A Break in the Monotony - Sex Stories

A Break in the Monotony

... woman again in the glow of the morning light.

I awoke to birds chirping and the sound of a pan hitting our makeshift grill. When I unzipped my tent, Landon and Cynthia were already awake getting started on breakfast - bacon and eggs. Again, she looked outstanding. Jean shorts short enough to see the curvature of her ass peeking out from the bottom and a light blue bathing suit top that must have been 2 sizes too small. With her every move, each breast jiggled high, begging to be set free. Having gone to bed hard and woken up just as hard, the struggle to make eye contact with her was now harder than my erection. I adjusted my dick in my running shorts, hoping no one would notice and climbed out of my tent.

We ate quietly, as I think we were all still waking up and finding our bearings. Just when we were each coming to life, I heard another buzz. Immediately, instinctively, my eyes shot to Cynthia. She looked at me, for a split second puzzled, and then her eyes went wide and all the blood in her body rushed to her cheeks.

A split second later, the buzzing stopped. And then started again. This time it actually was someone's cell phone. I prayed it wasn't mine and my prayers were answered as soon as Landon reached into his pocket. He looked at the screen and his face immediately went blank. It was work. He picked up the call and though we could only hear half of the conversation, it clearly wasn't the news he (or we) wanted. A deal he'd been working on all month, one ...

... he thought was dead, had reared its ugly head and risen from the grave. He needed to be back in the city in three hours. He sat quiet for a few minutes then started making arrangements for a car to pick him up and drive him back to his office.

Both Cynthia and I were disappointed, but we understood - me having had several plans already ruined over the last 2 years, and her having been raised in a family where everyone was a hard-charging professional. It wasn't the first time for any of us, and unfortunately, we knew it wouldn't be the last.

We started cleaning up breakfast and helping him pack. It wasn't until I was rolling up his sleeping bag did I realize what his departure meant. For the next 24 hours, Cynthia and I would be alone. Out of respect for Landon I'd kept any sexual innuendos or advances strictly at bay, trying to just enjoy all three of us being together. But now, the memory of her multiple orgasm night at the hands of her trusty vibrator was all I could think about. Those sensual sounds and her delicious scent flooded my every fiber. If my dick had gone flaccid from the bad news of Landon's call, it was quickly coming back to its full peak now. I quickly shot a glance at her as she was bending down cleaning the last remnants of our breakfast from the frying pan. Her ass was staring at me. Like a siren's song, it was calling me, begging for me to embrace it. To come to it. To take it.

Breaking myself from the trance, I gave Landon a hug goodbye and he ...