This forest bathing retreat was taking a decidedly different turn than I had expected. It was now going on the third day. I had seen my wife only for an hour or two on the second day. In those brief hours she informed me that the activities during her time so far had been equally a surprise to her. She was receiving pleasure from men and women and indeed she had been fucked intensely by her guide who was now engaged with me.
This next chapter in this retreat was about to be written. After a full day of hiking, meditating and reflecting in writing, John ( the guide) informed me that I would be spending the night at his suite on the other side of the campus where I would be with he and Wayne, another guide. So at the appointed hour I walked to his cabin, knocked on the door and entered. He opened it and welcomed me graciously, smiling and holding his arm extended into the room like a concierge ushering me in.
After I was inside I looked around. It was spacious suite of rooms. I thought to myself that he must have been senior in the facility to get such elaborate accommodations. He closed the door and locked it placing a do not disturb sign on the outside before he clicked it and secured it. He directed me to the bathroom and suggested I take a shower and that he would be in the bedroom waiting for me. As he advised me he pointed to a door on the other side of the room that was partially open and illuminated.