Jack wandered over our way, with a contrite look on his face. “Hey Dan, sorry about the crap this morning. The combination of being hungover, and not getting enough sleep left me in a crappy mood, which was pretty ridiculous after last night. I just wanted to let you know I was sorry. The comment about Jill sticking around for you guys was uncalled for.”
“Forget it. It was a pretty weird night. In a good way, I think, but it might take a while to really wrap my mind around it.”
“No shit. I guess I just wasn’t ready to see Jill like that,” he sighed.
He continued, a little awkwardly, “We’ve got to go early. I checked my messages once I had cell reception, and some crap came up at work. I’ve got to fly out to San Deigo tomorrow. So I think we’ll leave in just a bit if you don’t mind.”
I wasn’t sure if that was the only reason he was headed out, but at least he was out of his funk.
“Don’t sweat it.” Dan answered. “We’re almost done shutting this place down, and we’ll be leaving in a couple of hours anyway.”
“You need me to take any stuff back for you? I know you don’t have much storage.”
“We’re not taking much of anything back this trip. We ate the food, drank the liquor, and we’re wearing all the clothes we brought. Just some toiletries and odds-and-ends that can fit in Alex’s bag.”
We lost the two of them about 15 minutes later. I did get a nice kiss goodbye from Jill, and a whispered assurance that everything would be OK, and we’d get a chance to play again before too long. The naked hug was nice. She waited until the very last moment to get dressed, bless her little heart.
Sheri and I walked down to the water for a last swim, and a few minutes of privacy on the platform. The water was busier today, and we saw a couple of boats go by at a distance, but nobody came near.
“Quite a night, huh?” Sheri said, as we sat side-by-side and looked across the water at the cabin.
“To say the least. Did you get a final count?” I teased.
“Seven,” she smiled, “and that last one took a lot of work.”
“I bet.” We were quiet for a few minutes. I finally broke the ice, “Any regrets?”
“None. You?”
“Just that I didn’t get a turn with you,” I told her, completely serious.
“The weekend’s not over yet,” she assured me, standing up and straddling me before she sat down on her favorite loveseat.
“Robin wants us to come out here again in two weeks,” she said softly.
“What do you think?” I asked her.
“Why do you keep asking me? What do YOU think?” she said, petulantly.
“I had one of the greatest weekends ever. But I don’t know if it will ever be the same. I’m kind of nervous about the idea of coming out here with the specific intention of wife swapping, which I think is what we’re talking about here.”
“Let’s call it wife sharing. How did you feel about being naked for two days?”
“I loved it. Didn’t expect to, but it was great.”
“I’d like to try it again,” she finally admitted. “And I swear, I don’t know if we’d ever find another couple we’re so compatible with.”
“The fact they have a great little cabin out here ain’t too bad, either.”