Jackie helps you come clean and makes an enticing offer*

"Excusez-moi!" the young woman exclaims as she looks over her shoulder to see you and Jackie walk into the room behind her. She is kneeling over the side of a large Roman-style bath in the middle of the room, testing the temperature of the water to make sure it's just right. Her petite ass is facing you as you enter the room, covered only by a pair of black thong panties and a tiny lace skirt that does more to accent than hide what what little it covers. She scrambles to her feet, looking a little embarrassed. She looks down as her cheeks blush. Her dark bangs partially obscure her eyes while the rest of her hair is pulled back in a ponytail. The end of it hangs just over her shoulder. As you get a fuller view of her, you see that what little she's wearing is meant to resemble a French maid's outfit. Her black lacy bra is topped with white frills, and the front of her skirt has a tiny white frilly apron attached.

"Je te demande pardon," she says apologetically while averting her eyes.

"That's quite alright, Sofie dear. The bath looks lovely! Thank you for preparing it for us. I'll call for you if we need anything else," Jackie says to her sweetly.

"Merci, Madame," she says in a more cheerful voice as she lifts her head and smiles at the two of you before leaving the room. Her hips swish back and forth as she walks, drawing your eyes to the tiny black skirt as it flutters around her waist.

"Such a lovely girl, that Sofie," Jackie says to you.

"Mm hmm," you respond, nodding in agreement. Your mind takes a moment to picture what you would do with Sofie if you just happened to find her in a broom closet somewhere. The thought makes your cock twitch.

"Come on, lover boy," Jackie says as she takes your hand, bringing your attention back to her. She motions to the bath with her other hand. "Shall we?"

You nod. She leads you towards the bath, which is essentially a square tiled basin built into the middle of the floor. The bottom of the bath is decorated with a beautiful mosaic of Venus, the Roman goddess of love. She steps in, and you follow her. The water is pleasantly warm and feels refreshing on your skin. Standing about knee-deep in the middle of the bath, she turns to you and then slowly submerges herself. You watch as she comes back up, water dripping down her hair and gorgeous body. She smiles at you and then moves to the edge of the bath where an assortment of soaps, oils, brushes, and sponges had been carefully placed. She makes a selection and motions for you to come closer.

"Come, let me bathe you while we talk, and then you can do the same for me," she says.

You position yourselves on the submerged inner ledge of the bath so that she can sit behind you and wash your upper body. She leans your forward and begins scrubbing your back. The soapy sponge feels so soothing as she rubs it across your body, pressing gently but firmly as she scrubs, loosening your muscles as she exfoliates your skin.

"How does that feel?" she asks.

"Mmmm, good," you reply. She can hear in your voice just how much you're enjoying this.

"I'm glad. There's absolutely nothing in the world like a good scrub in a nice warm bath, especially when someone else is doing the scrubbing," she says.

Your head bobs in a lazy nod.

"So, about what I said earlier, about knowing that I made the right decision? Well, you know by now I'm a woman with very discerning tastes. I also pride myself on being an excellent judge of character. I already knew Suzy was exceptional, and the man she chose as her partner in life would have to be equally so."

She leans you back against her so she can scrub your chest. You try not to let her feel you tense up at the mention of your wife. That photo of her riding another man's cock is still fresh in your mind, and the fact that she could go behind your back like this still stings.

"What is it, Dave? Is something wrong?" asks Jackie.

You sigh. Perhaps a little confession is good for the soul. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to ruin the mood, but I'm still a little upset that Suzy has been cheating on me. I know, it seems hypocritical of me to get upset considering what I've been up to all weekend, but still, it hurts."

"Oh you sweet man," she says soothingly into your ear. The back of your head rests against her shoulder as her arms encircle you. You feel yourself relax under the ministrations of her hands. The care and attention she gives as she bathes you feels almost motherly, but in a very sensual way. It makes confiding in her feel much easier.

"It isn't the sex that bothers me. I've fantasized about her sleeping with other people more times than I can count. No, the part that's hard to get over is how she did it behind my back. If she had told me she wanted to fuck other people on the side, I would've been fine with it. Hell, I would've even encouraged it."

"In my years of experience, I've found that when people do hurtful things, it's usually out of fear. When people cheat and lie to the ones they love, it's usually because they're afraid of causing pain. Do you think that may be why Suzy didn't tell you, that she was trying to avoid hurting you?" she asks.

"I... I think so. That's why I do it, at least. If she knew about all the women I've fucked since we've been together, I'm afraid of what she would think of me. She probably feels exactly the same way," you say, thinking out loud. The way she gently and methodically scrubs your skin while holding you against her body is really helping you process your feelings.

"And what do you think of her now that you know the truth and can understand why?"

You take a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I love her just as much as before, maybe even more so. I want to forgive her, and I don't want her to feel like she has to hide anything from me. Faithful or not, she's my wife and I want her to be happy."

"I'm glad to hear it, Dave. You're simply adorable, and so is Suzy. You two are so good for each other, and I think you'll both be a good fit for us if you're willing to give it a chance."

"Us?" you ask, not sure what's she's talking about.

You can almost hear the smile in her voice. "Suzy's promotion is only part of the deal. The other part, well, that's why I invited you here. You see, many of the executives of our company are part of what we like to call The Network, but it's not just for the executives. It also includes their spouses and sometimes very special friends. We all enjoy a very... intimate lifestyle together, if you understand my meaning."

Remembering what Jackie told you about she and Greg being swingers, you begin to realize just what kind of lifestyle she's inviting you and Suzy to join.

"Ah, I see you understand perfectly," she says as she sees your erection grow and peek out of the water. She measures some oil into her hand and gently massages it into your shaft. The sudden stimulation makes your squirm at first, but then you settle back down against her body and let yourself enjoy the pleasure of her hand.

"Now, this invitation is for both of you together, but Greg and I wanted to talk to you separately about it first. Yes, that's the real reason why I sent her to this conference in my place, so he could speak to her privately and candidly, assuming he hasn't gotten too distracted, that is."

She releases your now well-oiled shaft and signals for you to sit up. You sit and turn to face her, looking her in the eyes. A mix of emotions swirl in your head as you try to process everything she's told you so far. One thought, one question, surfaces above the rest. You're not sure if you want to hear the answer, but you have to ask.

"So, Suzy and your husband Greg, are they..." the rest of the question is caught in your throat.

"Would it bother you if I said yes, knowing what you know now about your wife? I promise you, my husband is a gentleman, and you can be certain that he wouldn't do anything with Suzy that she didn't explicitly invite," she says while placing the soaps, oils, and sponges she most prefers within your reach.

"I can't say it doesn't bother me at all, but I think I'm starting to get used to feeling of being cucked while she gets fucked," you say with a bemused grin.

She lets out a laugh and turns to face her back toward you. "I have a feeling you two will be just fine."

She moves her hair to the side so you can scrub her back. Gently, you begin to bathe her in the same way she had just bathed you. You're surprised by just how calming and soothing the whole process is for you. Methodically scrubbing her back and her shoulders, cleaning every inch you can before leaning her back against your chest so you can clean her front the same way she cleaned yours is helping you to just calmly accept whatever she tells you. Any fears, jealousy, or uncertainly you're feeling about Suzy are simply scrubbed away as if they were dirt on her skin.

"Either way though, hmm... her promotion is set, and I've been planning a surprise celebration... oooh... for her at the conference tomorrow. I would like to bring you with me as my 'special guest'. Mmm yess... That way Suzy can be doubly surprised," she explains, her voice growing more relaxed until she's practically melting into you while you rub oil into her breasts.

"I would like that, and I think she would like that too," you say softly in her ear. "And as for the other invitation, I'm willing to accept if she is."