Face to face. Skin to skin. No words. But unspoken promise filled the warm air.After a while, Helen said, “We’d better get back.”A slow, easy re...urn, hand in hand. By late afternoon we reached the stream and small waterfall. Sweated and grubby, we plunged gladly into the refreshing coolness. Too tired to do any more than splash each other and rub hands over willing skin.While we dried naturally, we ate, and as we did Helen’s eyes moistened and she said, “I think you need to know something about. Britney: Oh that was very kind of you John, your so lucky Kate to have a big brother to look after you and such a handsome one at that. When I was your age I always wanted a big brother to look after me. What did you think of the performance John? I could only mummer it was excellent as I was still glowing bright red too which Britney gave me a sexy little smile. Britney: I'm sorry about this but I've got to ring Mum it the first time I've toured without her as her mother is sick and she stayed. Roger is obviously smitten by Maxine as he watches her every movement.“I feel overdressed compared to you two,” she purrs as she shrugs her top off to expose a very good pair of tits with erect nipples.“Love your big cock, Sarah told me you were eight-inches, magnificent,” she purrs as Roger licks her nipples and she toys with his erection.A topless woman in tight leather slacks and heels is always a visual turn on and Maxine is a huge turn on for both of us. Even better for me when her man. She hadn’t realised, none of them had, how deeply he was still affected.Her hair spread out around her, like a halo. He woke in the middle of the night, and went back to sleep dreaming of the virgin Mary – a combination of the sight beside him, his in-laws’ religious beliefs, and a painting he thought he had forgotten. She curved round him.In the morning he woke, confused. At first it was the smell of a woman in the bed. Not a sweaty, female erotic smell; the smell of perfume. His hand.