We leaned in, and gave eachother a long hug. We leaned back, and smiled. I leaned into her, closing my eyes, and kissed her softly. We waited a moment...to take it all in, and kissed again. Kisses turned to a make-out session, with our hands exploring eachother’s bodies. A sharp knock on the camper door grabbed us from our intimate moment. We got up and went outside and back into the house.We went next door to where I had been babysitting so the kids could play in a fort we built earlier out of. She pulled it away; 'fantasising about it was one thing, but actually touching it was quite another, ' common sense dryly informed her - 'but nobody need know, ' curiosity mused - 'besides, I'm only going to make him more comfortable', she thought, 'and, after all, it won't bite!'Molly stifled a giggle and tenderly wrapped her palm around the stiffening shaft, feeling the strength course through the network of veins along it, pumping blood into the hot length until it jutted proudly erect from. I was gone most of the morning and got home a little after 1:00 in the afternoon. When I walked into the house I was feeling great…I had a bit of a buzz going from the 6 pack I’d had on the golf course and I always feel good after a round of golf. I walked into the kitchen to grab another beer and saw my wife sitting at the table with an odd look on her face. I immediately knew something was wrong so I sat down across the table from her waiting to apologize for whatever it was she was about to. We then head for our room. I quickly shower and put on some sexy underwear and stat to play around with the hubby, after about five minuets there's the oh so hoped for knock on the do and hubby answers and in walk what I can only describe as one of the best fuck's of my life. My hubby tells him to help himself and sit down on the dressing table to watch. He comes over to me and we start kissing and I waist no time in groping his cock through his clothes, I can feel him getting hard and oh my.