I love her.
As we rode back to the cottage snuggled together on the seat of the boat my mind spun as it tried to deal with the emotional effect of the realization. The years played through my mind as I reviewed the past and her actions.
Always coming back to me, no matter what we argued about. Bringing women into our bed while avoiding all the guys who chased her and getting the tattoo when she did try seeing the other guys. Always being supportive and keeping me on track in school and after. She never pressured me or questioned about the numerous other women. She was somehow always there at the right times.
I had been blind to her love and devotion to me after years of shutting my emotions down.
We pulled up to the dock and were welcomed by the remainder of the group. Beers and drinks, all around as we took seats in the comfortable lounge chairs. Ed went over to Rachael and gave her a quick kiss.
"I need a fucking nap," he grunted with a smile as he looked over at Stacey.
Rachael smiled and got up. "I will come along and you can tell me all about your boating adventures."
She turned and gave Stacey a wink and a smile. Stacey smiled back as she watched the older couple hold hands and walk to the cottage. Connie leaned over and kissed me.
"Thanks for the attention. You guys made my day," she said quietly before kissing Stacey.
"Thank you," I replied with a grin.
Stacey grabbed Connie by the face with both hands and gave her another long, slow kiss before letting her go.
"Maybe we can play in the hot tub later," she whispered in Connie's ear.
Connie grinned and nodded her head before plopping into the lounge chair between Kevin and Paul. She stretched out and closed her eyes. Karen gestured at Stacey and asked her to come help get things ready for dinner. Dave came up from the boathouse and declared it time to fire up the grille as he headed to the cottage. He was followed by the two women. Stacey looked back and flashed me a big smile as she walked away. I closed my eyes and lay back in the chair to enjoy the sunshine.
I was woken up by a hand sliding up my thigh. I opened my eyes to see Angie sitting on the lounge chair beside me. I looked around and noticed we were alone.
"Time for supper, handsome," she said with a smile. "I offered to come and get you."
I smiled back as her hand slipped between my legs and her fingers grasped my now-swelling cock.
"Did you bring me an appetizer?" I teased. "Maybe something wet and warm?"
Her face lit up in a big smile as I licked my lips and slid down in the lounger until my knees were bent and my feet touched the deck. I pointed to my mouth and flicked my tongue at her.
"Have a seat," I offered.
She jumped up and pulled the blue bikini bottoms over her wide, ample hips before straddling my face. Her plump, juicy pussy appeared in front of me, glistening wet and waiting. I reached up and grabbed her big, firm cheeks in my hands as my tongue went to work. I licked and probed her as she wiggled and moaned, my tongue dancing between her folds and over her swollen clit. I grabbed it between my lips and sucked, to bring her a moaning orgasm as she mashed herself into my mouth. She quivered for a few moments before relaxing and stepping away.
"God, you're so good at that," she moaned as she sat down on the chair and caught her breath.
"Glad you enjoyed it," I said as I licked her juice from my lips and wiped my chin. "I did."
She moved between my legs and tugged my shorts down. My swollen cock jumped out and was quickly enveloped by her hungry mouth. She sucked me fast and pumped my swollen shaft with both hands. I came quickly, filling her mouth and marveled at how she swallowed every drop. She slowly sucked until I was empty and looked up at me with a big smile.
"Thanks," she giggled.
We both chuckled and relaxed for a moment before heading to the cottage. We joined the rest of the group at the table and enjoyed a meal of steaks, potatoes, salads and wine along with a lot of laughs. I noticed Karen take Stacey's left hand and look at the ring on her finger before whispering in Stacey's ear. Stacey looked down at the table for a moment but looked up with a big smile when Karen whispered to her again. The two glanced at me and shared a giggle before getting up to clear the table.
"I think you ladies should go relax and let us look after the cleaning up," Ed announced. "Kid, you got dish duty."
The women happily filed out of the room, taking the wine with them as we began clearing the table. Stacey patted my ass on the way by and told me to make sure I did a good job. Karen squeezed it as she went by and announced that she knew I would.
"You wash, I'll dry and these jokers will put everything away," Ed said as he gestured to the others.
"Yes, Sir," Kevin replied jokingly. "At your beck and call, Sir."
"You are not in the fucking Marines here, don't call me Sir," Ed retorted gruffly.
"Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir," Kevin replied with a chuckle.
"Fuck off," Ed laughed.
As we washed Ed spoke to me quietly.
"Rachael really likes your friend," he stated. "She thinks she is good for you."
"Oh?" I quizzed. "How so?"
"I don't know, kid," he replied. "She just said that."
"What do you think?" I asked.
"I think Stacey is your Rachael," he said. "The sooner you realize that, the better."
We turned towards the deck at the sound of clapping behind us. Stacey and Angie were on the deck in an intense 69, the two woman wrestling pussy to mouth. Angie suddenly groaned loudly in climax. Stacey lifted her arms to the air in victory.
"I win, I win, she came first!" she shouted excitedly. "Who's the next to try?"
Karen laughed as Dave pushed her forward and urged her on. The chant of "Ka-ren! Ka-ren! Ka-ren!" rang out across the lake.
Ed laughed and jabbed me with his elbow. "She's fucking dynamite, she is."