Chapter 12 - Epilogue

As we drove home down the R24 and the kilometres stretched between us and the retreat, an odd mix of exhaustion and exhilaration settled over me. Sizwe was at the wheel, his hand resting comfortably on my thigh.

"That was..." I started searching for the right words, "Incredible. I don't think I'll be the same again."

Sizwe laughed. "I know what you mean. I never thought we'd become swingers, or how freeing it feels."

I nodded, staring out the window as the maize fields rolled by. "It's like we unlocked this whole other level of intimacy. Not just with each other, but with everyone there."

"And now," Sizwe said, giving my thigh a playful squeeze, "I'm wondering when we can do it again."

I laughed. "Yoh, not for a while, that's for sure. My parents are not going to babysit for a whole weekend any time soon."

"We can't just wait for another weekend away, though," Sizwe mused. "There has to be a way to find people nearby. Something low-pressure just for an evening."

"I know," I said, pulling my phone out of my bag. I navigated to the app store, feeling a rush of excitement. "I heard about these apps. They're for couples who want to meet other people for... well, you know."

I searched quickly and found one that seemed promising.

I downloaded it and started setting up our profile, laughing as we chose a tasteful yet sexy photo of us together.

"Couple seeking adventure," I read aloud as I typed. "Does that sound too cheesy?"

"It sounds perfect," Sizwe said, his grin widening. "Add something about us being new but enthusiastic."