Continued from part 2...

To my amazement this arrangement continued for several months. I was shagging Rachel almost every night I was home on my 2 weeks leave, the occasional night out with Carol, a shag with her in my car before dropping her off, and shagging Terri most mornings when I stayed over as she was the last to leave for work. On the days that I didn’t stay over, I would nip round at noon the following day and I would shag Terri in her lunch break. She loved to wear stockings to work, which always added to my enjoyment.

From a pure sex viewpoint, I was in dreamland. The sex was plentiful, and they were each different in their own ways. Rachel loved to role play, talking and teasing during sex, suggesting all kinds of stuff. She had a real filthy mind. As an example, her work colleague and best friend Louise was a real looker. She was the girl she was with the night we first met. During one sex session I was doing Rachel doggy anal, and she said “I was talking to Louise in work today. She asked me what you were like in bed. I told her you were amazing. She asked me if we could have a threesome, so she could experience it first hand. I told her I would ask you, but I’m up for it, if you are...” I emptied my balls into her on the spot.

 “So when are we going to have this threesome..?” I asked later, “Never, I just made it up to tip you over the edge..” she laughed. That was typical her, vivid imagination and always looking to break some rules.

Both Carol & Terri kept telling me I was too good for Rachel and they were curious about what was her allure.  She was quite plain looking, so the answer wasn’t obvious to them, but it was to me. She was such a filthy slut and having been in a few straight laced relationships, I loved that about her.

Terri was a lovely person, a few years older than me, genuine, kind, and easy going if a little bit dozy at times. She went to the gym regularly, looked after herself, and she liked to wear sexy lingerie. She had a dildo and would make her own foreplay every morning while waiting for the house to empty in anticipation of fucking me. She would normally have made herself cum and was soaking before our morning romps. Her room was closest to Rachel’s and so she overheard a lot of what went on. She sometimes mentioned it, curious what was going to create those noises out of Rachel. I used that to push Terri’s sexual boundaries. She took a bit of convincing though before she tried anal, but once we started it, it became more frequent, sometimes she was the one initiating, suggesting she used the dildo in her pussy, my cock in her arse. 

Carol was very pretty, as well as young, sweet and innocent looking. She was also the intellectual one, a handful of ‘A’ levels, well read and up on current affairs and politics. But when it came to sex she was rather staid. She insisted on condoms and liked sex in the missionary position or her on top. That was pretty much the options, and she flatly refused to have it reverse cowgirl or doggy style as she said it was degrading. Funny how people’s minds work. She also didn’t like to give or receive oral. She thought that was degrading as well. I was amazed that she relented to one drunken attempt at anal to spite Rachel, but that would be it.

One morning when I had just arrived back from the rigs, Terri mentioned to me that Rachel had brought back her ex-bf again while I was away at work. I guess that made her feel justified fucking me. But all around there were moral dilemmas. None of us could take the high ground, but I didn’t care. I was determined to enjoy it all while it lasted, because I figured I’d been on a lucky run, but I was bound to get found out eventually.

 I never confronted Rachel about seeing her ex-bf while I was away, both Carol & Terri had now mentioned it, but how could I accuse her without implicating myself with Terri & Carol..? Plus I figured that Rachel would probably deny it, like she had denied anything was going on to the two girls. And anyway, I couldn’t complain knowing what I was doing behind her back.

As the months passed I created stupid targets in my head. Shag all 3 on the same day – tick. Shag all 3 up the arse on the same day , very tricky but I managed it – tick, and so on. I thought one way to bring it all out into the open was to have a three or foursome. I suggested it to them all. Rachel & Terri were both keen, but Carol was not. And unfortunately, both Rachel & Terri wanted a threesome with Carol, well she was the prettiest. But Rachel didn’t want a threesome with Terri, and Terri didn’t want a threesome with Rachel. Damn.

 As summer approached the next challenge was what to do for summer holiday. Rachel was a sunbed queen, she hated white bits and loved to have an all over tan. She suggested to me that we should go to Corfu or Majorca for 14 nights. The problem for me on a 2 on 2 off rota, was that I would need to take a week off work. Allied to the fact that I would lose income, I would also miss almost 5 weeks away from my house project in the time of year with the best weather. After much discussion I decided to give it a miss, instead choosing to work on my house. Rachel was temporarily pissed off, but perked up when 2 of her gf’s said she could tag along with them to Gran Canaria. I also figured it would give me more access to Terri & Carol when Rachel was away.

 When I arrived back the following trip home, Rachel was already in Gran Canaria. Both Terri & Carol assumed they would have unfettered access, but I had to work out how to juggle them around. With Rachel out of the way, I played a dangerous game of bed hopping alternating nights in bed with Terri & Carol. The nights with Terri were easier because she was always the last to leave the house, Carol would already be gone when I got up out of Terri’s bed. When I stayed the night with Carol, the night time shags were great, but the morning’s were tricky. I would get up & dressed first when Carol said the coast was clear, and I would sneak out of the house and go to my car which was parked a fair distance from Terri’s. Once Carol had left for work I would go back to Terri’s and service her if there was time before she left for work, if not back there at lunchtime. I managed to negotiate the 2 weeks without getting caught. The day before heading back offshore, Rachel arrived home from Gran Canaria. She had an all over tan alright, but also some love bites and scratch marks on her back. I pretended not to notice and travelled back to work the next day.

On one of my phonecalls home, Terri answered and was telling me that Rachel had been getting some calls from a lad that she met on holiday. She had also told the two girls that she had had a wild time when she was away. Carol said similar when I managed to speak to her, but I felt that it would be hypocritical to confront her about it, so I let it go and didn’t mention it.

 In what seemed like no time at all, unbelievably a year had passed and I was still fucking all three of them. As far as I could tell, none of them were any the wiser. When I was away, if I phoned the house to speak to Rachel, but Terri or Carol answered, I would end up speaking to them for half an hour or so. Which meant that I would need to phone back to speak to Rachel. If I was unlucky, I would get both Terri & Carol answering first before I spoke to Rachel. It was clear though that Terri & Carol weren’t seeing anyone else apart from me, and Rachel was still occasionally bringing her ex-bf back when I was away. 

 The cumulative effect over  the year probably wasn’t great for my mental health, because no matter what happened in that house while I was away, I would get 3 different viewpoints. Often in disagreement with each other. How could they always have three widely different perceptions of the same events? It was hard trying to keep up with who had told me what, and no doubt I made the odd slip up with Rachel, by referring to events that Terri or Carol had told me.

 Interestingly Rachel mentioned to me that she suspected that both Terri & Carol had secret bf’s. “Why is that ?” I asked, “Just a hunch that I have. Call it a girl’s intuition, sometimes they are just too happy, and there’s no obvious explanation.” Rachel coined the phase “Terri’s Knocking Shop”. Or ‘TKS’ as she would often write on the back of her cards, knowing the lads offshore would see it.

 One incident during the year got me really freaked out. I was working offshore over Valentine’s Day and the control room messaged to say that I had received 3 cards. One from Rachel, one from Carol & one from Terri. When I opened the cards, I discovered that they were all identical. Co-incidence? Collusion..? Did they all know what was happening at Terri’s and they were playing me..? Was this some kind of big game…? But it turned out it was just a co-incidence.

To be continued…