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Rachel and Robin continued to see each other, but "strangely" enough, Robbie seemed to always have an excuse for not joining his wife. We saw him a lot less, but nonetheless, when he was present, he was an absolute number one actor. Call it diplomacy if you want. On one of their visits I pretended to want to show him something in the garage and could have him on his own. I made it very clear to him that I knew what had happened with Robin, who had made his choice and wanted to stick to it. Robbie's eyes were like saucers. He was not used to meet people who were honest and forward.
-But I love him, Robbie said.
-I am sure you say that to your wife as well. Do you know what love is ? Love is wanting to see the loved one happy, whatever the circumstances and however it is with you or not. Love is also a question of respect and trust and that is why Robin told me about your "affair" because we trust and respect each other. You caught him at a very vulnerable moment and I completely assume the blame for that. I'd appreciate it that from now on that you love him in silence. I'm sure you don't want Rachel to know your little secret. Knowing Robin like I do, I am sure he wont't hesitate to tell his sister if he feels the need. Do I make myself clear ?
Robbie just nodded in agreement. I crossed my fingers that he had understood it all indeed. The rest of the afternoon and evening went on as if nothing had ever happened. I observed him all the time and when they were in the kitchen, I noticed a little difference compared to before. Robbie never touched Robin in anyway like he used to do.
I loved my husband like I had never loved anybody else in my life. Nonetheless, that nagging little voice in my head was still there. I tried by all means to make it shut up, but it came back and back. I had forgiven Robin, but as I said to him, forgetting was something totally different. When Robin was late, that little voice suddenly became very loud. He did all he could to warn me when that happened. When he was stuck at the airport, he called me from the office number and not from his cellphone, proving he was indeed at work. Sometimes he even used the communication system on the plane to warn me. That was a special number that couldn't be confused with another. When he was in heavy traffic, he called me from his cellphone, but would stay online that long that I knew he wasn't with someone else. He showed me undeniable love all the time. It was still Robin, but with a different attitude in this sense that he didn't take anything for granted anymore and I could clearly feel it.
We were not prepared to abandon the joys we gave ourselves and went back to the resort with the spa. Yes, we ordered again the massage and as soon as the twins appeared I told them we wold like to avoid the sexual part of the massage. They were very professional and did a fantastic job. When they were finished, we hugged them and gave them the explanation why we didn't want the sexual part. They accepted it and returned the hugs.
The visits to the spa triggered something new. When there, we always had a swim first thing in the morning and it invigorated us. When I mentioned to Robin that it was something I could get used to, he looked at me.
-We almost don't use our backyard. Why don't we instal a private swimming pool ? That way we can have a swim every morning, at least if the weather permits it.
I wondered why I had never thought about that. Robin and I were working hard and a lot. There was seldom time to really enjoy the money we were working for and our bank accounts were nicely filled. We could most certainly afford to have a swimming pool installed. It would also allow us to have nice summer parties if we also installed a decent outside BBQ. We had no problems to imagine what it could be. In the following days, Robin surfed the Internet and came up with an approximate budget. It was not that expensive after all. We didn't want anything fancy or special, just a standard rectangular pool where we could exercise in the morning. I left it to him to contact whoever we needed to have it done. He actually made a full report as he had looked at customer's satisfactions, rapidity in delivery and building and finding the company that would be able to do a complete work, including a shed for the filters and so on.
We chose for a company that had very good reviews although it was not the cheapest one. They offered a complete package with monthly service included. The first contact and visit of the "pool-man" went smoothly and he offered a real good contract where everything was very clearly stipulated. Roy, the pool-man, seemed very professional. We saw the representatives of two other companies, but they didn't offer what Roy was offering. We were expected to be at home only one day of the construction to allow them to have access to water supply and drainage. For the rest, they didn't have to be in the house and we had no need to be there.
Roy kept his promises and in less than two weeks our backyard was not the same anymore. The pool was magnificent and the shed was more than practical. We chose a bigger model as to have a place for our guests to hang their clothes and change into swimwear. A few bushes had to be removed but carefully replaced by flowerbeds. The tiles of the terrace were old and not so nice anymore and we changed them for a wooden floor, specially designed for outside use. Matching table and chairs were completing the terrace next to the brand new BBQ. In our opinion, summer couldn't start early enough although the water was heated, when necessary, by solar panels connected to a thermostat. If we wanted, we could enjoy the pool all year around.
The hardest part was that we had to wait two or three days after the end of the works. Roy told us that the filters had to do their work and the thermostat as well. To fill the pool with water, he had ordered a tanker. That water had to be filtered first. The pool was so inviting ! We wanted to jump in right away, but followed Roy's instructions. Saturday morning Roy would drop by to make a final inspection and then we would be able to jump in. On the spot we decided that the pool would be clothing optional IF there were no women or children. Neighbors were far away enough and couldn't look into our backyard.
That Saturday morning was a real challenge. Roy arrived early and checked all that was necessary such as water quality, temperature and good functioning of the filters and so on. When he was ready he asked us if we were ready for a first swim. Without waiting for an answer, he took off his T-shirt, shorts and sneakers. He was standing there in the tiniest red Speedos, showing a body to die for. He had broad shoulders, slim waist, muscular legs and arms and was covered on chest and belly with a nice fur. He ran a bit and graciously dove in the water. He must have been a professional swimmer in earlier years.
I didn't even dare to look at Robin. I was certainly not prepared to make the same mistake again like I did with the twins. But... my God... Roy was a beautiful and gorgeous man and moved like a fish in the water. Robin and I were both like paralyzed at the sight of him. The temptation was enormous. At one point we woke-up from our reverie when Roy asked if we were not going to join him. We hadn't thought of having company with this first swim and we were not wearing any swimwear. As Roy came out of the water, it was impossible not to notice a huge bulge in his Speedos. Was he teasing us ? He jumped back in the pool. Robin came closer to me.
-You fancy him ?
-I would have to be a monk or a eunuch to not see how gorgeous he is, but we know what happened with the twins if you refer to having more than a professional approach with Roy.
-This time it is different. We've talked about it quite extensively and we are not in a crisis !
-Does that mean that you ask me if I fancy him because YOU actually fancy him ?
Robin laughed out loud and then looked a bit sheepishly at me. He didn't have to say anything. I understood him right away. Joining our words to actions, we undressed and jumped naked in the pool. Swimming naked has a special effect on me, and I guessed Robin felt that same sensation of freedom. Roy must have seen it and almost immediately waved his hand with the red Speedos in it, meaning he was now naked as well. The water was divinely refreshing and normally seen, such fresh water would make my cock shrink. With a Greek God like Roy, it was not the case. We swam various laps and then joined Roy who was sitting on the edge of the pool. We couldn't do anything else to notice a serious erection between his legs. Robin didn't warn anybody when he dove between Roy's legs and took his manhood in his mouth. Roy threw his head back and we heard a very sensual moan. Knowing how Robin could use his mouth as an expert I could almost expect this moan. I stretched myself till I could reach Roy's face and our lips met. It was obvious Roy didn't kiss a man for the first time. The kiss was reciprocal, passionate and forceful. I could feel his tongue reaching my throat while he kept me close to him by putting his hand on the back of my neck, preventing me to stop the kiss. There was something in that kiss that reminded me of Robin's kisses, that little something that moved my whole body and my heart. Robin had left Roy's genitals and joined us in a three-way kiss. That was a first for me. It excited me so much ! Roy put one arm over Robin's shoulder and the other on mine, pressing us all together. My hand went to find Roy's hard cock and Robin grabbed mine.
It was totally unexpected and we enjoyed it nonetheless. Roy jumped in the water again and disappeared under the surface. He pulled us closer and put both our cocks in his mouth, while Robin and I kissed like never before. Feeling Robin's cock pressed against mine inside Roy's mouth was deliciously horny. Once again I realized Roy was no novice to man-to-man sex. Unfortunately, he had to come up for air. We got out of the water and laid down on the grass of the lawn surrounding the pool. I couldn't resist Roy's tool and wanted to taste it like Robin had done previously. As soon as I had his mushroom-head in my mouth I understood why Robin had sucked him so long. It was steel-hard, but the skin was velvety soft. His abundant precum was so sweet. In the corner of my eye I saw Robin putting his cock in Roy's mouth and then bend down to engulf mine. It was a marvelous 69 triangle. Whatever I did, came back to me as it was a chain reaction. When I played with Roy's ass, introducing my fingers between his buttocks, it took only a moment before Robin did the same to me. When with my free hand I squeezed Roy's scrotum and pulled on his balls, it also came back to me as Robin was mimicking Roy.
I pushed Roy's legs open to be able to munch on his taint on my way to his ass. He willingly opened them even wider so that I had total access to his taint and rosebud. He must have had a very sensible ass because he wiggled under my touch and almost was convulsing when I was licking his hole. I added my fingers to my tongue, stretching his hole and trying to lick inside of it. As he came out of the water, his ass was clean, but still had a manly musk fragrance that intoxicated me and that made me French kiss his ass even more, while Robin did the same to me. The only difference was that Robin, by experience, didn't have to search for my prostate. I had to find Roy's and rub it, knowing it would cause a steady flow of precum that I drank eagerly.
Robin was preparing my rosebud for an imminent invasion. His tongue and fingers did the work to relax my ass-muscles. I got on all fours with my legs slightly spread, offering my ass to the world to see. Robin got on his knees behind me, smearing his precum over my hole, making it wet and slippery. His cock-head rubbed my rosebud that I squeezed from time to time, winking at Robin to tell him I as ready for his cock. Roy stood next to us, watching closely how Robin thrusted carefully till my sphincter gave away and his cock-head was lodged in my hot ass. I relaxed enough for him to thrust in deeper and soon I felt his pubes tickling my ass-cheeks. Robin laid down on my back while his cock was deeply embedded in my bowels. That was the moment Roy was waiting for and he got behind Robin pointing his erection at his hole, right on target. Roy had seen how Robin penetrated me and, once again, mimicked what Robin had done, thrusting carefully till his cock-head breached Robin's sphincter.
Robin paused his in and out movements to get used to this new invasion in his ass, relaxed and breathed deeply, moaning, encouraging Roy to go further in. Roy didn't need a formal invitation and sank deep into Robin who didn't move. Once Roy started his in and out movement, even I could feel it as he was pushing Robin forward with each thrust who slowly started to respond to the cock in his ass, moving in and out of me again. I wished Robin had installed his camera, because I didn't see what was happening, but my imagination worked pretty well with the feelings I had in my ass. We were all three moaning and groaning and sweating in the hot midday sun. Our bodies rubbed over each other easier with the mixing of body fluids and sweat. Roy didn't know what would happen when he started to pinch Robin's nipples. Robin cried out loud. His whole body got rigid and his cock reached unknown depths inside of me. Seeing Robin's reactions, Roy pinched his nipples even harder and that, of course, triggered Robin's climax. I could feel him thrust really deep in me and unloading his balls. That triggered quite some spasms in his ass and it was obvious Roy didn't expect that. The sensations he had in his shaft were overwhelming for him and I could feel him thrusting deep in Robin. The noises he made told me he was orgasming as well and that triggered my own ejaculation.
Robin told me afterwards that once Roy's balls were empty, he withdrew immediately and replaced his cock with his mouth, trying to suck his own seed out of Robin's hole. Robin must have liked the idea and the feeling, as he did the same to me. I tried very hard to push his seed out of me and Robin licked and sucked on my abused rosebud. Finally, he came up and collapsed on my back. Roy was once again mimicking Robin and I could feel the weight of both men on me. We slowly recovered our breaths and after a while, Roy got off of Robin's back and jumped in the pool. We followed him.
-I guess the filters I installed, will have quite some work here !
That comment made us all laugh. We fooled a bit longer in the refreshing water, playing like happy kids. Yes, sometimes adults can be kids again, fortunately. I left Roy and Robin playing in the water while I went inside to prepare some healthy lunch with quite some fruit, eggs and toast, salads and some more delicacies. I dressed the table outside. We were not expecting any visitors, so we didn't bother to dress. Our conversation was fluid and we appreciated Roy's presence.
I noticed that there was nothing negative despite what had happened after our adventure with the twins. Robin was genuinely relaxed and looked very happy. Roy as well looked happy and seemed to enjoy our company. What had happened in and next to the pool was totally unexpected and I didn't see any harm in it. I would have to wait till Roy was gone to talk it over with Robin. It was not a conversation to be hold in his presence. It was obvious Roy was not in a hurry to leave. It was not that we wanted him to leave, on the contrary. He was a pleasant man and good to have around. When the conversation became a little bit more personal, I couldn't help to ask Roy about his private life without being too nosey.
-Nobody waiting for you Roy ? I asked.
-No...
I knew instantly it was a question I shouldn't have asked. The twinkle in his eyes disappeared and his mood was suddenly a bit darker.
-I'm sorry if this question was inappropriate, I said.
-No... Don't worry about that. It's just that it reminds me a few things that I push aside all the time although life is going on. I guess it's about time to talk about it and even more with you as I feel very comfortable around you two.
-You don't have to if you don't want to. It was not my intention to be nosey or Indiscreet. I am sorry if I was.
-Please, don't apologize, you couldn't possibly know what happened about a year ago. Do you remember there was a bomb attack at the airport ?
-Do I remember ? My God Roy ! I was victim of it while waiting for Robin who came from a training. I was in the coma and even lost my memory temporarily !
Roy's eyes were like saucers as if he couldn't believe what I was saying.
-Do you really mean that ? Roy asked.
-Yes, Robin answered, it was a horrible time, even more when Al didn't even recognize me at the hospital.
There was a sudden connection among us three. I strongly suspected Roy had been involved in a certain way.
-My husband was killed in that bomb attack ! From the report of the officials, he must have been killed on the spot as he was so close to where the bomb was. I couldn't recognize him when they asked me to. It were small little things that I recognized that confirmed it was him, like the ring on his finger and a scar on his left foot. The day before he had gone to the dentist to have an implant and the forensic doctor could confirm that. His face was completely destroyed. If I can believe the doctors, he had no time to suffer.
I suddenly had tears in my eyes and Robin was very emotional as well. We got up and went over to Roy and hugged him, trying to console him for his loss. He accepted our hug. It was more, he needed that hug. The other thing was that we suddenly had a very strong bond or connection. I didn't believe in casualty. I was always convinced of the fact that everything has a meaning, a purpose. It was no accident that we had chosen Roy to build our swimming pool. It HAD to be him. The fact we just had sex was not pure chance. It HAD to happen. It was not pure luck that we had that strong connection.
We sat down again and Roy was wiping his tears away. It was obvious that the memory of his late husband was still very vivid in his head and heart. Roy told us how after his husband died, he had no more will to live. His husband had gone to a family reunion. Little did they know they would meet again so soon for the funeral. He openly talked about his feelings, his loss, his depression and how frequent visits to a psychologist helped him regain some will to live. His work and his responsibility for his employees had forced him to put his mind aside and that was probably what had helped him survive. Since his husband's death, he had worked 24/7, not taking one day off. Today was the first time he indulged some free time.
Roy stayed all afternoon and when we invited him for a BBQ he eagerly accepted. As if to exorcise what was on our minds, we talked about that bomb attack all the time, even more about the consequences, as well for him as for us. Talking like that helped us all three to have some weight taken from our shoulders, Roy for his loss, Robin for the difficult time he went through and me, realizing how lucky I was that I wasn't closer to that bomb. We had drunk quite some wine and some liquor with our coffees. Even if Roy wasn't drunk, it wouldn't be safe for him to drive home and we invited him to spend the night. Our bed was big enough for three.
Strangely enough, all that talking about our inner feelings, made that we didn't have sex that night. Roy was the middle person in this sandwich and we held tight to him, making him feel safe and welcomed. All the talking had strengthen our bond and friendship. It was incredible how just one day had changed so much things. Spilling out what we had on our hearts had helped us relax. In less than twelve hours, we all had the feeling of knowing each other since a lot longer. We were not used to be three in our bed and surprisingly, we slept very well and woke-up well rested and full of energy. We were very similar as none of us said a word before the first coffee. Roy put his empty mug of coffee on the counter.
-The last one in the pool prepares breakfast, he shouted while already running outside.
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