmmm”

With her encouragement I started pumping into her, very slowly at first but each stroke faster than the last. I too moaned, then whispered softly, “Is that what you want? You want my cock inside your ass babe?” With my free hand I touched her pussy, parted her lips, stroked her pearl of passion, she grabbed my hand to increase my pace on her clit, driving her mad with desire.

“Yes, yesssss…just a little…ohhhh fuck…a little more baby….” Then with that last effort, my cock was buried completely in her ass.

I could no longer contain myself, I fucked Chantal as hard as I every did, pumping my cock in her tight opening, driven by her lustful words.

I sensed Chantal was close to her orgasm as our fingers feverishly assaulted her clit.

Finally I orgasmed, my hips slowing down until stopping. I held her against my body. My limp cock slid out of her puckered opening.

Bur our fingers kept moving in unison. Together we rubbed her clit until she too had her orgasm, her legs quivering with each spasm. She sighed deeply until finally her climax subsided. She broke the silence that had settled and said, “Fuck that was intense…”

“Yes baby, that was incredible.”

After that exertion I fell in a deep sleep.

Chantal’s POV

Chantal reached her second climax that day, usually a rare treat. As Gilbert drifted off to sleep, confirmed by his tell tale sign of his breathing. She contemplated how her life had taken a sudden twist. One day, a curious straight woman with a loving husband, the next, a bisexual woman with a loving husband. The key now was to balance the two. But how? More importantly, how long before Gilbert became resentful for sharing me? Or how long before he himself strayed into the arms of another woman? She thought back to her idea of earlier, a fling for her and a fling for Gilbert. Crazy as it sounded, that was the only idea that made sense to her.