I jumped back from the window. I resolved to go to bed, but my arousal prevented that. I stepped slowly to the window and looked down. Harv had Mabel ...eaned over the side of the hot tub fucking her pussy.He waved again at me. This time I moved up to the window, letting him know I was watching. I waved back. He smiled and began to fuck his wife.He never looked up again and fucked his wife until they climaxed together.The next morning I saw Harv in the kitchen. He was making coffee."Morning,. He had brown hair and eyes like mine. But my hair was a bit longer. Jeremy had more bulky muscle than me. I had more of a swimmers build you could say. But I was by no means a swimmer. I was still a virgin and I was pretty sure he was too at the time. I was Bi but I was not out as it were. My high school was hell for known gay kids and I had no wish to participate in that area. So I dated some girls and liked them. Sadly none of them was interested in sex. But life went on.“Hey you doing. “You do have the SAT phone, don’t you?” Dessie asked.Phillip patted a pouch on the right side of his backpack. “Yep. The battery is hot, and our solar charger will work with it, too. You have the turkey sandwiches that Sophia made for us, right?”“Yes, and she did a great job of wrapping them, too.”After a brief pause, “You really like those people — all of them — don’t you?” Phillip asked.“Yeah,” she slowly responded as she pulled on light, but ultra-strong gloves, as did her husband. Similar. I was told in no uncertain terms that we men were supposed to get drunk and not the girls.After drinking a glass of our Witch’s Brew we put on our loincloths. I don’t know why we bothered to find someplace private to change because once we came back there was very little left private after that. The guys were good natured about it though and figured that if that was what the girls wanted, then by God that was what we were going to give them.When the women came down from the house it seemed like.