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“Sarah, you wouldn’t be cold if you had helped paddle,” I said as we lugged the canoe onto the shore. Sarah’s new girlfriend Kim had taken the bow seat at the start of the trip, while Sarah just lounged in the middle. 

The cabin up the hill sat postcard-perfect in the fading October light—framed by pines and evergreens, windows glowing warmly.

Seeing smoke trickling from the chimney, I said, “Prisha has the woodstove going. It’ll be plenty warm in the cabin.”

Kim clicked off several shots of the cabin and then of the lake with her expensive camera. She had barely spoken to me during the trip, but paused paddling often to take pictures.

Prisha was hurrying down to greet us. “You’re early! I didn’t expect you this soon.” 

We had been apart five nights. The previous Sunday I had to return to the city for work, but Prisha had the week off and insisted on finishing things in the cabin.

Prisha greeted Sarah and Kim and embraced me, her wide dark eyes smoldering with need. “I missed you so much, Daniel.”

As we lugged our backpacks and other gear up the slope, Sarah said, “I can’t believe you two finished the cabin. Kim, the last time I was here we put the last log into place for the walls, but there was no roof or anything.”

Kim gave her lover a sideways glance. “You helped build it, Sarah?”

“She was a great help,” I said. “Mostly at bossing us around, but she did help with one of the walls and cutting logs. Sarah’s a whiz with a chainsaw.” 

Kim shuddered at the thought.

Sarah had been seeing Kim for three months, but Prisha and I had only met her once—a hasty introduction moments before the pair left to go clubbing. 

“Don’t you try jousting with her, Quixote,” Sarah had warned, “She only likes girls.”

Kim was adorable—she was nearly as short as Sarah, but where Sarah was lush and shapely, Kim was slender and toned. Her heart-shaped face was cute with big eyes, pert nose, and a cinnamon dusting of freckles.

But it was her hair. Oh my God, the hair. Neon blue, with streaks of pink, purple and green. Kim wore it in two loose braided pigtails that flew and shimmered when she turned her head. It fitted well with her modest tattoos and piercings. Throughout the trip, I had admired her hair from my position in the canoe’s stern.

I noticed something sitting to the left of the cabin that should not have been there.

“Pri,” I said, “you didn’t!”

Prisha shrugged one shoulder and bounded ahead to stand beside her construction.

“Ta-da!” She flourished her arm like a game show hostess.

“What the hell is that?” asked Sarah. “A wood vat with a smokestack?”

“It’s a wood-heated hot tub,” I said. “We got it second-hand and brought the parts here last weekend.” I scowled at Prisha. “We planned to assemble it in the spring.”

Prisha smiled. “I wanted to surprise you, Daniel. Besides, it’s cold now. Why wait?”

“Because it takes days to put together? Because I didn’t want you working yourself to death while you were here alone?”

Prisha just grinned. Even after months together, she still felt a need to impress me.

Sarah dipped her hand into the water. “It’s a little cool.”

“I only lit the fire an hour ago. It will be warm soon.” Prisha picked up the short stirring paddle and swished the water. “Now, please come inside and warm up.”

After the cool October air, the cabin felt like a furnace. Flames flickered in the woodstove.

The cabin was an open plan with a large living room in the front. Behind that, a dining table sat on one side and there was a small cooking galley on the other. The back wall had a door to a guest room on the left and bathroom on the right. Between the doors, a wood ladder led to a loft where Prisha and I slept.

Prisha gave the tour, explaining the compost toilet, the solar electric system and the need to conserve water. “We don’t have a pipe to the lake yet so have to fill a barrel in the back for now. We have one more solar panel to install on the roof and then should never need to run the generator again.”

Sarah tsk-tsked. “What, no pool table? No home theater? And you still haven’t put in that waterslide. I’m disappointed, guys.” She paused. “I’m kidding, of course. Amazing job, you two. Dan would never have got it done without you, Pri.”

“True,” I said. “After years cutting trees and just puttering around, Pri gave me a reason to get it built.” I kissed her. Pri hugged me and rested her head against my shoulder.

Sarah grimaced. “Ugh, see what I mean, Kim? They’re so straight-laced. No chill at all.”

Kim said, “It’s sweet. Want them ripping their clothes off and fucking on the floor? Like you do after we’ve been apart more than five minutes?” 

Sarah eyed her girlfriend. “Don’t tempt me. Right now I have a better idea.”

With a mischievous glance, Sarah pulled off her top and shed her pants, leaving her naked. She posed with hand on hip until she was sure we were all looking at her pale curvy body and then yanked open the front door and strode outside.
 
We found her straddling the rim of the hot tub, one leg on the top of the steps, the other testing the water. 

“Sarah,” said Kim, glancing at Prisha and me, “You’re shameless.”

“Dan likes me naked. So do you.” She lowered herself into the steaming tub. “Ahhhh, just right. Come on in, you guys.” She spread her arms and leaned back, breasts with their pink nipples bobbing to the surface.

Kim threw her hands up in resignation. She cast a wary look at me and then turned her back and stripped.

As she climbed the short steps beside the tub, I studied her body. Kim was lithe with modest hips and a firm round bum. A flower-and-vine tattoo curved across her shoulder blade to the top of one arm. When she turned to lower herself into the steaming water, I saw sweet pokey boobs and a shaved pussy peeking from the gap between well-toned thighs.

Prisha nudged me when she caught me examining Kim and shook her head in mock disapproval. 

Sarah put her arm around Kim. “Come on in, you two.”

Prisha and I exchanged a glance and removed our clothes. I never tired of seeing Prisha’s body. Her dusky skin, her lanky frame, those delicious breasts capped by dark areolas. 

Kim’s eyes locked on my dick as I stepped over the rim and into the water. I was so used to being naked around Pri and Sarah that it only occurred to me then Kim might be uncomfortable around a naked guy.

The tub was small, wedging me between Sarah and Pri, with Kim on Sarah’s other side. A submerged fence of slats protected us from the watertight wood stove.

The four of us soaked and chatted, enjoying the view of orange-painted clouds over the darkening lake.

Prisha said, “That’s an impressive collection of camera equipment you brought. You are a photographer?”

“You got it. Urban landscapes, portraiture, some conceptual stuff. And then there are the fashion shoots, food, and weddings when I really need money.”

“Which barely happens anymore,” said Sarah. “She’s scored some magazine covers, done some showings. She’s getting known now.”

“Sarah, look!” Kim pointed down towards the fire pit. 

A doe and her two fawns had appeared, sniffing and picking across the open ground.

“I had hoped we would see them,” Prisha whispered. “They have come every morning and evening this week. I think they are foraging for winter.”

Kim stood, craning to see the deer and bringing her jutting breasts into view. The doe raised her head at the splash, ears swiveling. When Sarah also splashed, the doe looked straight at us then trotted into the trees. Her fawns leaped behind her.

“See why I like coming here?” Sarah said to her girlfriend.

“I should have had my camera ready. I’ve never seen deer before. That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Naw. You just need to look in a mirror.” She pulled Kim back into the water and kissed her.

Prisha and I exchanged a glance. It was odd seeing Sarah with someone else, but we were happy she had found someone she was serious about.

“They may return just after dawn,” said Prisha. “Kim, is this really your first time in the woods?”

“Yup. I’m a city girl. Never been camping. Hell, I’ve hardly ever been out of the city.”

“Then this will be a nice introduction,” I said. “You should have seen Sarah’s face when she first saw the tent I used to have here.”

“The tent was fine,” said Sarah. “It was being stranded here with a horny old hermit that worried me. A guy by himself in the woods suddenly having three gorgeous women as his captives? Old Quixote here was in heaven.”

“Well,” I said, “There were two gorgeous women. And Sarah.”

Kim chuckled and Sarah elbowed me hard.

“Why do you keep calling him that?” asked Kim.

Sarah smirked. “Quixote? Because he’s our knight in tarnished armor. Our crazy old man with delusions of chivalry.” She retold the story of how I found her, Prisha and their roommate Julia clinging to their swamped canoe earlier that summer. 

Prisha smiled. “He was so handsome, all rugged gliding up to us in his canoe. He knew exactly what to do and was terribly worried we would die of exposure. He started a huge fire, got us dry clothes, fed us, all the while pretending to be a grouchy old man. It was straight out of a romance novel.”

“So that’s why you sneaked into his bed that night,” said Sarah.

“Sarah!” exclaimed Prisha. “That is private.” Then with a coy smile, she said, “It was because he was so wonderful. And you were going to do it first.”

“Damn right I was.”

Kim said, “I don’t know why you’d want to.” She looked at me. “No offense. You’re a good enough looking guy. I just don’t get Sarah’s whole switch-hitting ‘bi’ thing.”

I chuckled. “It’s okay, Kim. Sarah told us you’re not into guys.”

Sarah said, “You don’t have to be into guys to like fucking them. Lots of our dyke friends sleep with guys.”

“When they’re hammered or super lonely,” said Kim.

Prisha looked puzzled. “You have never been with a man? You’re a virgin?”

Kim gave a pained smile. “If virgin means someone who’s never had sex, not a chance. But if you go by the strict definition set by the patriarchy, then okay... sure.”

Sarah snorted. “Yeah, if you’re a virgin, I’m Santa Claus. You still should try it. You never know. Maybe you’d stop hating men so much.”

“You know I don’t hate men, Sarah. I love women. There’s a difference. Women are sexy. And some hairy beast using me as their fucktoy, hammering away to get off is as far from sexy as I can imagine.”

Sarah grinned. “Sometimes it’s fun being a guy’s fucktoy. It’s primal. And they make the cutest faces when they come. All guys aren’t drooling animals, you know. Dan here takes his time. He makes sure Pri and me are satisfied when we have our threesomes... right, Pri?”

Prisha looked away, embarrassed.

“Let him fuck you and find out for yourself,” said Sarah, arching an eyebrow.

Kim scowled. “And you should go fuck a squid, Sarah. To find out. You never know... right?”

Sarah considered. “Hmm... tentacles. Well, there must be something to it. It’s huge in Japan.”

Our laughter trailed off into an uncomfortable silence.

Sarah said, “Hey, this hot tub has cup holders.”

“So?” 

“So where are the cups? I brought vodka. And since you’re all sophisticated now with your fancy cabin, I have wine too. I’ll get it.”

Sarah launched herself from the water and strolled naked around the corner to the cabin door, body steaming in the cool air.

Kim shook her head, multi-colored braids waggling. “I’d apologize for her, but I guess you’re more used to her than me.”

I said, “I don’t think anyone gets used to Sarah. She makes sure of it. I’m glad she has you.”

Kim smiled. “Sarah’s something, all right. She’s so wild.”

She leaned over to touch Pri’s arm. “Prisha, we haven’t talked since Sarah and I started dating. I hope you’re okay with it.”

“Of course, Kim. We were not a couple.”

“But you were sleeping with each other.”

Prisha shook her head. “Sarah must have explained. It was not at all like that. I like men. But when I was really lonely, and really... horny... Sarah sometimes helped me out. It was only fair to help her in return. We only did it as friends.”

“Really? Oh. Hmm. I see.”

Sarah appeared with two bottles and climbed back into the tub. “Aaah... this is the life.”

Prisha said. “You forgot the cups.”

“Pffft. We never needed any before.” Sarah twisted the vodka open, took a swig and passed it to Kim. She passed me the wine, which I shared with Prisha.

“So why didn’t you invite Julia?” asked Kim. “She had a mean look when I picked Sarah up at her apartment.

“Oh, she was invited,” said Sarah, “but she thinks Dan’s an axe murderer.”

I explained how my wife was killed by a drunk driver who later I almost beat to death in a fit of grief. “When Julia learned about that, she didn’t want anything more to do with me.”

Sarah said, “She never told us before, but she had a boyfriend in the first year of college who hit her. And growing up, her father wasn’t too gentle with her mother.”

Kim nodded. “I can see why she’d be wary of Dan. Guys can be brutes.” She flicked a glance at me.

Sarah said, “Dan snapped. Just that once. No one blames him. Our Quixote here is always a gentleman with us.” She playfully licked my ear and then grinned at Kim.

Kim rolled her eyes. “Sarah, sometimes I think you only sleep with girls because it doubles your chances.”

We drank and chatted as the stars came out. Kim spoke mostly to Prisha and Sarah, avoiding me.

“Hey,” said Sarah. “Kim told me a joke when I told her about the cabin: How can you tell if a house was built by lesbian carpenters? It’s all tongue-in-groove, with no studs.”

We groaned. I said, “Kim, normally when Sarah tells horrible jokes we throw her in the lake. It’s almost a tradition here.”

Kim said, “Well, I don’t want to interfere with tradition.” She gave a half-smile.

Sarah noticed we were suddenly grinning at her.

“What? Oh, no you don’t! It was Kim’s joke. Throw her in.”

I stood. “Naw. You told it, so it’s your fault.”

Together, Prisha, Kim and I pulled a squirming Sarah from the tub. She fought as I threw her over my shoulder and lurched down to the shore as she thrashed. The others followed. No one seemed concerned we were all naked.

Sarah cursed. “Don’t you fucking dare! I just got warm. Is this how you treat a guest?”

“Nope. Only you.” I waded knee-deep, preparing to dump her, when I heard whispers and a laugh behind me. Two pairs of hands shoved me hard, toppling Sarah and me into the inky water.

We surfaced, gasping from the shocking cold, to see Kim and Prisha sprinting for the cabin. I ran after them, watching Kim’s tight little bum flexing beside Prisha’s darker, more ample ass as they ran.

They almost made it before I grabbed Prisha around her waist. Sarah tackled Kim, and we dragged them back to the water as they squealed and fought. Prisha laughed and protested as I flung her in. Sarah needed help with Kim so I braved her kicking legs while Sarah held her arms. Together, we swung her into the lake.

Sarah and I helped our partners to their feet. They swore and laughed as we hurried back to the hot tub.

As we settled back into the steamy water, Kim said, “That was totally childish, you guys. I loved it. Though it’s weird being naked around a guy.”

“You can trust Quixote,” said Sarah. “Besides, Prisha keeps his balls well-drained.”

“Sarah, your manners!” said Prisha.

I laughed. I missed Sarah’s antics, teasing and drawing outrage from Prisha.

We shared more vodka and wine. Prisha clung to me as she warmed up and I embraced her. Soon she was stroking me under the water, her eyes alive with need. I massaged one of her breasts, trying to be discrete.

I needn’t have bothered. Sarah and Kim were openly kissing and groping each other, tittering and whispering as they played. 

Prisha and I decided we should give them privacy. It was time to start dinner, anyway. We stood, preparing to step out, but Prisha had worked me to full erection. Sarah grinned and nudged Kim when she saw it. I covered myself. “Sorry.”

“Thinking about me, were you?” said Sarah. Kim scrunched her face and elbowed Sarah hard.

~~~~

Inside, we dried off. I pulled on sweatpants took some towels and Sarah’s clothes outside, planning to set them beside the hot tub.

Kim was sitting on the rim of the tub with Sarah’s head between her legs. She jerked in surprise when I came into view. I gave her an exaggerated open-mouthed look of shock and shielded my eyes theatrically then set the clothes and towels on a chair. I backed away with head lowered and hands raised apologetically. Kim shook her head and waved me away, smiling.

Prisha was chopping carrots when I joined her inside. She had dressed in a short electric blue sundress that beautifully complimented her dusky skin. It was the wrong time of year for such an outfit, but she knew it made me drool.

After five days without her, I was beyond horny. I embraced Pri from behind and nuzzled her neck.

“Mmmm. I’m so glad you’re back, Daniel.” 

When I started massaging her breasts, she said “Oooo... you know I can’t concentrate when you do that,” but she covered my hands with hers and swayed as I kissed her neck.

“Daniel, we must... oh... mmm... prepare dinner.”

Prisha squawked in surprise when I bent her forward over the counter. “Daniel, the dinner!” She looked over her shoulder and wet her lips, waiting.

I slid my palm up her thigh and under the dress. There was only skin. 

“Naughty girl,” I said. “No undies?”

Planting light kisses across her neck and shoulders, I massaged a breast and stroked between Pri’s legs until she was panting and moist. She gasped when I pushed her lower on the counter and flipped the dress over her back, exposing her lovely brown bum. She arched her back, dutifully presenting herself.

I lined up and pushed into her. We groaned in unison as I slid balls-deep. Prisha wriggled and pushed back. “Uuuh. Daniel, they might see us.”

“They’re busy,” I said. Prisha scrambled to brace herself as I gripped her hips and began fucking her with loving strokes. Soon Prisha was grunting and gasping as she let me take her.

Over our months together, I discovered how much she loved being surprised—being bent over without warning or fucked against a wall. Sometimes she also liked to dominate: tying me up and teasing me for hours, using me to get her off but denying me until the end. She could only do that with me blindfolded.

She lost her nerve if I could see. One time her knots were sloppy—it took an hour to work them loose, but Prisha came extra hard when I grabbed her unexpectantly and savagely fucked her on the floor.

“Come for me, Pri,” I whispered as I plunged into her warmth, one hand teasing her clit.

She groaned. “Not now. Just fuck me. Uhhh... use me. Come in me. Before they catch us.”

I did as she asked, bucking into her as she braced against the counter and urged me on. The sight of Prisha bent over, her shapely bum exposed, legs spread and arching her back to give me greater access inflamed my need even more. When she started her delightful little, “uh, uh, uh,” grunts I rammed in deep and let go, blasting her with days of pent-up cum. Prisha groaned as she felt herself being inseminated and reached back, holding me to her.

We stayed with me buried deep inside until our hearts slowed. Shakily, I helped Prisha stand and face me.

She smiled. “You are awful, Daniel.”

“Like you didn’t plan this, little Miss No Underwear. You know how this dress affects me.”

She smiled coyly and shrugged a shoulder.

We cleaned up and focused on dinner. As we worked, Prisha kept glancing at me, a sly smile on her lips.

When Sarah and Kim came inside, they were dressed. Kim had released her braids, revealing all of her stunning neon hair.

During dinner, Sarah told more stories of our times together at the camp, and embarrassing tales about Prisha, especially during their time at college. Prisha retaliated by revealing some of Sarah’s far more outrageous antics over the years.

“Oh, then there was the time the firefighters caught her naked inside the... hey!”

Sarah’s balled-up napkin hit Pri in the face. 

“Okay, that’s enough of that,” said Sarah. “Dan, what have you done to our Pri? She used to be so shy and polite. Now she’s running around naked without a care and telling the world all my secrets.”

“She’s more confident now,” I said. “Isn’t it great?”

“Sure, if she was spilling your secrets. And what happened to you?” Sarah turned to Kim. “This guy was such a cranky old asshole when we met him. Now he’s a slightly less cranky asshole. Still old, though.”

“I’ve been transformed by the love of a good woman.” I blew a kiss at Pri and gave an over-the-top wistful sigh. Prisha smiled sweetly and batted her eyes theatrically.

Sarah made gagging noises. “Tone it down, you two. We’re eating. ‘Love of a good woman.’ Barf. Kim prefers the lust of a bad woman. Isn’t that right, Kim?”

Kim said, “You’re sweet too, Sarah.” She leaned across the table to Pri. “You should hear the tender things she says to me at night.”

“Lies!” said Sarah. “Give me back my napkin, Pri. I need to stuff it in Kim’s big mouth.”

As we neared the end of dinner, Kim said, “Prisha, this is delicious. Your cooking is excellent.”

Prisha said, “I only did some preparation. Daniel cooked everything tonight.”

“Pri has been teaching me her family recipes,” I said. “Though apparently there’s some nuance of her Chicken Jalfrezi that still escapes me.”

Through dinner, Kim had been observing Prisha. Finally, she said “You have wonderful coloring, Prisha. And a... I dunno... reserved but happy look. You just glow. Would you let me shoot you sometime?”

Prisha fidgeted. “Oh. Um. I’m not pretty enough to be a model.”

I said, “Kim, I’d love good pictures of Pri. Nothing I take really captures her.”

Kim suggested a photo session just after dawn. “During the Golden Hour,” she said.

~~~~

We were all exhausted after dinner, so we settled Kim and Sarah in the guest room and Prisha and I climbed to our loft. Prisha had her dress off in a second and was eagerly pulling off my clothes. We lay back on the mattress, arm-in-arm, just looking at each other. Kim was right—Prisha did glow.

We heard muffled laughing and movement from the bedroom below.

“They seem great together,” I said. “Think it’ll last?”

“Sarah really likes her, and they have tremendous fun together. Sarah does bore easily though. And she still likes guys.” She paused. “Do you think she is pretty?”

“Kim? She’s really cute. Love the hair.”

“Cute, not sexy? You would not want to sleep with her? What if she wanted to be with a guy like Sarah wants her to?”

“Well, that would only be hospitable. She’s our guest after all.”

Prisha gasped and tried to smother me with a pillow.

“Anyway,” I laughed, “If anyone, she’d be sleeping with you, right? Have you noticed her watching you? Though maybe it’s because she’s a photographer. She sure didn’t seem convinced your ‘helping’ Sarah was only as friends. Maybe she thinks you’d be interested.”

“Would you... like to see that? Me with Kim? You like seeing me with Sarah.”

That was an intriguing image, and it surprised me Prisha mentioned it. “I like when you come, and Sarah can really do that to you. And okay, I get excited watching you two together. Just like you get excited watching me with Sarah. But you with someone else? I’d be jealous.”

Prisha smiled. “Jealous?”

“Yeah. I don’t want to share you anymore. Not even with Sarah.”

“Then you wouldn’t get to watch me come.”

“Sure I would. Up close and personal. Speaking of which, I owe you an orgasm.” Pri signed and lay back when I slid down between her legs.  

That night our lovemaking was tireless. After so many days apart, we couldn’t get enough of each other.

Earlier when I had agreed to stop pushing Prisha away, I justified it to myself by saying it was only a fling, that she would soon find someone better, someone her own age who wasn’t a broken thirty-seven-year-old widower like me. 

Prisha said she accepted that view and never made demands, yet as we worked on the cabin, it was always “our cabin,” “our furniture,” and “our love nest” as she called the loft.  In town, she was always at my apartment, and had filled my bathroom and closets with her things.

She set out to master every aspect of cabin construction and life in the bush, from dressing logs to cleaning fish to canoe techniques. Her spirit and happiness infected me, lifted me from the horror and mistakes of my past. Every second I was with her renewed my love of life and hope.

How would I cope when the inevitable happened and she left me for someone her own age?

Soft buzzing and moans from the guest room below interrupted my reflections.

“They brought a toy,” I whispered. “If it has to plug in to recharge, they’ll be disappointed.” Prisha sniggered and shushed me, then pulled me on top of her.

~~~~

It was morning, but it wasn’t the daylight that woke me. Prisha had my erection in her mouth. No... I looked down to see coppery hair bobbing.

“Sarah! What the hell?” I guided her away.

She grinned up at me. “Morning, Quixote. Been a while since I woke you this way, huh?”

“Where’s Pri? Where’s Kim?”

“Down at the shore taking pictures. Catching the morning light.” She slid up and straddled me, the underside of my shaft nestling between her pink pussy lips. She wriggled and slid along my length. “Mmmm, feels like you missed me. It’s been what... two months since you fucked me?”

“You’re with Kim now. And I’m with Pri. Aren’t we done with this?”

Sarah was sopping wet and gliding my dick through her folds. “Mmmm. Do you want it to be?”

She didn’t wait for an answer. Sarah placed my dick at her opening and sank down. She felt wonderful—slick and snug, and different from Pri. I always marveled at how different women could feel inside.

She wriggled with me fully inside her. “Aaah. Kim doesn’t know what she’s missing.” Sarah braced her hands on my chest and started riding me, a self-satisfied expression on her face.

During the summer, Sarah often joined Prisha and me at my apartment or at the camp. Those months were like a bad porn story: an older guy with two young women eager to fuck, one bisexual and the other straight but flexible. It ended when Prisha started staying with me most nights and Sarah met Kim. 

It would have been easy to lay back and let Sarah fuck me and then roll on top and pound her the way she liked. I wanted to, but it felt wrong.
 
“Sarah... come on... we’ve never done this without Pri. And what about Kim?”

“Don’t come in me and she’ll never know.” She closed her eyes and started riding me harder, her ample boobs swaying.

Rolling to the side, I pushed her away. Sarah grabbed for me, panting. “No! It’s okay. It’s fine.”
 
“It’s not fine, Sarah.”

She tried pulling me on top of her, but I sat up and started searching for pants. 

Sarah played with herself as she watched me. “C’mon. I know you want to fuck me, Quixote. Pri won’t mind.”

“I’m not so sure about that. None of us talked about this after you started seeing Kim. You’d better get back downstairs.”

She lay back and sighed. “You’re no fun anymore, Quixote. Okay, spoilsport... I’m going to take a shower.”

As she started backing down the ladder I said, “Let’s not mention this to Pri, okay? I don’t like keeping secrets, but I don’t think she’d be happy with either of us.” Sarah flashed a sour look and disappeared into the bathroom.

Outside, Pri and Kim were walking up from the lake. The straps of Kim’s heavy camera and photography bags crisscrossed over her puffy jacket. Prisha wore only a t-shirt and loose shorts. She didn’t even have shoes. Both were laughing and chatting.

“You must be freezing, Pri!” I put my arms around her, rubbing her back and arms.

She smiled up at me. “Mmmm. That’s nice. Warm me up.”

“Sarah’s still sleeping?” asked Kim.

“She just started a shower.”

“I’d better join her. Have to conserve water, right?” She smirked and disappeared inside.

Prisha looked radiant. “So how was the photo-shoot?”

“Delightful! Kim is very nice. She’s funny! She took many photos of the sunrise, the lake, and... of me. I was embarrassed, but she made me feel less shy.”

“I’m glad, Pri. Can’t wait to see the photos.”

“Oh, uh, she wants to touch them up with her software first, then she will send them to us. The deer did not come this morning. I suspect we were laughing too much.” Prisha paused and leaned close. “She does think Sarah and I were a couple. She asked how I could leave her for a man.”

“Wow. What did you say to that?”

“That Sarah really was just a friend. That you are gentle and caring and wonderful. You know... for a man.” Prisha kept a straight face for an entire three seconds before laughing.

Back inside, low tones from Sarah and Kim came from behind the bathroom door. The shower was a narrow fiberglass stall barely enough for one. I pictured them rubbing their soapy bodies against each other in the tight space.

~~~~

After breakfast, Sarah and Kim offered to help with work left to do around the cabin. The October air was a relief after such a hot summer. The sun warmed us enough to work comfortably.

Prisha had felled one small tree while I was away and Sarah jumped at the chance to cut it up with the chainsaw. Sarah cut half of it and then Prisha had Kim don the protective gear and gave instructions so she could try. 

I was on the ladder securing mounts for the solar panel on the roof and enjoyed watching the three girls hooting and squealing with fear and delight as they dealt with the chainsaw. Kim’s neon hair flew and shone.

Sarah insisted on fresh fish for dinner, so Prisha and I set out in the canoe with our rods. We kept close to camp and saw Kim taking more photos of the area and of Sarah, then watched the pair strip and soak in the hot tub before walking hand in hand, naked, back inside.

When we had a sufficient catch, we landed the canoe and walked up to the cabin. Kim and Sarah emerged from their room, dressed and looking satisfied.

I held up the catch and smiled. “Okay, Sarah. We caught ‘em, you clean ‘em.”

Kim looked puzzled. “They just came out of the water. How dirty can they be?”

Prisha fetched the cutting board and fillet knife. Sarah tried showing off the skill she had learned in the summer, but her first attempt looked like it had been filleted with a hedge trimmer. 

Prisha cleaned the next one, expertly gutting and filleting it as Kim watched in disgust and fascination. Sarah did the rest, which were ragged but usable.

“I’m impressed, Sarah,” quipped Kim, “and somehow a little turned on.”

Sarah lifted a fillet and took a long sniff. “Smells like you when you get back from the gym.”

Kim wrinkled her nose. “Ew, Sarah, ew.”

~~~~

Sarah wanted Kim to have the full camping experience, including cooking over the fire, so at sunset, the girls gathered wood scraps and branches for kindling while I went to the woodpile behind the cabin to split logs.

Soon the three of them appeared, watching as I swung the axe.

“Look,” said Sarah. “He almost has muscles. See how guys are good for some things, Kim?” 

“I bet I can do it,” said Kim. At her urging, I surrendered the axe and gave her safety instructions. After a few misses, Kim split three chunks, each with a single stroke. It was impressive for someone so compact.

The bonfire warded off the chilly autumn air while we ate. Kim marveled at the brightness of the stars and was amazed when Prisha pointed out the faint band of the milky way arcing overhead.

Kim said, “This is wonderful, you two. Thanks for inviting me. I thought I’d be terrified out here in the woods. And it was eerie with no traffic noise, no sirens... you know? Now it’s just peaceful. The wind in the trees, the water, and there’s so many things to photograph. It’s incredible.”

“You’re welcome to come here anytime,” I said. “You could even come with Sarah alone for a weekend when we’re not here. As long as you make sure she doesn’t burn the place to the ground. And make her paddle all the way.”

Sarah stuck out her tongue then started discussing something with Kim. Prisha snuggled close to me. 

“Sarah told me about this morning—how you pushed her away. But you two are my best friends. It would be selfish to deny you having fun together.”

Prisha looked away when I tried to see her expression, leaving me to wonder at her careful words. Too often Pri struggled between her generous nature and what she wanted herself. It was that way whether we were deciding a movie or pizza toppings—she deferred to me or picked what she thought I wanted. I encouraged her to speak her mind, but she said that was how women were expected to be in her family.

Sarah had her arm around Kim, still looking at the stars when she said, “So Pri, are we going to tie up your man and have our way with him?”

Pri swallowed, eyes darting between me and Kim. 

I said, “Pri, did you tell Sarah about our little bondage games?”

“Of course. We tell each other many things. It was her idea for me to tie you up in the first place.”

Kim clucked her tongue. “Sarah, you’re always such a bad influence.” She looked at Prisha and me. “Don’t be embarrassed. Sometimes she ties me up too. She never lets me do it to her though.”

“Of course not,” said Sarah. “I’m a natural leader. I have to be the one in charge. Anyway, it’s time to give you my housewarming present.” 

She stood and rummaged around behind a log.

“Close your eyes and hold out your hand, Quixote.”

I couldn’t imagine what she had brought. Kim and Prisha were looking at me expectantly, so I did as I was told and closed my eyes.

Cold metal circled my wrist followed by the ratcheting clicks so familiar from police shows. I opened my eyes to a metal handcuff around my wrist. Sarah grinned then tugged hugged, making the bracelet cut into my wrist. When I reached with my free hand to stop her, she snared that hand too.

“Sarah, what in the living hell...”

Sarah stepped back, satisfied. “Pri told me how you undid her knots once. These aren’t so easy to escape.”

I held up my shackled hands. “Did you know about this, Pri?”

She nodded and smiled. 

Sarah beamed. “I also got you leather cuffs... softer, less chance of hurting yourselves, but no good for surprises. Oh, and there’s this...” She produced what looked like a sleep mask with wide satin ties. “A proper eye mask. Comfortable and also hard to get off.” 

She secured the blindfold over my eyes.

Adjusting to the lack of sight, I said “Anything else? Vibrating butt plug? Nipple clamps? Spiked chastity cage?”

“Daniel!” exclaimed Prisha, “How do you even know of such things?”

Sarah chuckled. “Those can be your first anniversary presents, okay?” I couldn’t see her, but knew she was grinning. “So now that Quixote is helpless, who wants to have some fun? Pri? Should we leave you alone to play master and slave? No? How about you, Kim? No? Not yet? Okay, then... I’ll go first.”

I heard movement and the whisper of clothes being removed. Sarah guided me to lay on a blanket someone had spread by the fire then tugged off my pants. There was more shuffling followed by Sarah’s mouth on my cock while her soft bare pussy grazed my lips. She was sixty-nining me.

Sarah licked me like a lollypop before taking me fully into her warm mouth. I licked tentatively along her moistening furrow. Sarah sighed and pressed herself lower, angling her hips to give my tongue greater access to her opening and her clit.

She worked me to full attention using her well-practiced skills as I teased and tasted her. I wondered how Prisha and Kim were reacting to the display, but I heard no protests.

Sarah released my dick from her mouth. “Pri, come sit on his face while I fuck him. He owes me from this morning.”

I struggled to sit up, but a hand shoved me back then another pussy grazed my face. I knew the taste and scent well: Prisha. An affectionate lick brought a ragged sigh from her.

Sarah straddled me and lowered herself onto my dick. She was even wetter than that morning and had no trouble taking me deep. She groaned and did a gleeful wriggle before starting to ride me.

From Prisha’s positioning over me, I knew the two friends were face-to-face.

“Pri,” breathed Sarah, “stroke my boobs. For old time’s sake. Kim, come hold Pri’s boobs. She comes harder when someone plays with them.”

I heard steps and then the warmth of two more thighs kneeling close to my head. Prisha moaned. I pictured lithe little Kim kneeling behind Prisha, massaging her breasts while I ate her, and Prisha stroking Sarah’s ample boobs as she fucked me.

How long we were like that I don’t know, but Sarah rode me faster and faster, lifting off my dick and sliding back down, then grinding against me. The sensations and the mental image of the three girls above me had me close to coming. I was fighting to hold back when Sarah held still with me fully inside her.

There were whispers followed by a shifting of positions. Sarah’s clasping pussy was replaced by cool autumn air as she lifted away. Prisha also moved off my face, only to have another pussy lowered to my mouth. Sarah? It seemed so, but before I could consider it further another vagina began to envelop my dick. Prisha, I thought, but no... it felt different. Then I heard a soft “Uuuh! Mmm.” Kim’s voice.

As she slowly worked me into her body, Kim said to me, “Sarah convinced me to try. Prisha said you’d like it.”

I turned my head away from Sarah’s greedy cunt.

“Pri?”

“Enjoy it, Daniel,” was all I heard.

Kim’s tight pussy had pronounced ridges inside that caught and released the head of my dick as she worked me in and out. It was a wild new sensation. Even her wetness felt distinct.

Sarah said, “How is it, Kim? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, okay.” Kim paused and shifted her hips around. “About the same size as our toys, but different. Softer. Warmer. Not really the same.”

She lifted slightly and sat again, those clinging internal ridges sending exquisite sensations as they slipped over my cock head. My cuffed hands frustrated the urge to grab her hips and drive up into her. 

“Gentle, Quixote,” said Sarah. “It’s her first time. And she’s not protected.”

I gasped and heard Prisha gasp too. “What?” she said, “You did not tell me that!”

Sarah moved off my face. “She’s never needed protection before. But it’s okay. Just let her try it for a minute or two. Quixote can control himself.”

The realization I was buried in Kim’s unprotected, formerly virgin body made my cock lurch. Even if I didn’t come in her it was risky. Kim and Sarah had to know that.

Kim started fucking herself with my cock, cooing and grunting softly. “Uh. Yeah. That’s nice, actually,” she said. She worked away on me, grinding and sliding and lifting, getting more and more excited. It was lasting more than a minute or two. I concentrated on staying in control.

Kim laughed. “You were right, Sarah. Guys do make funny faces when you fuck them.”

Sarah said, “Let him get on top. It’s even better.”

“No way... he’d pound me. Come in me.”

I said, “Kim, I’m more likely to come like this. I can’t control things. And with the handcuffs, I can’t even pull you off. If I’m on top, I can control it better and pull out.”

Kim stopped moving immediately and just sat with me deep in her tight pussy. She still couldn’t resist grinding slightly, stirring me inside her, exciting the sensitive head of my dick.

“Okay,” Kim said. “But go slow. We’re not fucking... this is just so I can try it. And for fuck’s sake, don’t come in me.”

Sarah unlocked the handcuffs and pulled off the blindfold. I blinked to see Kim watching me, her upper chest and perky breasts flushed with excitement, neon hair iridescent in the firelight.

Off to the side, Prisha watched with an unreadable expression.

Kim slipped off me and lay back on the blanket, hair splayed, breasts rising and falling, her eyes locked on my erect dick.

She bent her legs and spread them, looking up in invitation. I settled onto her, keeping my weight on my arms while Sarah positioned me at her lover’s opening and urged me to push.

Kim watched fascinated and nervous as my dick slowly slid into her. She felt even better in that position—tighter, warmer, and her expression when I finally balls-deep was one of wonder and excitement. I stayed still, letting her get used to the sensation.

“Okay?” I asked.

She swallowed. “Yeah. Okay. Good, even. I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“Not how you pictured spending your Saturday night, huh?”

We laughed and Kim pushed up against me. I pushed back, and she groaned.

“Uuuh. Mmm. Yeah... that’s nice. Go deep like that a few more times.”

I started short thrusts. It was dangerous territory, but now at least I could control the stimulation and pull out before coming.

Sarah knelled to whisper in Kim’s ear. I couldn’t make it out, but whatever she was saying made Kim push back harder, meeting each of my thrusts. Her toned body and the little grunts of pleasure she made was incredibly erotic. 

Short thrusts became longer as Kim started getting into it, grunting and sighing. She hooked her legs behind mine and forcefully levered me in and out of her, driving me deep and then wiggling so my dick reached every part inside her grasping pussy, then arching to slide me out I was just inside her, then levering me back inside. Even though I was on top, she was still using my dick to fuck herself. We were no longer just trying it—now we were fucking.

Sarah kept whispering obscene encouragements as she stroked Kim’s face. “Good, huh? Didn’t I find just the right guy for you?”

Kim’s face was screwed up in concentration, mouth open, but she turned her head to give Sarah a weak smile then closed her eyes and wrapped herself around me even tighter. She was pushing back against me with each plunge, her tight, ridged tunnel clenching, milking me. The feeling was incredible, heightened by the improbable situation of being the first guy to fuck this cute, toned woman and being inside her completely unprotected.

Both of us became lost in the sensations, Kim gasping and grunting, clutching and meeting my every thrust, fucking me as much as I was fucking her. I realized the point of no return was approaching and prepared to pull out. I didn’t want to, and Kim’s reactions said she didn’t want to stop either. She was breathing hard, pushing and squirming, forcing me in and out of her tight body. If I could last a few moments longer, maybe she would come.

Sarah moved away to slide her hand down my back and over my ass. She traced her fingers lightly across the back of my legs and then reached between my legs to rake her nails down my balls. That brought a gasp and renewed thrusting from me, breaking my concentration and coaxing my orgasm even closer. She kept stimulating me like that for several moments before sinking a slick thumb deep into my ass to rub my prostate.

“Uuhh, gaaaah!” I roared as the surprise and odd sensation pushed me over the edge. 

The world disappeared and I mindlessly rammed into Kim, firing jet after jet into her, painfully hard. I was vaguely aware Kim was struggling beneath me, trying to throw me off, but I had no control. My full weight was on her, pinning her to the ground as my body automatically pumped and pumped into her unprotected pussy.

Kim was still struggling when the world began to return. I was still rock hard inside her, aftershocks still drizzling remnants into her. Kim’s face held anger and terror and I realized what I had done. Utterly drained and listless, I rolled off to lay on my back. Sarah stretched out beside Kim and cuddled her.

Kim was catching her breath as she glared at me. “What the fuck, Dan? I said I wasn’t protected!”

“I couldn’t help it. I was ready to pull out then Sarah... what the fuck was that, Sarah?”

Sarah grinned. “It’s a surefire way to make a guy come buckets.” She explained how she had forced my orgasm.

Prisha was on her feet, fists balled as she glowered at us.

Sarah said, “Relax. I know Kim’s cycle to the hour. She’s in her infertile days. There’s no way she can get pregnant right now.”

“That’s never certain,” I said, sitting up. “Why even risk it?” I felt weak and rubbery from the strange, powerful orgasm.  

“I wanted her to have the whole experience.” She reached to stroke between Kim’s legs where a river of cum flowed from her. “Having a guy’s cum in you feels fantastic. It’s the hormones in it or something, right?”

Kim expelled a breath. “Fuck, Sarah. This is too much, even for you.”

“Tell me you didn’t enjoy it.”

“Oh, sure... it was great. Until the part where you made a guy come in me! Are you sure I won’t get pregnant?”

“The timing is perfect. And I brought morning-after pills. And just to make sure...”

Sarah moved to get between Kim’s legs. She loved lapping up my cum every time I came in Prisha. 

Kim pushed her away. “The fuck, Sarah? You are not doing that. Girl, we are going to have some words.”

It was then I realized Prisha was gone. I pulled on my pants and ran into the night to find her. 

~~~~

Prisha was behind the cabin, dressed and furiously splitting wood. She didn’t even look at me as she positioned a log and swung, then put another on the stump and swung again. She wasn’t being careful about it, either.

“Pri, slow down. You’ll hurt yourself.”

She lowered the axe. “She could get pregnant.”

I said, “Sarah’s pretty good with numbers. She’s probably right about...”

“It should be me! Only me! I get to give you children. No one else!”

That was new. Prisha had once asked why in ten years of marriage my wife and I never had kids. I explained we didn’t feel ready until we hit our thirties. We started trying just before she was killed.

Prisha dropped the axe and walked to me. She let me hold her. “I cannot bear the thought of anyone else carrying your child.”

She once teased me about stopping birth control to “trap me,” but I knew Pri could never be so deceitful. Regardless, the image of Prisha with a big belly was outrageously exciting to me and told her so.

“You were not supposed to fuck her,” she sniffled. “Sarah said she only wanted to try. For a moment.”

“I’m sorry, Pri. It’s my fault. We got carried away and when Sarah did that thing... Why did you even go along with it?”

“I knew you would enjoy it,” said Prisha. “You find Kim attractive. And I knew you would good first man for her. How could I not agree?”

“Pri, we’re together. It’s okay to stop me sleeping with other women.”

Shouting echoed through the trees. Even from down at the fire pit, we could hear Kim yelling at Sarah.

Prisha shook her head. “I have no right. We are only temporary... this is only a fling.”

It was my words thrown back at me. What was she saying? “So if we weren’t temporary... married or engaged or something, you could say no?”

“Of course.”

“Pri... did you let Sarah sleep with us all summer because I liked it and you felt you had no right to say no?”

Prisha frowned. “That would make me a doormat, wouldn’t it? I like watching you and Sarah have fun. But Kim is not our close friend like Sarah.”

“So, it’s okay with Sarah, but anyone else...”

“I did not think it would matter that much, but seeing you and Kim... yes. It upset me.”

“Pri,” I said, “I should never have said it was a fling. It was a stupid excuse so I wouldn’t feel guilty being with you, and so you’d feel free to leave me when you wanted to.”

“I never want to leave you, Daniel. While you were away this week, I felt like throwing up. I hated being here without you.”

“And all week it was like I had the flu. I even thought about quitting my job so I could get back here. I felt like that with someone once before, though. Know how I cured it?”

Prisha shrugged.

“I married her.”

“Daniel, what...”

“I can’t be without you, Pri. There’s probably someone out there better for you, but fuck ‘em. I need you. You’re mine. Uh, for as long as you want me, I mean.”

Prisha kissed me hard. “So we are not a fling anymore?”

“We never were. But Pri, when you don’t like something, promise me... speak up. Don’t pretend to like something just because I do. I’m not your master. We’re equal partners, okay?”

“I will try,” she said. “It will take practice.” She paused. “In town... when we order pizza... can we not put pineapple on them?”

“What? You like pineapple even more than I do.”

“I lied. It’s horrid, Daniel.”

We embraced and kissed until Kim rounded the corner of the cabin. She was dressed and did not look pleased.

Prisha drew a breath and hid her face.

“Sorry to interrupt,” Kim said. “You two okay?”

“We’re getting there,” I said. “Are you, Kim? Look, I—”

“It’s okay, Dan. It wasn’t your fault. And I’m okay, considering. Sorry for all the drama. I should thank you for... uh, showing me what it’s like. Making it good. Not that I’m going to switch sides or anything, but it was pretty amazing.” She threw her hands up. “Shit, this is weird.”

 Kim touched Pri’s shoulder. “Pri? You okay? We never should have done that. Sarah’s sorry too. She knows she went too far.” Kim smiled. “I’m not done yelling at her yet. Want to join me? You deserve it. You too, Dan.”

When Prisha didn’t answer, I said, “Maybe later. We’re still working some things out.”

Kim nodded then held up the handcuffs. “I’m going to give Sarah a taste of her own medicine. Can I borrow some ice cubes?”

“There are some in the kitchen cooler,” I said. “Though I think Sarah will enjoy that.”

Kim shrugged. “I’ll just have to enjoy it more.”

~~~~

That night in our loft, I said, “Prisha, would you really have a child with me?”

“Daniel, every time we make love I like to imagine it is for real. We can have many children.”

“Many? Well, when you’re ready, I promise I’ll fuck triplets into you. And we’ll keep doing it until your tits are so worn out from nursing they’re hanging to your knees.”

She laughed. “Daniel, you say the most romantic things.”

~~~~

A week after returning to the city, Prisha was preparing to move in with me permanently. An envelope arrived with a single memory stick inside: Kim’s photos.

There were artistic shots of the cabin, but most were Prisha nude and semi-nude, lovely as a dream: Prisha reclining on the shore, Prisha splashing in the water, Prisha looking seductive in the hot tub.

The last shots were of her naked with muddy handprints on her legs, her tummy, her boobs, her ass. Others showed a pair of hands holding her boobs from behind, another with a hand cupping her pussy through her legs. Finally, there was a close-up of Prisha’s lovely dark pussy, moist and ready, with someone’s tongue stretching towards her engorged clit.

“Are those Kim’s handprints? And hands? And... tongue?”

“Of course. She is so much fun! She had many great ideas to turn you on. But we didn’t do anything. Not really. It was her idea. She is so cute.”

“She is, isn’t she? She’s very attractive.”

Prisha looked at me sheepishly. In a quiet voice, she said, “Daniel, you know I said I only did things with Sarah because she did them to me?”

“Yeah?”

“That is what I told myself. It is hard to admit, but now I think I am more like Sarah. Women are attractive too.”

I took her hand. “I had a sneaking suspicion about that, Pri. Seeing you with Sarah seemed like more than just payback. You don’t need my approval, but it’s okay. I’m glad you’ve realized it, admitted it to yourself. And you know how much I like seeing you with Sarah.”

Prisha smiled. “I should have known you would understand, Daniel.” She took a breath. “Daniel, if Kim became a good friend... like Sarah... do you think she might enjoy joining us sometime? With Sarah?”

I wondered exactly what had gone on during that photoshoot. I smiled. “She might. And Sarah wouldn’t protest. I doubt Kim ever wants to be with a guy again, though.”

“What if she only wanted... me? Would you be jealous? You could watch. And you would still have Sarah and me to fuck.”

A foursome with Prisha, Sarah and Kim, with Kim off-limits?

I smiled. “I think I could manage.”