(As told to Saurabh Dalal)
For those of you who are catching up with this series here, I suggest reading the previous parts before you read this. My wife Shweta and I are a working couple. We embarked on a new adventure with a close couple friend, Sharad and his wife Swati, with whom we used to share terrific chemistry. We went on a weekend vacation to Ooty with them where we swapped partners for the night. It, however, resulted in guilt and put a lot of strain on our relationship.
Life was as normal as it could be. Our relationship with Sharad and Swati was back to being good friends. However, it had lost its purity and innocence and there were occasional odd moments when the memory of that trip to Ooty would crop up between us, making us feel awkward. But we were all mature enough to not let it come between. Of course, the memory of that night was never again discussed.
That adult profile
One day I was sitting at my desk after lunch, feeling bored and getting a bit frisky. On a whim, I logged into my account at the site The Adult Hub. Several unread messages were lying in the inbox. They were from mostly decent couples and a few singles. Most asked for a mobile number or our latest pictures. On a whim, I replied to a few.
I learned and improvised as I went along. Having understood the importance of keeping my daily life separate from this secret life, I gave a mobile number which I had recently acquired and not shared with any of my friends and family. The pictures that I shared were also such that our faces were either obliterated or not visible. Some of the profiles had very explicit pictures and even videos with nothing left to the imagination. I quickly logged off, fearing somebody in office may peek in and find me viewing them. I decided to log in only from my mobile in future.
In the evening, Shweta found me more adventurous than usual in bed.
She could sense that I was more active than I normally am. We were resting afterwards, lying down side by side on our bed. “What happened Tiger? You were in the mood after a long time,” she asked me. I could never really hide things from her. “Ummm, actually I had logged into The Adult Hub today. You remember the profiles we had seen there? That made me horny.”
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…made me horny
She sprung up into an upright position immediately. “What? Are you crazy? Have you forgotten already how much stress we went through after what happened in Ooty?”She looked furious. “Hey, relax. I only browsed through them. It isn’t as if we are jumping into bed with another couple right away.” “But why did you? And was browsing through those profiles what made you so amorous today?” “Yes,” I replied sheepishly.
She didn’t say anything after this and went back to lay beside me. It was a good ten minutes before she spoke again. “Does fantasising about other couples still make you horny?” “Yes, it does. And does it make you ….” “I don’t know what to say….” She trailed off.
“See, I have been thinking a lot about what went wrong in Ooty. I think we shouldn’t have done this swapping thing with a known couple. That was our mistake. If we do it with relative strangers, the emotional overload that followed after having sex with a close couple friend will be non-existent. It will be almost like going on a date, having fun and if all ok, then moving into the bedroom. Like having a one-night stand with someone of the opposite gender, without any guilt to follow.” I finished my long monologue but she didn’t reply immediately. I waited for her answer but I guess she was thinking about the implications of what I had said.
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How about we try again
I ventured again, “Look, I will be frank. I enjoyed every moment I spent with Swati. But I was stressed the next morning that I will lose them as friends. With relative strangers that we meet through the Internet, such stress will not exist. Think of the scenario. Even if things don’t work out, we can part with them on amicable terms without any emotional baggage.” “I too had fun with Sharad,” she blurted, perhaps to make me jealous. Typical of her. She had only responded to my first line. Or perhaps she was speaking the truth. I didn’t want to delve into it right now. There were more important things to talk about.
“So do you think we can try meeting a couple from the Net and see if we want to do it with them?”
“Dunno. What if someone finds out in your office, or mine, that we are doing this?”
“Don’t worry. We will never reveal our real identities. Different email ID, mobile numbers, pseudo names.”
“Oh my God, you have already thought about everything. Quite a diabolic schemer, aren’t you,” she giggled.
Hearing her giggle, I relaxed. I reached out to her hand and brought it to my lips and kissed it. Soon, we hugged and went to sleep. My last thought before sleeping was “We are off to a fresh start. Tomorrow will be a new beginning and a new adventure beckons.”