Layla thought long and hard about her next move. She asked Kevin if she were in his area would he just come over, jerk off his dick, and nut all over ...er taut derriere. He responded in the affirmative. Layla booked a trip for two weeks out right after that. After finishing up work, Layla ran out to the mall. She went into a clothing retailer targeted to junior women. She purchased over 20 pair of panties from thongs to boyshorts to bikini cut. Each day thereafter, Layla made sure to load up. "Well, why not," I resigned myself. The girls disappeared for a moment and returned dressed in robes with arms full of towels and bottles. They tossed me a robe as they headed out the back door and told me to join them. Two minutes later I'd changed and headed out the back door. In the darkening sky, I stumbled my way through the thick trees relying on the sound of running water to be my guide. Just when I was feeling disoriented I heard them talking, I stepped into a clearing where there. New Years Day. Two lovers with no obligation to anyone but each other that day. No work. No k**s. No stress. A lot of fucking, obviously. There had been pillow talk.“We could call him..”“He says he’s a bit tired and hungover…”“We don’t have to do anything, just hang out…”“Yeah.. he’s texted. He’s on the way…”’It wasn’t much of a gamble. He was her friend, someone we liked and respected, and was good company. But we weren’t sure anything would happen. Or even if we’d want it to. After an. I go over and wake up Becky gently and say, “bathroom is open, and I am good to go and will be dressed by the time you get out. What do you want for breakfast?” She tells me and to order the same for the girls and the Sargent and I get out my BDU’s that are already pressed and ready to go. I go out into the main room and throw on the trousers, get my jump boots and put those on and blouse the pants over the top. Button up, straighten out the brown t shirt and put the coat on and slide my arm.