Oh, and you didnt invite them in to play? I asked with a laugh. We have never played with another couple but it had been a nice pillow talk fantasy fo... us. Who said I didnt? she replied. And as I looked up, Chris and Charlene walked through the door, a large grin on both their faces. Well you sure look surprised, Charlene said, you didnt know that she asked us to come help with your birthday preset? All I could do was stare, still aware of the bullet vibrating in my ass, and my cock pulsing. "Fuck... someone's coming!" I said to her.Sam stopped, as she heard them too. It was like a soft coughing, a clear of one's throat which grew louder as they approached. It was Mr. Thompson, Sam's father. If he found me with my pants down, Sam on her knees and licking my cock, then I knew I'd be a dead man.The door opened after another few moments, as Mr. Thompson - Gary, as he likes to be called by those who know him, looked in to find me sat behind my desk."Ah, I was just looking for my. Sherie splashed just a few feet from me. I reached and took her arm, pulling her to the bank. The bridge was in sight so we continued upstream, laughing at ourselves. Nothing was lost since I was careful to tie everything down. She sat with her back to me as I paddled hard to get us the last few hundred yards to the swimming hole. It was a very wide and deep area of the Topisaw. The current slowed to a crawl.”Here we are,” I said as the kayak crunched to a stop on the rocks, ”This is where we. Also I preferred the idea of actually fucking her in a bed this time. Or anywhere else besides these couches that have seen us in action twice now."No, I think I have a better idea. Just don’t bother putting any cloths on when you get out of the shower ok?" I suggested to her. She grinned knowing the fun for tonight wasn't over just yet. "Ok you sexy beast, I will do what my babysitter commands" she seductively teased.She then sat up on the couch and then rose to her feet. I still laid there.