I was almost home when my phone vibrated and beeped.I pulled over to the curb to see who the text was from. I didn’t recognize the number and there ...asn’t a name on it, so I knew it wasn’t a number I had saved. When I opened it, I had a pic to load. Two pics - I found out when I clicked on it.The first pic was two women standing side by side, wearing t-shirts, smiling as they took a selfie. I didn’t know them, but from their smiles and small titties under those t-shirts, I had a hunch this was. “Just waiting to close up the store.” “Why not close early, I’ll give you a show?” The lining slowly comes down, stopping just above her nipples. Paul looks at her, weighing his options. He and his wife had talked about an open relationship, but no formal decision had been made yet. He took a few seconds too long and Aziza pulls down the lining under her breasts. She tweaks a nipple, scouring the skin around it with her nails, leaving angry red lines on the dark skin. “Your turn, show me that. "Having fun, lass?" he queried. She just grinned at him and then made gestures for him to come in too. The water did look inviting after a hot day on the trail and, to be honest, she looked inviting too. So Jake took off his boots and his pants, his vest, shirt and undershirt, and then waded out into the stream.Sue shouted at him, and waved her arms, and pointed. Jake looked down at the underwear he still had on. He hadn't felt comfortable undressing totally in front of Sue but it seemed that. I looked at it, and reached out with my finger to wipe it off her face.Her face. It was so beautiful, in that moment, leaning against the wall, sitting on the bathroom floor. Steam fogging up the mirrors. The portable phone, its black finish a sharp contrast to the white tile floor that it laid upon. The water that dripped off her hair, onto her shoulders, and down her body.The whole world froze. In that instant, in that minute -- it seemed like hours, that we had been sitting on the floor -- I.