"What do you think?"

Jenny's voice made Beth yelp in surprise, hiding the photo album behind her by reflex. {if Shame < 30
}She knew, and loved, how open and sex-positive they were, but she was still snooping in their private porn stash. {endif
} Jenny was in her panties, without her bra on. She had a smile on her face.
"Jenny... I'm.... I'm so sorry...it was just here and...." Beth {if Shame > 30
}thought she might actually die as all the blood in her body rushed to her face in embarrassment. {else
}tried not to picture Jenny with the cock in her mouth as she stood in front of her, but it was hard not to. {endif
} She felt lightheaded.
"It's ok!" Jenny put her hands up in a soothing gesture. "Relax. I knew it was in here when you said you were going to the bathroom. You know I'm not shy." She took the album from Beth's hand. "I started doing some... adult stuff, about a month back." She flipped idly through the book. "I got hooked up with a freelancer. His name's Damien. It's been pretty lucrative." Her smile became wicked. "I started an OnlyFans account, too."
"Wow." Beth{if History = 0
} was at a loss for words. Never in a million years would I have guessed. Her{else
}'s{endif
} eyes flicked involuntary from the blowjob picture to Jenny and back. "He's very talented."
"Definitely..." Jenny chuckled, "And his cock's pretty nice, too." Jenny's fingers playfully caressed the shaft in the picture.
"Wha..?" I guess I should have put two and two together. "What about Peter?"
"Peter's all for it." Jenny laughed. She took Beth by the hand. "Come on. It's time for my turn, remember?"
Beth shook out of her funk. "Of course, of course."
When they exited the bathroom, Peter was eating at the kitchen island. "We thought you fell in..." he joked.
"She fell in to my little photo album." Jenny tossed it onto the couch before dropping her panties and taking her place on the table, covering her bare tush with a towel.
"Oh, yeah? what did you think? Isn't the photographer good?" Beth could not escape being flabbergasted at how casual they both were about the subject. she got to work on Jenny's back, burying her disbelief in professionalism. {If Shame < 30
}Damn, I knew they were freaks, but...Is it hot in here? Her face felt hot, and she was sweating. {endif
}"Oh, girl. You're usually smoother than that. Relax." Jenny looked up at her. "It's ok. Peter and I are polyamorous, anyway."
{if History = 0
}"Poly...what?"
"Polyamorous." Peter chimed in. "We love each other, but we're both capable of having romantic and sexual relationships with others as well."
{if Shame <30
}YOU CAN DO THAT?! {else
}I...I...Brian would never....{if Shame >69
}
Where did THAT thought even come from?!{endif
}{endif
}"You...you mean you guys can....with other people...and its just okay?"{else
}"Wow." I keep saying that. "I never would have guessed. That really...works?"{endif
}
"Absolutely, as long as we stay safe and keep communication open." Peter smiled as he sauntered over to cup Jenny's cheek with a palm. She kissed his hand with a contented sigh.
{if Shame < 30
}Fucking anyone I want and no jealousy?
{else
}How is that possible? What about... jealousy? {endif
}Beth couldn't believe it, but there were Jenny and Peter, clearly in love, and with a picture of Jenny sucking someone else's cock right there on the couch. They spent the rest of the session politely answering Beth's {if History - 0
}numerous {endif
}questions. When her phone beeped, announcing 3:00 and the the end of the double session, Beth cursed. "Oh fuck, Jenny. I'm sorry, I didn't really give you the best session there. Let's just call this one a freebie."
"Oh absolutely not, honey." Jenny stood up, and gave Beth a big hug. "I was happy to answer your questions. You know you're more than just a massage therapist to us. You're our friend." She looked up at Beth through her eyelashes. "Aren't you?"
"I like to think I am."
"So it's fine." she turned to Peter. "Can you hand me my purse, baby?"
~
A few minutes later, Beth and Jenny were walking to her car.
"I hope you weren't... freaked out by all that." Jenny put a hand on Beth's shoulder.
"No, no...I'm sorry for snooping where I shouldn't have."
"If I hadn't wanted you to see that, I would have kept it in the bedroom where it belonged, Beth." She moved to put herself in front of Beth. "Can I tell you something, now that our business is concluded for the day and, we're just talking as two women?"
"...sure..."
Jenny smiled. "Peter really likes you." Her eyes took on a hungry light. "I think you two could have a lot of fun together." Beth tried to wrap her mind around the truly unexpected implication, and Jenny continued, "I like seeing him happy, just as he likes to see me happy."
"Jenny.... that's flattering but..."
"You're engaged. We know. I also know what you've told me... about how things are for the two of you. We make no judgments, but...well we believe in meeting each other's needs, and if yours aren't being met... just think about it, okay? Maybe you and Brian could have dinner with us sometime, see what happens."
Jenny headed inside, and Beth climbed into her car, at a true loss for what to think.