After we left Becky, Bill went to bed as soon as we returned to our room. He had to get up early to hit the rivers to fish, which was fine. I could sleep in and relax before Becks and I went hiking. Sitting at the tiny table in our room, I could hear my love snoring as I sat looking at some of the pictures we'd taken on my laptop. That's when Becks texted me and asked if we could talk. I said sure, closed the computer, then grabbed the room's keycard and my phone, and went outside to walk and talk so I wouldn't disturb my love.

I could sense the excitement in Beck's voice as she ran her plans for our day by me. She'd pick me up early to avoid the long lines at the park's entrance. We'd drive for a bit to the secret trail she knew and then hike for maybe a couple of hours. We'd take pictures and enjoy the scenery. Then, when I was ready, we'd hike back down, head to her place, and make love.

I smiled and told her it sounded perfect. I mentioned I still hadn't talked to Bill about our liaison, but didn't feel he'd be mad as long as the three of us spent time together. Becks mentioned it's easier to ask forgiveness than permission at times. However, if I didn't feel it would be right, we could just hang out after our hike. She didn't want to come between Bill and me. I reassured her that things would be fine, and like she said, if I didn't feel that way tomorrow, we could just hang out.

We said goodnight, and I could hear her giggle as she said goodbye with a 'Muah' and a smacking of her lips. I loudly kissed my phone back and hung up. My heart was racing as I walked back to our room and got ready for bed. Bill was still sound asleep as I gently slipped under the covers, trying not to wake him. It took me at least an hour to fall asleep, waiting for my heart to quit its rapid beating.

I didn't sleep well that night; I was excited and conflicted about Beck's plans. Bill and I had made an agreement regarding our time with Becks, and now I was going to break that agreement. I knew if he found out we'd spent time together without him, he'd be mad, at the very least. I don't like drama, and here I was creating it.

Bill got up at four that morning, waking me up in the process. We showered together, dressed, and then went down to the hotel's eating area and had breakfast. They opened earlier than normal hotels because many of the guests like to get an early start into the park. During our breakfast, I told him again that Becky and I were going to hike and just hang out. He looked at me, and between chews, he asked, "Are you two going to wait for me?"

I was honest with him and replied, "Becks wanted to get together after the hike at her place. I know we have an agreement, and I wasn't going to break that. I didn't sleep well thinking about it last night. I can't deceive you, sweetheart. So, yes, we will wait for you if that's what you want."

His response was, "I know you didn't sleep well. I felt you tossing and turning. Thanks for being honest, Cam. It's one of the reasons I love you so much. So, if you two aren't too tired after your hike, go ahead and spend intimate time together. But please save some of that sexual energy for me tonight. Of course, I may be worn out from wading the rivers, so we'll see what happens."

I almost started crying tears of joy. Being honest with the one I love made me feel better. Although I wasn't going to tell him about our mutual masturbation evening, and probably never will. It felt good to know he trusted me, and I didn't have to lie.

We finished breakfast and then went back to our room. I gave him a sloppy, wet kiss goodbye, and he almost didn't go. As soon as I closed the room's door, Becks texted me to say she was on her way. I knew she'd be anxious to get to her place after I told her we didn't need to sneak. But I wanted to hike and get some pictures. That's why we came here in the first place.

I waited for Becks in the hotel lobby, dressed for hiking and with my small backpack loaded with snacks and my water bottle. I was hesitant to take food with bears around, but I'd see what Becks thought about it.

From where I was seated, I could see her walk into the lobby. She looked ready to take on the world. Becky was dressed for hiking in cool weather, which was nice for the early morning. She'd suggested layers because it was supposed to get much warmer, and we'd probably be sweating by the time we got back to her car. I was dressed similarly for the cool morning air, and I made sure I had enough room in my daypack to discard clothes when it warmed up.

Her hair was loose and swished as she walked towards me, and I could see a canister of bear spray on her right side. I probably should have gotten one, but she said there weren't many animals where we were going. I stood to greet her, opening my arms for a hug. We embraced, and as we did, Becks whispered, "I can't wait to get you naked, Cammie Cougar."

I blushed, replying quietly, “It's mutual, sweetie.”

We broke our embrace, and I grabbed my pack and water, then walked with her out to her car. We drove through the West entrance, which wasn't manned until eight. Then, along the Madison River into the interior of the park. I saw our car parked in one of the turnouts and my handsome husband wading in the river, casting his fly rod, hoping to land a nice Rainbow or Cutthroat Trout.

Along the way, I told Becks about confessing to Bill. She was glad I did because she was feeling a little guilty, also. She mentioned she'd thought about just going back to her place after picking me up, but she decided waiting might be better. So, after about forty-five minutes, we parked at a trailhead, got out, and loaded up. I left the snacks in Beck's car to be on the safe side. She handed me a second water bottle so we'd each have two. Since I was barely acclimated to the elevation and it was going to warm up, having more water than you think you need is a good idea.

Becks clipped a second bear spray canister to her belt and told me she didn't expect to see anything, but you never know. I asked why she didn't give me one, and she replied that she didn't want me to accidentally spray her if we encountered a bear. Normally, they ignore or just walk away from people. Since she was more experienced with them, she thought it best to protect me.

I told her she was sweet, and we both laughed. Then, we started off down the trail. The hike wasn't too strenuous, mostly long switchbacks as we slowly climbed. The trial was well worn, and we had to be sure of our steps. We ran into a few piles of coyote and bear droppings as we gained altitude, and after about an hour and a half, we reached intermittent clearings. That is when we slowed down, and I started taking pictures. Our pace slowed as we kept on going. The air grew warmer, so we slowly shed our layers to keep cool. We could hear birds singing and occasionally a rustle in the trees, but we never saw anything when we stopped to look. When we reached the trail's end, we took a long break, sitting, talking, and enjoying the clear Wyoming sky. I insisted on a selfie, so we stood next to each other, snapping pictures until we got one we both liked.

When we'd rested enough and started getting hot from the sun beating down on us, we decided to start back to Beck's car. Our packs were full of our discarded clothes as we headed back down the mountain. I was glad I'd layered up in the morning; I was also glad the day warmed up. Following Becky up the trail was nice; I loved watching her tight little ass as we ascended. The trail down was even better since we'd stripped down to shorts and tops to beat the heat. The beads of sweat I noticed on Becky's arms and forehead looked very sexy to me for some odd reason. I wasn't used to the way my mind had been working since Becky and I had met. There was something about her that I didn't quite understand that made me attracted to her.

Thinking back, maybe I didn't have intimate thoughts about women because I hadn't met the right one to ignite that spark. I don't know, but we'd soon find out how much of a fire that little spark would ignite.

When we returned to the car, we ate our snacks, drank more water, and then drove to Beck's place. When we arrived, Becky asked if I wanted to shower first. I asked her why we couldn't share, and she showed me the bathroom. The bathtub/shower was small but not impossible for the two of us. There was a rubber mat to lay on the tub floor to prevent us from slipping when it got soapy. Becky laid it out as I watched. So, I asked once more why we couldn't shower together, and this time, Becks smiled and started undressing. Telling me with a naughty grin, she didn't see any reason why not. We took turns using the toilet, neither of us worrying about being seen doing that most intimate action.

We disrobed, tossing our clothes into a pile outside the bathroom. It was a one-bedroom place, small, but I bet it was expensive. Once we were naked, we began touching each other. It was funny at first; I was nervous, but Becky was patient as we waited for the water to get to a comfortable temperature. My heart was racing as Becky used her index finger to toy with my nipple. I shuddered as she gently touched it, then watched as it stiffened. I must have turned crimson as I blushed. I could feel it in my chest and face.

Becky smiled when she saw my reaction. She suggested we get under the water so we could wash our hair. I followed her in and waited as she pulled the shower curtain closed. Then Becky turned and took my hands, backing into the warm stream of water and taking me with her. I think her face had a permanent smile, as did mine. This was incredibly sexy and romantic, just like I hoped it would be.

We stood, taking turns getting our hair wet. Then Becky slipped her hand behind my neck and drew me to her for a long, passionate kiss. Our breasts touched as we kissed, sending a tingle through me. We broke our kiss, and looking into each other's eyes, Becks asked, "How was it, Cammie?"

I shivered and replied, "Better than I imagined it, Becks. You're a very good kisser."

Becky grinned, "Let's finish getting cleaned up, then we can move to my bed, sweet woman."

I purred and said, “Sounds wonderful to me.”

We played a little more as we soaped each other's bodies and washed our hair. After we rinsed off and dried, we shared the blow dryer so the pillows in the bed wouldn't get wet. After that, we were all clean and smelling good, ready to get naughty, making love.

I followed Becks into her room, past the pile of dirty clothes on the floor, and watched as she turned down the bed for us. When she turned to look at me, Becks stepped closer, wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me in for a long, passionate kiss.

When we parted, she suggested I lie on my back, and she'd join me. I did as requested, getting comfy on my back while she watched. When she entered the bed, Becks snuggled close to me, and we began making out. Wet, sloppy, tongue-twisting kissing that lasted a very long time. At some point, Becks eased her leg between mine, moving more over me. Our breasts smushed together as we continued our little passion play. Her skin felt so soft and smooth against mine, very different from Bill's body. Her kisses were softer also, as her tongue twisted and toyed with mine. Teasing me now and then by breaking our kiss and making me search for her lips.

After playing like that for a few minutes, my new love's lips left mine. Becky kissed and licked her way to my breasts and began to worship them. That girl's tongue swept over my nipples, which sent a sharp shock throughout me. I moaned and squirmed as Becks continued lapping and suckling until she'd had her fill. She softly bit one, tugging on it to see how I'd react. I didn't complain, so she continued gradually increasing the intensity until I told her it hurt. Becks apologized, then went back to licking and suckling them to make up for my pain. I was enjoying her enthusiasm and was wondering if and when she'd get enough of my breasts.

My eyes were closed, enjoying her touch, when Becks asked, "How's my baby feeling?"

I moaned, replying, "Your baby feels like she's in heaven right now."

I opened my eyes to see Becks smiling, “I'm so glad, Cammie. I was hoping you'd say that.”

Becky then moved further down the bed, easing my legs open and moving between them. She looked down at my pussy, a wide grin on her face, then said, "Cammie, you're so pretty. I bet you taste divine."

I giggled and said, “Thank you, Becks. I can't wait for you to find out.”

Becky smiled and began kissing and licking my thighs. I bit my lower lip as I squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples. I managed to scoot up a bit on the bed, my head resting higher on the pillow. I wanted to watch Becky's expressions as she made love to me.

She continued teasing me as I squirmed and cooed. I was able to watch as Becky took her time, sucking on my labia, pulling it gently with her lips as my heart raced and my arousal grew. I told her how good she was making me feel, which made her smile. She said I tasted as yummy as she thought I would, making me blush.

Becky paused, looking up at me and asking if she could try something with me. I asked what, and she just said she'd like to see what I enjoyed. If I didn't like it, she'd stop, but she wouldn't tell me what she had planned. I told her to go ahead and see because my curiosity was piqued. I told her I'd say something if I didn't like whatever she was doing.

My little vixen smiled, then sat back on her heels. I waited and watched as she lifted my leg, moved herself to a better position, then placed my foot to her face and began sucking on my toes. My eyes widened as she looked at me, grinning, taking each toe into her mouth one at a time. I was shocked at first, but after a few moments, the sensations in me made me smile and squirm. When Becky licked the bottom of my foot from toe to heel and back again, I nearly lost it.

I'd never considered my feet as sexual, but Becky knew how to make it feel divine. She switched legs and repeated her attention as I watched, mesmerized. When she finished, she didn't have to ask if I enjoyed it. It was obvious I had. Her grin, as she slipped back between my legs, was unmistakable. She'd introduced me to something else new and something I might have to try again at some point. Neither of us said anything as Becky returned to devouring me.

Beck's tongue seemed to know exactly what I wanted, and I told her so as she explored me, moaning as she swirled and twirled, sending sensations through me I'd never experienced before. Soon, the only sounds in the room were me moaning and telling Becky how good I felt. The sweet scent of sex permeated the room as I closed my eyes once again.

I was lost in the yummy sensations swirling through my body. When I felt Becky's finger slip over my rosebud at the same time her tongue parted my lips, I gasped. Since I didn't complain, my sweet lover continued toying with me in both places. The sensations coursing through my body were new and thrilling and made me wish I'd done this sooner. I'd always heard that women knew how to please another woman, and now I knew that for a fact. Becky was simply amazing, and it didn't take long before she took me to the edge and finally over the precipice to an amazing orgasm. My body reacted, shuddering and convulsing, as Becky focused on my clit and gently inserted her finger into my rosebud. I didn't believe I could experience something so naughty and yet so delightfully pleasurable.

I didn't want to compare this session with Becky to any of my lovemaking with Bill. It wouldn't be fair because this seemed like pure sexual gratification and not lovemaking. I completely enjoyed how Becky made me feel. I knew this was just sex. Extremely great sex, but Bill and I had more invested in each other than just sex. However, in the back of my mind, I knew I had some work to do with my love as far as having him take me to new sexual heights. I had a feeling he'd balk at some things, but with a little gentle persuasion on my part, he'd do what I asked.

When Becky moved between my legs to snuggle and kiss me, I knew that this wouldn't be our only lovemaking session. She'd given me feelings I never dreamed possible, and I knew that somehow we'd experience this again, if not this week, then sometime in the future.

As we lay whispering to each other, I confessed to my new love how good she made me feel. Becky giggled and told me she wasn't going to ask if I'd enjoyed it or not. My reactions to her lovemaking told the whole story. We kissed and snuggled for about half an hour or so because I wasn't really paying attention to the clock. When I felt I was rested enough, I asked if I could make love to her.

Becky's grin was all it took for me to start off by kissing her sweet lips. We made out like two horny teenagers just discovering how good kissing could be. When I left Beck's lips, I licked my way down her neck, to her shoulders, and then to her perfect breasts. Each one was a bit more than a mouthful for me, and she enjoyed my playing with them. I thought of them like new toys for Christmas. I couldn't get enough of them, licking, kissing, toying with her nipples, and making her squeal with delight. But I had a feeling she'd rather have my face between her taut legs and my tongue exploring than mess with her breasts, so I slipped down, pausing at her navel, then lower to start devouring her.

I surprised myself and didn't hesitate one second when placing my tongue over her folds and eventually between them. Before that moment, I was worried I couldn't do it, but worrying was a waste of time, and I felt that going down on Becky was as natural as going down on Bill. It was different, and I enjoyed Becky guiding me as to what she liked. I experimented with her also, using my finger to massage her bud, which surprised and delighted my delicious kitten.

I didn't kiss or lick her feet. That would take time for me to think about. It was something I didn't find sexy doing, but you never know. Maybe someday I'd try it. But for the moment, Becky was happy for me to clumsily take her to a climax with my tongue.

We both knew that with patience and practice, I'd get better. We had a couple more days for me to gain experience, so I wasn't worried about it. When Becky did reach her orgasm, she was very gracious with her praise. We snuggled together once more, kissing and cuddling, along with talking about how I did and how good I made her feel. We eventually napped for an hour or so, and when we woke, we made love again in a sixty-nine position. After that, we both were spent and very happy.

Becky suggested we shower once more, and then she'd take me back to my hotel room to rest up before Bill and I met her for dinner. I told her I'd text her once I talked with my love and let her know if we'd get together. She was fine with that because we didn't know what kind of day Bill had.

When Bill returned from his fishing excursion, he was in a great mood. We showered together and talked about our day. My sweet husband went into great detail about the fish he caught, the ones that got away, and the animals he'd seen on the river. I didn't go into specifics about the lovemaking sessions with Becky. Instead, I talked about how lovely it was and how much we enjoyed the hike.

After showering, Bill was ready for dinner with Becky. I texted her, and soon, we were meeting for dinner at a quiet restaurant we hadn't tried earlier in the week. Our talk was mostly about the animals and Yellowstone in general. When we finished dinner, Bill paid, and we adjourned to our suite at the hotel. I'd suggested that because the room and bed were larger than Becky's, and I thought we'd be more comfortable there.

I knew all of us were nervous; I hadn't asked Becky if she'd done this with a couple before, but the way she was acting, I didn't think she had, or it didn't go well. We sort of milled around our room, making small talk for longer than we felt comfortable. After too many awkward moments, Becky walked over to Bill, looked up at him, then reached around his neck, drew his face to hers, and gently kissed him.

Just before their lips met, my husband looked over at me for what I guess was a sign that I approved. I smiled, nodding my head. So, he turned his attention back to Becky, and they kissed. The first one was quick and not very passionate, but the ones after steadily grew longer and with a lot more passion.

Needless to say, I had mixed emotions watching Bill and Becky kiss. They looked yummy doing it, and since I'd made love to each of them, I watched and felt this was right for us. I did feel a twinge of jealousy, wanting to be with both of them, and in the back of my mind, I knew I would. So, instead of standing there gawking at them, I went and sat at the little table in the room to watch.

My lover's parted lips now and then, each looking over at me to be sure I was okay with all of this. I smiled back, and they'd turn their heads, look into each other's eyes, and return to kissing. After a few more minutes of making out, Becky took the initiative by undoing Bill's belt, then the button on his pants, and finally his zipper. I watched as she reached into his boxers with her right hand, searching for the thing she'd been missing for the past seven months or so. It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for. My husband may be a little on the shy side at times, but his erections are above average. I witnessed a huge smile on Beck's face as she broke their kiss, having felt what she'd been missing in her last relationship.

My sexy lovers whispered something to each other, resulting in them both smiling. They began undressing each other, turning their attention to me now and then to be sure I was accepting of their mutual attraction. Because I was so wound up watching them that I didn't realize I was rubbing myself over my slacks.

As they undressed each other, I noticed Becks looking over at me and smiling.

She mouthed, “Join us.”

I must have looked confused, so Becky said it again out loud as Bill finished unbuttoning her blouse, opening it, and grinning. Becky looked up at him and asked if her boobs were alright. Bill nodded and told her they were perfect as he leaned down to suckle one. As I watched, Becky closed her eyes and moaned as my husband toyed with each breast, suckling, licking, and kissing them.

As Bill played, Becky managed to get his shirt unbuttoned and down his arms, letting it drop to the floor. She also slipped her top off, and it fell behind her as I started to remove my slacks. I unbuttoned and lowered the zipper while watching the two lovers. I kicked my flats off my feet, then stepped out of my slacks, leaving them on the floor by the chair. Bill was preoccupied with Becky's firm boobs and didn't notice me walking towards them.

Becky, however, caught me out of the corner of her eye and smiled. I slipped next to Becky as she turned her head to kiss me. Bill finally noticed and looked up to see us lip-locked. He paused, watching us, then said, "Fuck, you two are hot."

That made Becky and me break our kiss and giggle. We thanked him in unison, which made us giggle more, and Bill smiled. From there, we helped each other finish undressing, and then I pulled back the covers of the bed for us.

Becky suggested Bill lie on the bed so she could mount him. His dick was fully engorged, bouncing around as he plopped down, waiting for Becks to join him. Since we were watching him, Becky giggled and said, "God, Cammie. You're so lucky. Bill is perfect, thank you."

I smiled, telling her, “He is most of the time, sweetie.”

We kissed once again, long enough that Bill had to cough to remind us he was there, anxiously waiting for the two of us. I noticed he was slowly stroking himself as Becky and I kissed, so he wouldn't lose his erection. When Becky noticed, she playfully scolded him, not wanting him to get off before she had a chance to ride him. My sweet husband blushed as he immediately removed his hand and told her he wouldn't.

Becky grinned and quietly told me she liked how he took direction. I smiled and replied that it wasn't something to rely on. She giggled as I felt her hand caress my ass before she entered the bed and positioned herself over him. Becks looked down at Bill, then used her hand to ease him into her. Bill was all smiles as he watched our little nymph slide down his pole and then begin gyrating on him.

I stood watching momentarily, enthralled with how erotic this was becoming. As Becky worked herself up and down my husband, she turned her head to me and said, "Jump in anytime, Cammie."

I grinned and moved onto the bed, lying next to Bill so he and I could kiss, and we could both watch Becky. As I kissed and nuzzled Bill, I whispered 'thank you' in his ear. He was trying to concentrate on anything but the hot young woman sliding up and down his dick. I knew he feared going off too soon and disappointing her, so when he told me I was welcome, he also suggested I play with Becky so he wouldn't ruin her fun. I kissed him again, then moved so I could kiss and play with her sweet body.

Before I started playing with Becks, I noticed that Bill had closed his eyes, and I later discovered he did that to prolong his erection. I'm assuming Rob wasn't as big as Bill, or maybe didn't last as long, because Becky was thoroughly enjoying her ride. I was also a little surprised and delighted at Bill's endurance. My guess was that Becky hadn't found his button, or if she had, she was avoiding pushing it.

My playtime with Becky was mostly us kissing and me pinching and pulling her nipples. I suckled a few times, too, but that became awkward with the way she was moving on my husband. Our little ménage à trois lasted much longer than I thought it would. Bill held out as long as he could, but having Becky's tight little pussy rubbing against the head of his dick became too much, and he finally came. Becky didn't complain; in fact, she was more than happy with the orgasm Bill and I gave her.

As Bill deflated, Becky shuddered, and I held her, kissing her sweet lips as the waves of her climax rolled through her. After her heart returned to a normal beat, she eased herself off of Bill and lay next to him to cuddle. I moved over the two lovers so that we made a Becky sandwich.

Kisses and licks were exchanged as the three of us talked about how good we all felt. When we'd all calmed down, Bill surprised Becky and me. He suggested we make love while he sat in the chair recovering, and if at some point we wanted him back, he'd join in again.

So, he left us in bed, went to use the bathroom, and then returned to sit and watch Becky and me make love.

Becky was still in that lovely post-orgasm glow, and when Bill was using the bathroom, she and I started kissing. Between kisses, she asked me if we could try something different. I giggled and said everything was new and different with her. I was just learning, and as long as it wasn't painful, it would be fine. That made her smile as she rolled on top of me for more passionate kisses. When she left my lips, Becky whispered she wanted to do something else, and she'd tell me later. But she thinks Bill would enjoy watching what she had in mind, and she thought I'd enjoy it also.

Becky was still on top of me when Bill settled into the chair. We both smiled as we looked over at him. Becky thanked him for being so nice and told him she hoped he enjoyed the show we were about to put on. Bill got a puzzled look and said he hoped he would also. Then, sat back and waited.

Becky turned back to face me, and we started kissing again. Our session started a little like it had the day before, with lots of kissing and touching. I loved gliding my hands over Becky's firm curves and soft skin. She has such a tight little body and such yummy proportions.

We kissed for quite some time, and then Becky gradually moved down me to suckle and play with my breasts. I was in heaven. I wrapped my legs around her and held her to me as she nursed, teased, and gave my breasts a very erotic workout. When she was finished, down my body, she went, pausing between my legs to make sure I was fully aroused. It didn't take much time because I was aroused from our earlier playtime.

When Becky stopped licking me, she rose and placed one of my legs up in the air, and scooted closer so our pussies could kiss. I was wondering what she was doing at first, but then, much to my surprise and delight, she got us into a position where our clits could rub against each other as she moved.

When I felt this new sensation in me, I smiled and looked over at Bill. He was grinning and stroking his semi-rigid dick, watching us. I turned back to look at Becky as she rubbed against me. Her expression was intense as she moved back and forth over me. I was feeling it also, watching her body move as she held on to me, varying her motions. I loved watching her tummy muscles; it was like watching a belly dancer, only Becky was nude and much sexier.

We continued like that for a very long time. Becky certainly had the endurance, and I was enjoying being taken close to a climax and then taken away from it only to return a short time later. Becky repeated that numerous times until I finally had to almost beg her to let me cum. That placed a huge smile on her face as she intensified her actions and brought us to a mutual orgasm.

At the height of our climax, Becky collapsed, lying on me as we both spasmed and reveled in our orgasmic bliss. We kissed and held each other as the waves moved through our bodies while Bill continued watching from his chair. I'd almost forgotten he was there during our lovemaking session and was glad he'd let Becky and me have our fun. Before Bill got up and rejoined us, my sweet lover whispered she had thought about using a toy but wasn't sure Bill would want to see that, so our tribbing was a little preview of what could happen between us. That made me very curious, and I made a mental note to look up toys online when I had a chance.

Becky whispered one final word before she looked over at Bill and asked him to join us. The word was 'feeldoe.' I hoped I would remember it, so I associated the doe part with wildlife and deer so I wouldn't forget.

When Bill returned to bed, we snuggled together, kissing and talking. Bill was once again becoming aroused, and his dick kept rubbing against Becky, who was between us. She didn't seem to mind at all, and when Bill rolled over away from us, Becky looked at me and winked. When I asked Bill why he rolled away, he said he thought he was annoying with it, bumping into Becky. Becky and I giggled as she turned to face him and told him he was far from being annoying. In fact, she loved how he'd recovered, and she would happily take care of him.

We switched positions, so Bill was in the middle. Becky kissed Bill on the lips, then worked her way down him and started giving him a blowjob. I watched momentarily, then kissed my husband and joined my lover playing with his dick.

Bill was in heaven; we could hear him moaning as we sucked, stroked, and kissed him and each other while he laid back. I'm fine with giving blowjobs, and I think it's a fair trade because Bill goes down on me, but sharing with Becky was a new turn-on, and I think all three of us were enjoying it, especially Bill.

Becky and I paused longer than we should have a couple of times as we kissed each other and whispered sweet things back and forth. I don't know if Bill heard us, and if he did, he didn't care. But Becky and I made plans for the morning if Bill decided to go fishing again. I didn't think he would, but stranger things have happened.

As we were playing with Bill, Becky got an idea. She glanced at me with that mischievous grin, deep-throated Bill one more time, then passed his dick to me. She extracted herself from the bed and asked if we could scoot more towards the head. She and I had most of our bodies on the bed as we sucked on Bill. When we'd moved a little higher on the bed, Becky used her hands to coax me to my knees as I continued giving my love head. Using her hands as I was on my elbows and knees, she moved my legs apart, then moved under me. It was a little awkward, but with help from her, she got me to lower my vagina over her face so she could lick me.

I wished there had been a full-length mirror because I'd loved to have seen us in this position. Becky under me, licking to her and my heart's content as I finished giving Bill one of the best blowjobs of his life. But we didn't, so I just enjoyed what was happening. Since Bill started first, he finished first, with me swallowing everything. When he realized what Becky and I were doing, he scooted further up the bed and watched.

That freed up more of the bed, so Becky and I slipped into a sixty-nine position and made love. Bill sat back against the headboard and watched again as Becky and I brought each other to another wonderful climax. When we were sated, we snuggled next to him and let our bodies get back to normal. As we lay there enjoying how we felt, the only thing we heard was a yawn from Bill. We all laughed, and he apologized as he looked at the clock and noted it was way past our usual bedtime. Becky and I looked at our sports watches and laughed. Yes, it was very late, too late for Becky to walk back to her apartment despite the crime-free nature of West Yellowstone. So, we all got ready to sleep, taking turns in the tiny bathroom. I let our lover use my toothbrush as Bill replaced the covers on the bed, covering the wet spots we'd created.

We decided Becky would sleep in the middle, and if anyone felt too crowded, there was always the floor. We kissed goodnight, and then Bill shut the lights off, joining us once more. Only this time we didn't play because we were all tired and happy. It still took me a long time to fall asleep, partially because my heart was still racing as Becky was spooning me, her hand on my boob, playing with my nipple.