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The girls looked less miserable now they were warming up in front of the campfire. They still shivered, but was that from the hours they had spent in the lake, clinging to their swamped canoe? Or was it from the scare it had given them? I didn’t really care.

I had hung their shorts, shirts and underwear to dry. I had not packed for guests, so the only clothing I had to offer the three of them were old t-shirts and beach towels.

“Hey you,” I said to the short one with the red hair. “Sorry... forgot your name.”

“Sarah.”

“Yeah, Sarah. And you other two?” I said.

“Pri. Prisha,” said the tall, dusky one. She spoke with a hint of an English accent.

The blonde girl said, “I already told you once. Julia.”

“Okay. Well, Sarah, Prisha and Julia, you might want to open your towels now. The fire will warm you up faster that way.”

Sarah smirked. “And give an old man a front row seat to a wet t-shirt contest?”

I sighed. “If you dried off like I told you before putting on my shirts, there won’t be anything to see. Anyway, it’s nothing I haven’t seen many times before.”

Sarah frowned, but let the towel she had been clutching fall open. On her short frame, my t-shirt hung past her knees like an over-sized nightgown. Her ample chest pushed out the top, but nothing was showing.

Her dark friend opened her towel too. She was tall with dusky skin and shining dark hair... she had to be Indian or South Asian of some kind. Her breasts didn’t seem nearly as large. On her, the t-shirt only came to mid-thigh, but she stretched the hem lower on her legs protectively as she leaned closer to the fire.

Julia, the blonde, kept her towel clutched tight and sat hunched, scowling, into the fire.

“So now that you’ve rescued us, can you drive us back to the campground?” said Sarah.

“Nope.”

“We can pay.”

“You said all your stuff was at the bottom of the lake. With your phones and everything else.”

“Yeah, but... oh, shit! It had my bank cards too. We don’t have any money.”

“Ever heard of a dry sack? It’s what you put your valuables in when you go canoeing. They float.”

Sarah frowned at me again. “We just went for a little paddle. Well... maybe a long paddle. But it’s not like we’re professional canoeists or anything.”

“No kidding. Experienced canoeists don’t swamp their boat then let everything float away, including their paddles.”

The dark girl finally spoke. “Someone stood up to take a picture.” She scowled at Sarah.

“Pri, it was a bald eagle, okay? I needed a picture to post online. Anyway, I’ll make it up to you when we get back. If Julia and I don’t find you a guy by tonight, I’ll do you myself.”

Prisha gasped. “Sssh! Sarah, you have the most filthy mouth.” She glanced at me, deeply embarrassed. I liked the slightly stilted way she spoke.

“So how about it, mister?” said Sarah. “Drive us back?”

I gestured down to the shore. “See my canoe down there next to yours? That’s all the transportation there is. Now, so we don’t have to play twenty questions, let me lay it out for you: my camp here is the only thing for miles. All the fancy cottages are up near the North end of the lake near the campground. There’s no road down here. There’s no nothing. Boat is the only way to get around.”

“Then can I use your phone to call the campground? The park rangers must have a motorboat. They’ll come get us.”

I shrugged. “Well, you can ask, but this is way outside their jurisdiction. The rangers only come down here for emergencies and to look for floaters.”

“Floaters?”

“Bodies. Some idiot manages to drown themselves about once a year. The wind tends to push them down this way. Like it pushed you three.”

“Oh, God! That’s gross!” said Sarah, wrinkling her nose. “Anyway, this is an emergency. We need to get back.”

“You’re camping with your family. Or friends?”

“We’re by ourselves. But we can’t just stay here.”

I sighed and walked up to get my phone out of the tent. I called the campground and got the park supervisor. We knew each other well enough.

“Cameron? Daniel here. Yep, that Daniel. How you doing? Listen... I fished some of your campers out of the lake. Three girls... mid-twenties, I guess. They had one of your rental canoes. What? No, don’t get excited... the canoe is fine. I checked it myself. No dents. No scratches.”

“Hey now...” said Sarah, but I waved her to silence.

“No really. The canoe is fine. I’ll bring it back when I can. What? The girls? Oh, I guess they’re okay too. Here... you can talk to them.”

I handed Sarah the phone. “You’ll have to stand up to get a good signal. We’re right at the edge of cell reception here.”

Sarah answered the superintendent’s questions: which campsite they were on, that there wasn’t anyone to notify and so on. Then he wished her a safe paddle back and hung up.

“Son of a bitch! He isn’t going to come get us.”

“I thought as much. You’re not hurt. And getting yourself stranded isn’t an emergency.”

Sarah looked toward my canoe. “Then can you take us back?”

I pointed to the sky. “It’ll be dark in an hour or so. And I’m not canoeing at night. No one’s going anywhere until morning.”

The three girls looked at each other with uncertainty and dread. Prisha glanced at the lake like she was considering swimming back. Julia looked like she was considering drowning me just to play it safe.

I shook my head. “Worried? Don’t be. I’m mostly harmless. Tell you what... if you’re warm enough now, let me show you around camp. You’ll see.”

The girls wrapped themselves in their towels and followed me up to the tent.

Julia looked at the sagging canvas monstrosity with disdain. “”Did you pull this out of a dumpster?”

“Are you kidding? This is a spike tent. Hard to find. Real canvas. High enough to stand up in. Straight sides. Door in the middle. Hell of a lot better than those dainty nylon tents everyone uses now. Here... look.”

I held opened the door, and the girls peered inside.

“Wow... it has rooms,” said Pri.

The tent had a central open corridor with interior canvas walls on either side. It created private rooms, one on each side. I showed them the room I used.

“There’s a bed,” exclaimed Prisha.

“Queen sized air mattress,” I said. “Anything to get off the ground. There’s another one on the other side for when my buddies stay over. It’ll be big enough for you three if you snuggle. Anyway, you’ll have privacy and one whole side of the tent to yourselves. It’ll be comfortable enough for one night.”

The girls looked less wary after seeing the accommodations.

“Now,” I said, “I imagine you’re hungry about now.”

Prisha said, “Oh, yes! I’m absolutely famished.”

I showed them what little I had in the cooler. The girls decided on hamburgers. Sarah spied a bottle of vodka on ice and asked for a sip.
We sat around the fire, eating and sipping vodka as night closed in. It was a humid summer night, but a fire always felt good.

The girls chatted with each other. They could not have been more different. Sarah was maybe five foot two, curvy with messy copper hair and pale skin. Her friend Pri was tall and lanky with delicate features and flashing dark eyes. Julia had loose blonde hair. No dark roots showed and her skin tone and cheekbones suggested she might be a natural blonde.

“Hey you,” said Sarah. “Sorry... forgot your name.”

“Oh, hah hah,” I said. “It’s Daniel. Or Dan. Whatever.”

“Okay, Daniel Whatever... what’s your story? Are you a hermit? Or hiding from the cops or something?”

“You’re not shy at all, are you? How about it’s none your business?”

“Why are you being so nasty?”

“Gee, I wonder. Maybe because I bought this land so I could get away and be alone? Maybe because it’s the last long weekend of the summer? Maybe it’s because I had to rescue three idiot girls who are eating my food, drinking my booze and haven’t had the common courtesy to even say a simple thank you?”

Sarah was silent for a moment. Pri looked at her feet while Julia maintained her scowl.

“Huh... you’re right,” said Sarah. “We didn’t thank you. That’s really fucking rude, isn’t it?”

She stood and walked around the fire to me, swaying her hips and fixing me with a predatory look. When she reached me, she plopped down across my lap and clamped my hand on her naked thigh, high under the dress-like t-shirt.

Sarah put her arms around my neck and looking into my eyes she said, “Thank you for rescuing us, Daniel. And for sharing your food. And...” she pulled into a long, warm kiss, “...a special thank you for the vodka.”

When she saw I was sufficiently flustered by her attention, Sarah smiled with mischievous satisfaction. She whispered, “That’s just a start. Maybe later I can thank you more when everyone else is asleep.”

She sauntered back to her friends. Pri covered her eyes in embarrassment. Julia only shook her head at her friend’s antics.

We chatted, drank and enjoyed the fire. I learned that the girls had all went to college together and still shared an apartment back in town. It was their first time camping.

“We wanted to try it, and maybe find some guys to hook up with,” said Sarah. “We’re trying to get Prisha out of her shell and loosen the hell up.”

“Sarah!” said Prisha in a hushed tone.

“What? You’re too shy. Too proper. You need to get laid more. What’s it been now... a year since you were banging whats-his-face?”

Prisha looked like she wanted to crawl under a bush and die.

“Anyway, we were starting to set up and a bunch of guys rolled into the next campsite. I thought we’d hit the jackpot, but they were all assholes. Why are guys such jerks?”

I said, “Not all guys are, you know.”

“Most are.”

“You need to hang around better guys.”

“Anyway,” said Sarah, “when Pri saw there were canoes, she insisted we rent one. We were going to switch to another campsite when we got back.”

Julia said, “Now we’re trapped here with a serial killer sex fiend, for all we know. What stops you from molesting us during the night?”

I said, “Somehow, I bet the three of you could defend yourself. But don’t worry... the code of chivalry forbids me taking advantage of damsels in distress.”

Sarah smirked. “Oh, so you’re a knight in shining armor? Our Sir Galahad? Or maybe you’re only Don Quixote.”

“Oh, educated are we?” I said, surprised. “Well, if I remember, Galahad was completely virtuous, so that can’t be me. And Quixote was a batshit crazy old man. I’m only thirty-seven. That’s not that old.”

“And...” prompted Sarah.

“And what?”

“What about being batshit crazy?”

I shrugged and grinned evilly.

“Oh, fuck,” said Sarah, laughing. “You really know how to put a girl at ease. So, okay then, Quixote... why do you want to be alone?”

“What?”

“You said you got this land so you could be alone. Why would anyone ever want to be alone?”

“Not everyone is as outgoing as you are, Sarah. And I don’t want to talk about it.”

“A mystery man, eh? Woman troubles?” When that got no response from me, she said, “Maaaan troubles?”

I said, “Look, I’m between women right now, okay? And I like having time alone.”

“Hmm,” said Sarah, “I’ll get the story out of you, eventually. I always do.” She grinned. “So you’re like, Mr. Outdoors man? Living in a tent, fighting bears and eating pine cones?”

“Hardly. I live in the city, too. The tent is only temporary. See up the hill there? Once I get more of that land cleared, I’m building a cabin.”

“In the middle of nowhere? Just you?” asked Sarah.

“It wasn’t supposed to be that way. But yeah. The cabin will be spectacular... big windows overlooking the lake, solar panels, compost toilet, wood stove, wood-heated hot tub. I can show you the plans.”

“Hang on... what do you mean ‘wasn’t supposed to be’? What happened? Wife dumped you? Girlfriend found someone better?”

“Let’s talk about something else.”

“Oh, I know,” Sarah laughed, “the wife had enough of your shit and left you for another man.”

“Sarah...” said Julia, trying to restrain her friend.

“Or maybe she left you for another woman? Wow... that’s really gotta hurt.”

“Look,” I said, “she died, okay?”

Silence. “Uh, what?”

“My wife. We bought this land together. It was going to be our private getaway. But there was an accident. A bad one. Two weeks of her going from bad to worse. Then they couldn’t do anything more, and... she died.”

Sarah looked away, embarrassed. Pri covered her mouth and started blinking back tears while Julia stared at the ground, slowly shaking her head.

Finally, Sarah said, “Well, that’s shitty. Really shitty. I’m sorry.”

“It’s was a few years ago. But I’m still going the clear this land and build our cabin. Even if it kills me. My buddies come and help when they can. One of my friends has a powerboat to bring out the heavy stuff. We cut trees, pull stumps, clear the rocks, shoot the shit and get drunk.”

After a long pause, Sarah lifted her mug and said, “Well, here’s to your cabin. It sounds awesome. Really awesome.”

We were out of firewood, so I dragged some logs over from the pile and got the splitting ax. Sarah and Prisha oohed and awed sarcastically each time I split a log. Julia sat studying me.

“Hey, mountain man,” Sarah yelled, “Take off your shirt! Take off your shirt!” Pri laughed and hooted encouragement.

I kept in okay shape, so I called her bluff. I stripped off my shirt and struck a ridiculous pose with the ax.

“Ugh! Gross!” yelled Sarah. “Put it back on! Put it back on!” The girls laughed and clapped at their little joke.

When I finished with the wood, I put my shirt back on, and we chatted more. This time, Sarah insisted I sit between her and Pri. Sarah had a non-stop stream of crude jokes and stories, always checking to see who was more outraged: me, Prisha or Julia. Prisha alternated between laughing, and hiding her face in embarrassment, though sometimes she injected a few rude zingers of her own into the conversation. Julia just rolled her eyes, shook her head and stared at the fire.

These three had ruined my weekend plans and robbed me of the time I needed to be alone, but I wasn’t angry anymore. I had forgotten how much fun it was to be with lively women, trading insults and innuendo and just having fun. It had been too long.

Each of them was lovely in their own way: Sarah with her impish face splashed with light freckles and large boobs swaying under the loose t-shirt, Prisha, dark and elegant, her long legs stretched out in the firelight, her eyes flashing. Julia with golden hair and Nordic features, trying to remain cold and aloof.

More than once I caught Sara and Prisha sneaking glances at me. I found myself idly wondering what they would be like in bed. Sarah would be a wildcat, I was sure: hungry, insistent and leading the show. Prisha I imagined would be passive, letting me do anything I wanted. And Julia the frost queen? Forget it.

I shuddered and pushed the thoughts away. It was stupid. Not only was I at least ten years older than these girls, but they were under my protection. They had nowhere to go, and having some old guy creeping on them would not only be wrong, it would be horrifying.

Suddenly, Sara stood up, wobbling a little. “The fire’s too hot. And it’s humid. Hey, I know...” She started walking towards the lake.

“Uh oh,” said Prisha. She glanced at Julia.

We all went after Sarah, only to see her strip off her shirt and walk naked into the water.

“Can she swim?” I asked as we started running.

“Of course,” said Prisha, “but she’s a bit drunk.”

“Sarah,” I shouted. “Come back! We can swim later.”

She was already up to her boobs and wading farther out. She called back, “It’s not that cold! C’mon in you guys.”

Prisha looked at me in desperation.

I stripped to my underwear and jogged into the water. When I got close, Sarah turned and put her arms around my neck, pressing herself against me.

“Hey there, Quixote,” she slurred, “come to swim with me? Or did you have some ‘jousting’ in mind?” She jumped up, wrapped her legs around my back and started to grind against me. “I wouldn’t mind that, you know.”

“I think you’d be better off with someone your own age,” I said.

Sarah thrust against me. “Oh, what’s wrong with a friendly little romp? Not like I’m asking you to marry me or anything.”

I held her under her ass and waded back. Sarah laughed, kicked and cursed until I got her to the shore. I set her down, and she pouted as Prisha wrapped her in a towel, and she and Julia led her back to the fire.

I stripped off my wet underwear and pulled on my shorts and shirt. When I got back to the fire, Prisha and Julia were helping Sarah pull her t-shirt over her damp body, while shielding her from my view.

“That was fun,” smiled Sarah. “But you didn’t come in! Skinny dipping with a hot guy is just what you girls need.”

We agreed it was time to put Sarah to bed. We dragged her, protesting, up to the tent and set up the air mattress.

Sarah grabbed Pri and pulled her onto it, kissing her and massaging a boob through Pri’s t-shirt.

“Sarah... not now!” exclaimed Pri. She pushed her away and stood up, embarrassed.

“Come on, Pri!” said Sarah. “Come cuddle with me.” She flopped onto her back, her large breasts pushing out her shirt.

Julia said, “I’ll stay, Sarah. But only if you sleep. You’re the only one in the mood right now.”

Once I was sure Sarah and Julia were settled, I went back down to the fire.

Prisha followed.

I sat and poked at the fire. Pri sat beside me.

“I am very sorry about Sarah,” she said. “She gets playful.”

“She seems like a handful. Good thing she has you and Julia to watch out for her.”

“She watches out for us too. If it wasn’t for Sarah, we would all be at home this weekend streaming girl movies. She stops us from being too boring.”

“It’s none of my business, but Sarah seems to like girls. Are you...”

“What? No! We like guys. Sarah too.”

“It didn’t seem like it back there.”

“It’s all rather embarrassing.”

“...meaning?”

Prisha flicked her eyes towards the tent as if to check the others couldn’t hear. She leaned over and said, “We’ve been friends a long time. And when we get frustrated, sometimes Sarah likes to... help me out. You know? She would help Julia too if she let her.”

“And you?”

“Well... then sometimes I help her out too. It’s... not my favorite thing, but it’s only fair.”

“Kids these days,” I said. “I don’t know why you’d ever need to be frustrated. You all seem to have your act together. You’re all really pretty. What kind of idiot guys do you hang out with?”

Pri laughed. “No one ‘hangs out’ anymore. You find a guy on an app. You hook up, maybe see him one more time, then find someone else.”

“Well, I can see why you only get worthless guys. You need a better way to meet people.”

“The camping trip was Sarah’s idea for that. She said there would be hot, outdoorsy guys everywhere. But all I saw were the same type of idiots as in town, and married guys camping with their families.”

We chatted more. I asked about her accent. Pri said her parents were from England, by way of Bangalore and had moved here before she was born. She said her upbringing wasn’t traditional, but it was strict enough.

“Sarah keeps pushing me,” she said, “trying to get me to let loose a little.”

“And Julia?” I asked. “She’s not very friendly.”

“Oh, please don’t get the wrong impression. She’s only mad because she didn’t want to come in the first place. And now she’s stuck here with a guy she doesn’t know. She... well, she’s had bad experiences with men. But she is a good friend. She warms up once she gets to know people.”

We talked until Pri began to yawn. I escorted her back to the tent. Julia was sound asleep, but Sarah woke up the second we turned on the flashlight.

“All right!” she said, half asleep and still half drunk. “Come to have some fun with me?”

She pulled the blanket back to reveal she was naked again. It had been too dark to see her body well when she waded into the lake, but in the harsh light of the flashlight, I had a clear view. Her ample boobs had the pink areolas and nipples. Between her legs, she was bare, with modest lips peeking out. Freckles spattered her shoulders down to the top of her breasts. She was shapely and extremely cute.

Pri covered her up quickly and told her to go back to sleep. I made sure the girls had everything they needed, then went to my side of the tent. It was still humid, so I undressed completely and slipped under the sheets.

As I fell into sleep, I heard Sarah mumble, “You let him get away”, followed by Prisha shushing her.

I woke when I felt my air mattress shift. Faint flickers from the fire outside cast dim shadows on the tent wall. Someone slid under the covers and wrapped their arms around me from behind. I reached behind and discovered the person was naked, as was I.

It didn’t take much imagination to guess who it could be.

“Sarah,” I whispered, “Go back to your bed. You’re still drunk.”

“Ssh,” whispered Prisha. “Sarah and Julia are still asleep.”

I rolled over, shocked. “Uh, what’s going on, Pri?”

She didn’t say anything. She hugged her warm body to me and rested her head against me. But she seemed to be trembling.

“Are you okay? This doesn’t seem like you, Pri.”

“Sarah says I need to get out of my shell. Do something wild. So... I am.”

“By getting into bed with a stranger?”

“You’re not a stranger anymore. I can trust you, Daniel... can’t I?”

I gently pushed her shoulder. “Come on, Pri. This is really flattering, but you don’t really want to do this. You’re still drunk. Go back to your bed.”

“I only drank a few sips of that horrible stuff. Can I stay for just a little while?” She clung to me again.

I wished I could see her, but in the faint light, she was only a shadow. Still, I could feel her hot body pressed against me. She ran delicate fingers over my chest.

In the middle of the night, it was hard to think clearly when a beautiful young creature was clinging to me. Did she really want to be with me? Maybe she was trying to prove something to her friend. Or was it from some sense of obligation, some misguided idea to thank me for pulling them from the lake? Why would someone as beautiful as Prisha want to sleep with someone so much older? What would happen when her friends found out?

These thoughts were shattered when, tenderly, Prisha kissed my cheek. I could hear her breathing close to my ear, shallow and excited. Despite myself, I ran my fingers through her long hair and then stroked her face. She held my hand to her cheek, kissed it, and then guided it down to her breast. It was firm, warm, and felt so perfect in my hand.

My willpower was eroding. When she brushed her lips against mine, I couldn’t help but kiss her. She tasted wonderful. She felt wonderful. She smelled wonderful.

As we kissed, Prisha gradually pulled me on top of her until found myself lying between her spread legs. My erection was like iron, and it found its way right between her moist folds. She began to rub and thrust against me slowly.

“Mmmm,” she said.

“Pri...”

She whispered, “We can be quiet. The others won’t know.”

We ground together, me sliding along her folds as she became wetter and wetter. Our hips thrust more urgently as we kissed, then suddenly my tip caught in her opening. I instinctively pushed forward and popped just inside.

“Huuh,” breathed Prisha in surprise. “Oooo...”

She grabbed my ass and urged me deeper. All rational thought evaporated as her slick hot passage start to envelop me.

“Aaahh,” she breathed. “That’s it... slow. I haven’t done this for a while.”

I whispered, “Neither have I.”

Again, I pulled back and pushed deeper. Prisha “mmm’d” and sighed. She was snug, warm and now very wet. She moaned and clung to me as I worked into her. Finally, I was fully inside her welcoming body.

I paused to savor the sensation. It didn’t seem real to be buried inside this beautiful young woman. The realization and the sensations were overpowering. Prisha was breathing excitedly as she squirmed beneath me.

“Is this okay?” I whispered.

She exhaled a laugh. “Oh God, Daniel. It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful. Thank you!”

I had never been called beautiful before, nor had a woman thank me for fucking her.

Prisha pulled me back into a kiss and squirmed more. She clutched me to her and hooked her legs around mine.

“Make love to me, Daniel,” she whispered. “Take me as you wish.”

That accent. That odd phasing. I hugged her, and then started fucking her with slow strokes. I had to fight to stay in control: it had been so long, and she was so lovely. I didn’t want to give into the dark animal need hovering behind my eyes. I didn’t want to hurt her. I wanted to please her and for our coupling to last.

Prisha didn’t make it easy. She sighed. She gasped. She clung with arms and legs, pushing back as I pushed in, trying to get me as deep inside her as possible.

The feeling of her hot, lithe body beneath me, the sound of her excited breathing and the scent of her drove me on. We fucked steadily as if we were old lovers reunited: savoring, enjoying, hungry for each other.

I pulled out until I was just inside her opening and teased her with short little pushes. Prisha’s breathing got even heavier. Then I pushed all the way in with agonizing, steady slowness. Prisha groaned deeply and arched. I held myself there deep inside and thrust back and forth forcefully, still fully inside her. She started making joyful little “oh, uh, uh” sounds as I fucked her deeply like that, and it sent me over the edge.

I rammed her hard a few more times and then buried myself as I started jetting into her. I came so hard it that hurt, flooding her completely with my come.

Panting, Prisha reached between us and strummed her clit once, twice, and then joined me in orgasm. She froze, and I felt her clasping and releasing inside. She clung and tried to stay silent as the white mindless joy of orgasm washed through her.

We lay connected as we slowly recovered. Prisha’s breathing slowed, and I stayed hard inside her as we kissed and stroked each other. Eventually, I softened and rolled off. She pulled my arm around her and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Mmmm. No one has ever done that before.”

“Done what?”

“Asked if I was okay. Cared how I felt. And been so gentle. I could feel every inch of you going in each time. It was like... mmm. I don’t know. Like what you read in a romance novel.”

We held each other and dozed, and then, reluctantly, Prisha left me to creep back to the other girls.

Dawn had already broken when I woke.

I pulled on some shorts and quietly went outside. The sky was clear. It looked like it would be a good day. The air was chilly, so I started a fire so that the girls could get warm whenever they got up.

I smelled like sex and was grubby from the previous day, so I grabbed a bottle of camp soap, a towel, and headed down to the shore.

Yesterday, rescuing and then hanging around with the girls was an awakening, and last night with Prisha cemented it. I had been mourning my wife long enough. The hole in my heart and in my life still felt like a ragged scar, but now I could feel energy returning. The girls reminded me of what life had been like before. It was time to start living again.

Mist covered the lake as the sky slowly brightened. I stripped off my shorts and waded in, naked, up to my knees. I gazed across the expanse of the lake, feeling rejuvenated by the view.

There was a small splash off to the left.

I turned. Further along the shore, where the trees hid her from the camp, stood Julia, stark naked, up to her thighs in the lake.

Julia’s clothes, and a towel sat on the mossy ground next to the water. She hunched over, trying to cover herself with her hands and looked daggers at me.

I smiled and shook my head, then feigned to cover my eyes. I was about to turn to give her privacy when I noticed something behind her. I pointed, silently gesturing for her to turn around. Julia didn’t understand. She scowled and shooed me with one hand while trying to stay covered.

Again, I pantomimed ‘look behind you’ as dramatically as I could.

Julia glanced over her shoulder. A mother deer and two fawns had crept out of the forest, not far behind her. All three stood near the trees with their heads up, ears raised, looking very surprised that humans were invading their space.

Julia dropped her arms and turned to face them. It was a memorable sight: Julia, in the morning light, her toned bum and narrow waist exposed to me as she stood in the mist-covered lake, watching the deer at the edge of the forest while they watched her.

The doe turned, picked her way back into the woods, and bounded away. The two fawns leaped after her and disappeared.

Julia watched them flee and turn back to me, amazed. She forgot to cover herself, giving me a clear view of her from the front. She had medium-sized boobs and I could see that yes, she was a natural blonde: her trimmed pussy hair was slightly darker than the hair on her head.

I smiled, then with the soap bottle squeezed out a dollop into the palm of my hand. I smeared it on my head and chest and then tossed the bottle to her. It splashed in front of her. While she picked it up and read the label, I started soaping up. Once Julia saw what was in the bottle, she started doing the same, smearing the green goop all over.

We stood a distance apart and concentrated on getting clean. I snuck glances at her and noticed that she did the same to me.

I ducked under the water to rinse off then waded out and walked up to the fire, grabbing my shorts and towel on the way. When I was dry and dressed, I worked on building up the fire.

Soon, Julia appeared. She was wearing the shorts and shirt from when I rescued her and had a towel draped around her neck. She sat on the log and handed me the soap bottle.

“Thanks,” she said.

“Sorry to surprise you like that,” I said, setting the bottle down. “I had no idea you were there.”

She nodded. “Yeah. When I saw the shocked on your face, I knew it was an accident. I just didn’t expect anyone to be up so early.”

“Neither did I.”

“Well, thanks for being grown up about it. Guys I know would have turned that into a crude situation. Actually, they would have taken it as some kind of invitation.”

“You were getting clean. So was I. Just because someone is naked it doesn’t make it a sexual thing.”

“Exactly,” Julia said. “Though a real gentleman would have turned around, you know.”

“What and let you oogle my ass? You could have turned around too.”

She grinned. “Then my ass would have been oogled, right?”

“Oh, maybe. It is a spectacular ass.”

“See! You were looking. Guys as always so visual,” she sighed. “But when those deer came out of the woods... that was amazing. I’ve never seen deer that close.”

“She comes around often. Mornings or evenings. Once they walked right through the camp.”

“It was magical. They’re so graceful.” She took a breath and looked around at the trees and out to the lake. “I can see why you come out here. When I was little, my uncle had a cottage that we visited sometimes. I had forgotten how much I liked being in the woods. It’s so beautiful. So peaceful.”

There was a commotion from inside the tent: Sarah’s voice.

“So much for peace,” I said. We shared a smile and walked over to the tent.

I peered inside. “Everything okay in here?”

It looked like Sarah and Prisha had been wrestling. Prisha pushed Sarah away and rolled to hide her face.

“No, no problem,” said Sarah with a grin. “Is there anything to eat? I’m starved. And are our clothes dry?”

I turned to Julia. “Can you get their clothes from the line? I’ll go heat some water for coffee and see what I have for food.”

After some time, the girls emerged in their shorts and tops. We all huddled around the fire and ate what little breakfast I had to offer. The girls whispered together and occasionally glanced at me. Prisha avoided my eyes entirely.

Sarah and Julia offered to wash the plates, so I took the opportunity to pull Prisha aside.

“Is everything okay, Pri?”

She still avoided my eyes. In hushed tones, she said, “I can’t believe I did that last night. What you must think of me.”

“I was certainly surprised.” I took both her hands and tried to get her to look at me. “It didn’t seem like something you’d do.”

“It was Sarah’s idea first. She wanted to sneak in with you, but she was drunk and fell asleep. So I... took her place. I’ve never done anything like that in my life.”

I chuckled. “I’m glad you did, Pri. It was wonderful. You are wonderful. I hope you don’t regret it.”

Finally, she looked at me. “No! Oh my God, it was great! I don’t want you to think I’m... some horrible slut.”

I smiled. “Well, I’d like to think that you were just overcome with lust because of my manly yet sophisticated manner, my irresistible good looks and bulging biceps. I get that a lot, you know.”

Prisha stared, and then laughed. “Oh my God, Daniel. That sounds like something from a trashy novel.” She hugged me.

“You mentioned something like that last night. So... can I ask what you and Sarah were fighting about this morning?”

“What? Oh, we weren’t fighting. She was just horny and... uh, trying to give me a ‘good morning’ wake up, if you know what I mean. She likes to do that when she’s horny. But if I let her touch me, she’d know what we did last night.”

“Huh?”

“It’s... you, uh, came inside me last night. Lots. She would have felt it or seen your... stuff... leaking out. So I tried to stop her. It’s better if she doesn’t know what I did. What we did, I mean.”

“So you do regret doing it.”

Prisha put her head against my chest. “It’s just better Sarah not know. But watch out... she’s on the prowl for you now.”

“What does that mean?”

“You know what it means. And she’s hard to say no to when she gets like this. So if you and her... you know... want to sneak off and hook up, that’s okay. If you can treat her the way you treated me last night, she’d love that. Though perhaps... we could sneak away ourselves sometime instead?”

I stroked her hair. “I’d really like that, Pri. But don’t you want to get back to your campground today?”

Prisha straightened up and said, “Oh... we were talking about that. Come with me.” She led to the other girls.

“Did you ask him?” said Sarah.

“Ask me what?”

“Can we stay? Until tomorrow?” said Sarah.

I didn’t expect that at all. “I thought you’re desperate to get back.”

“Well, we wanted to get away and try camping. We’re doing that. And I wanted Pri to loosen up a little.” She looked at Pri’s shining eyes and at us holding hands. “And she seems to be doing that.” She frowned.

Prisha turned and said, “Daniel... would it be okay to stay one more night?”

I sighed. “As much as I like having you here, this isn’t a vacation resort. I have trees to cut. And I only brought enough food for myself. We’d have to go fishing.”

“We can do that,” said Julia.

“Really?” I said.

“My uncle taught me fishing and things like that. It was fun.”

“Great,” I said. “Then the biggest problem, Sarah, is that I only have one more bottle of vodka, Sarah. I dunno if that will be enough for all of us, Sarah.”

Sarah wrinkled her nose while Prisha and Julia laughed. “Why are you picking on me? Everyone else was drinking too. You really are mean.” But she smiled, shaking her head.

“We’ll help fish, Daniel,” said Prisha, excitedly. “And with your trees. I think it would be fun to use an ax.”

I said, “Well, I know I’m really manly and good-looking...”

Sarah put her hand to her throat and made retching sounds.

“...but even I don’t cut trees with an ax. I have a chainsaw. It’s a lot more fun. So okay, if you three can catch some fish and help out, I guess you can stay.”

I got my fishing rod and tackle and took time to make sure they knew the basics of using it.

“Normally I’d fish from the canoe,” I said, “But there’s no way I’m letting you three take my canoe anywhere. You’ll be okay fishing from shore.”

For the rest of the morning, Sarah and Prisha tried to fish while Julia guided them with what she remembered. I kept an eye on them as I worked around the camp. It was a constant comedy of errors as they laughed and yelped and traded insults. They were so delightful, and my heart leaped as I watched them.

Sarah was the first to catch something. She reeled it in, excited, and all three staring at her catch wriggling at the end of the rod with a combination of wonder and revulsion.

Prisha demanded the fishing rod next and shortly caught something herself.

When they had caught enough, I took one fish and demonstrated how to clean it.

Pri and Sarah gagged and shrieked as I gutted the fish, but Julia watched carefully. The others turned away, but Julia calmly tried cleaning a few and between us, we got all of them done quickly. We cooked a few for lunch and put the rest in the cooler.

When I started up the chainsaw, the girls screamed and rushed up to watch. Sarah wanted to try, but I didn’t want to risk it. Instead, they watched as I sawed logs and spent the afternoon fishing and exploring the shoreline. When I was done, they helped drag logs down to the firewood pile and longer ones over to the pile for the cabin.

Prisha and I traded glances throughout the day. I watched her long, lithe body and her shy manner all through the day and hungered to take her again, but there was never an opportunity for us to be alone.

It was late afternoon when together the four of us lifted the remaining logs onto the stack to be used for the cabin.

Sarah said, “Holy shit, we’re sweating like pigs. And this is what you do for fun?”

“It beats sitting at a desk all day,” I said, “but I wouldn’t want to make a career of it.”

“I want to go for a swim,” she said, fixing me with a glare. “As long someone doesn’t go all Quixote on me and drag me out again.”

“You go ahead,” I said. “I’ll stay up here and give you some privacy.”

“Pffft,” said Sarah, “where’s the fun in that?” She pulled me down towards the shore. You already saw me naked last night, remember?” She looked back at the other girls. “Pri... Julia? Coming?”

When she was near the water, Sarah stripped off her clothes without any hesitation and plodded into the water. I admired her shapely pale figure as she waded in. Sarah looked over her shoulder, and when she saw I was looking, wiggled her ass playfully at me before diving under the water.

Prisha appeared behind me and shyly asked me to turn around. I did so, and after a few moments heard her splashing into the lake. I turn in time to glimpse her trim figure and beautiful brown bum before she dove under the water.

Julia had stayed by the fire. “Sitting this one out?” I called.

Julia nodded. “You’ve already seen me naked enough for one day. Go have fun.”

I stripped and swam out near Pri and Sarah. We swam, splashed and joked together, enjoying the cool water.

I was waist deep when Sarah approached me. She leaped up and put her arms around my neck. Her warmth was a wonderful contrast to the water.

Looking at me impishly, she said, “You know how I said we came camping to find some hot guys?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Well, since that’s totally not going to happen now, I just want you to know I’ve decided to settle for you.”

I grimaced and then grabbed her around the waist.

“Hey, Pri?” I called. “I caught another fish, but this one’s way too immature to keep. Will you help me throw her back?”

Prisha grinned and swam in towards us. As she emerged from the water, I saw her lovely breasts and dark nipples for the first time.

“What? Hey now...” said Sarah, trying to squirm away.

“Pri, you take one end, I’ll take the other.”

Prisha grabbed Sarah’s wrists while I grabbed her ankles. We stretched her out and swung her like a sack of potatoes as she squirmed.

“One... two... three!”

We flung her high and far. Sarah flailed as she arced through the air and splashed into the lake. She came up sputtering, wiping the water from her eyes.

“You bastards,” she grinned. “I’ll kill you all!”

Prisha shrieked and ran out of the water lake back to the fire, grabbing her clothes along the way. I waded further along the shore where the trees hid us from view of the camp.

When Sarah caught up with me, she said, “Just because you two are tall and I’m short...”

She then realized we were only covered up to our knees by the water. The sun was starting to set, but I still had a clear view of Sarah’s pale, curvy body, and she had a full view of me.

She looked me up and down. “You know... I was going to join you last night. But I fell asleep.” She stepped closer and pressed herself against me. “You can make it up to me tonight.”

I was getting hard. I said, “You said something like that last night too. I think you only like to tease.”

“Oh... a challenge!” She grasped my dick and gave me a few strokes. “Someone’s getting excited.” She grabbed my hand and pulled it between her legs. “So am I.”

We stood groping each other and watching each other’s expressions. Her cheeks became flushed as I toyed with her and then started to massage one heavy breast. The flush slowly spread to her upper chest as her breathing quickened.

I circled my arms under her ass and picked her up.

“Hey!”

Sarah looked over her shoulder as I walked her to the shore. I laid her on the sandy, pebble-strewn shoreline and stood over her. Sarah looked at my hard dick, then into my eyes. Without a word, she bent her legs to her chest and held them there, exposing herself, already glistening with readiness.

That was all the permission I needed.

I knelt between her legs and positioned myself at her opening. When I pushed just inside, Sarah’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open, and then became lidded as I slid further in.

“Sarah! Daniel!” Prisha’s voice yelled from the campsite. “Where did you go?”

Sarah bucked against me, panting. “God... not now.”

Prisha’s voice was getting closer. “The fire is almost out. There’s no more wood, and we’re starving. Where are you?”

I pushed into Sarah a few more strokes and pulled out. “Sorry,” I said.

“Nooo....” Sarah tried to keep me with her, but I stood and pulled her to her feet. I hugged her to me just as Prisha came into view. She was dressed though her long hair was still damp.

“Sarah!” Prisha called. “What are you doing to poor Daniel? Can we cook more of the fish now?”

“Sure,” I replied. “Just give us a minute.”

Prisha nodded and walked back to the fire.

Sarah clung to me, trying to get herself under control. “Damn it,” she breathed. “Now you’re really going to have to make it up to me later.”

We rinsed off quickly, the cool water helping to calm us down. Finding our clothes we dressed joined the others by the fire.

I split more logs and soon the fire was leaping into the sky. We cooked the rest of the fish and the four of us ate, chatted and watched the sunset paint gathering clouds. Sarah insisted I sit between her and Prisha.

Prisha surprised me by linking her arm through mine and resting her head on my shoulder. She looked up at me with her dark eyes. Sarah saw what her friend was doing and rested her head against me too, but one-upped Pri by putting a hand high up on my thigh.

Some glance was shared between the girls, but I only caught the tail end of it.

Julia stood and stretched. “I was up early, unlike you two lazy things,” she said. “I’m going up to the tent. Daniel, how long will it take to canoe back to the campground tomorrow?”

“A little over two hours, depending on the wind and how much help paddling I get.”

“Okay, we have to be back by noon, so I suggest everyone get enough sleep.” She picked up a flashlight. “Any of you girls coming?”

“Not yet,” said Sarah, “a little later.” She wagged her eyebrows at me suggestively, in case I missed her double entendre.

With Julia back inside the tent, Sarah, Prisha and I sat enjoying the fire. Sarah started inching her hand under the leg of my shorts.

“Hey, Pri,” she said. “I never did get to thank Daniel last night for rescuing us. The poor guy had to sleep aaaalll alone.”

Prisha looked at the ground.

“What?” said Sarah. “No! You got into bed with him? After I was asleep?”

Prisha nodded.

“You stole my idea!” said Sarah. “I’m proud of you, Pri. You’re finally being naughty. Wait, you didn’t actually...”

Pri pursed her lips.

“Oh my God... you let him screw you.” Sarah swatted my arm, hard. “You son of a bitch! And neither of you told me? Then you didn’t fuck me? I don’t believe it.”

I held out my hands. “Sarah, none of this was my idea...”

“Damn it!” yelled Sarah. She stood and stomped off towards the tent.

I looked at Prisha.

“Oh, don’t worry. She’s only mad because I got you first.”

“Pri, what am I? A prize in some contest?”

“No! It’s not like that. And she has no right to be angry. She’s stolen enough guys away from me. I’ll go calm her down.”

Prisha scurried up to the tent.

I sighed. Was it always that dramatic with those two? It was comforting that both of them had approached me, not the other way around, but I didn’t like being the cause of conflict. I didn’t like conflict... especially not at my camp.

I waited, but after a while, it became obvious Prisha was not coming back.

It was getting late, so I got up to start preparing the camp for the night when Julia walked out of the tent. She sat by the fire.

“I thought you went to sleep,” I said.

“That’s difficult right now. Sarah is getting Prisha to ‘apologize’ to her.”

I could just make out faint moaning coming from the tent.

“You three certainly have a strange dynamic.”

“You think so? Sarah likes guys and girls. Pri likes guys, but lets Sarah ‘help her out’, when she gets frustrated. Then Sarah wants Pri to reciprocate.”

“So Prisha is okay with ‘helping’ Sarah?”

“Oh, she doesn’t seem to mind. I get that it’s not really her thing, but she’s so kind. She would do almost anything for anyone. Is that so strange?”

“I really have no idea anymore. I was married for ten years... I’m pretty out of touch.”

We sat and enjoyed the heat of the fire, looking at the stars in companionable silence. We listened to the night sounds from the forest, lapping of small waves on the shore, and the occasional moan from the tent.

Julia glanced at me and said, “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything before, but I’m sorry about your wife. And for us ruining your weekend.”

“Thanks. But you know... if you three hadn’t shown up, this would have been another weekend of me mourning and working myself to exhaustion trying to forget.” I aimlessly poked at the fire with a stick. “You three being here has woken me up. It’s time I let go. Time to move on.”

“You’re going to keep this camp, aren’t you?”

“Huh? Oh, yes. I meant move on and find someone. There’s no way I’ll ever leave this camp. I need to come here. To recharge.”

Julia took a deep breath and smiled. “I know that you mean.”

Sounds were still coming from the tent. The image of Pri between Sarah’s legs, dutifully trying to please her formed in my mind.

Julia stood and said, “It’s still really humid. I think I’m ready for that swim now.”

She walked towards the lake as she pulled off her top. At the edge of the water, I watched her strip off her shorts and underwear and test the water with her foot. She was so lovely... her naked back to me, golden in the flickering firelight.

Julia looked back at me. “Aren’t you coming?” She started wading into the water.

I quickly shucked my clothes and walked down. Julia was already swimming out into the dark water. I swam after her.

When I caught up with her, Julia turned and tread water. “This is fantastic! I’ve never gone swimming without a bathing suit before.”

“We used to do this all the time. It’s easy when there are no neighbors.”

“I think I’d do this even if there were.”

We swam together in silence, enjoying the water in the moonlight. We didn’t need to talk. It was though we had developed an understanding, or at least a comfort with each other.

When we swam back and walked onto the shore, I said “Thank you. It was nice to swim with someone again.”

Julia looked at me, and pulled me into a hug and kissed me. “Thank you, Daniel,” she said. “For taking care of us. For being... chivalrous?” She smiled.

There was another moan from the tent, loud enough that we heard it clearly from the edge of the lake. This time it was Prisha.

Julia said, “I guess they switched places.” She shook her head.

Now I pictured Prisha laying with Sarah between her legs, trying to stay quiet but failing. My dick responded to the mental image instantly.

Julia was still embracing me and noticed immediately. She rubbed against me and said, “I never understood why guys think two girls together is so sexy.”

I said, “I guess it shouldn’t. But it does.”

She surprised me when she reached between us and stroked my erection. A hungry look came into her eyes, and she released me and pushed me backward, guiding me to sit on the sandy, pebble-strewn shore.

She straddled my lap, facing me, trapping my dick between her sparse blonde pussy and me. Her lovely breasts were right in front of my face.

“Uh, Julia?” I said.

She reached between us to stroke me again, leaning forward to slide one nipple across my lips. I gave it a gentle lick and Julia sighed happily.

Quietly, she said, “I get frustrated too sometimes.” She positioned me at her entrance and slowed sank onto me.

Julia fed one breast to my mouth as she gently rode me, making satisfied deep “uh” sounds each time she sank down. We fucked slowly like that, me sitting at the edge of the water, Julia straddling me, her face and breasts glowing the light from the distant fire.

We fucked without urgency, sometimes kissing, sometimes embracing, and sometimes just looking into each other’s eyes. She was a mystery... I knew nothing about her, but there was a connection, something between us that I didn’t yet understand.

I thrust up into her as Julia plunged into me with increasing urgency. She pulled my face to her breasts and, with me embedded fully inside her, rocked back and forth, grinding her clit against me, moaning as her breathing became ragged.

I was getting close myself, but tried to hold back in hopes Julia would orgasm soon. Finally, she froze, held her breath and clutched me close. I felt the rhythmic grasping of her wonderful warm passage. I bucked up into her twice and held myself within her as I unloaded into her in powerful bursts.

As we recovered, I guided her onto her side, and we lay there holding each other.

“God,” she said, looking at me slightly embarrassed. “I shouldn’t have done that. But I’m glad I did.”

I kissed her cheek. “I’m not complaining, Julia. I certainly didn’t expect that from you.”

“I know. I don’t even know you. I never just jump a guy like that. Never. But there’s something... I don’t know how to describe it. I guess I was just horny.”

I stroked her hair. “No, I feel something too. It’s strange. I don’t know what. I guess we can explore whatever it is next weekend.”

She looked at me. “Uh, next weekend?”

“When you come back here with me. Alone.”

Her eyes widened, and I saw her thinking. She smiled gently and nodded. “Yes. Next weekend. Here with you.”