"Oh, honey." He reached for his wife. "God damn. I… What happened?"
"It was great!" She leaned down, crouching to kiss him. "I loved it. So strong. Just like… I don't know. Fantastic!" She pressed to him and he fell backwards, catching her with one arm so she fell on top of him.
"I love you." Her mouth slipped all over his lips. "I… did I hurt you? Christ, I just got all carried away there all of a sudden."
"It didn't hurt. I loved it. I… I never dreamed that you could desire me that much. Oh, Bob!"
"I… it was damn good. Yeah." He fumbled, trying to untie her arms.
"Wonderful. Oh. I love you!" Her mouth covered his completely, her tongue dipping way in. When an arm came free she hugged him tightly.
Bob wiled her carefully to one side and began to remove the wire from her boobs. He left it on the floor and took the chains from her legs.
"I love your body." She kissed his chest, licking along the chains until he took them off, then licking at his crotch. "Beautiful man. Beautiful, beautiful body. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful cock." She sucked the whole rod.
"Easy, honey. You don't want to wear it out in one night."
"I bet it never wears out. Just goes on forever."
"Just about." Bob peeled off the wide leather bolt. "But not tonight. I'd really like to take you to bed, and sleep."
"Anything. Just so I'm with you." She relaxed on the floor.
"I love you." He picked her up, carried her to the bedroom and they clung in an embrace before they slept.
CHAPTER FOUR
Linda stretched lazily in the afternoon sun. Her body glimmered with a thin film of sun-tan oil, concealed from view by the three necessary triangles of yellow cloth that formed her skimpy bikini.
Beside her, stretched out face down, Bob dozed, soaking up the sun on the desk that ran on three sides of the cabin.
Linda heard the horses before she saw them, a slow, lazy clip-clop, becoming louder as she looked around, focusing on the trees down the road.
Two horses came into view, moving slowly towards her. A man and a woman, both riding easily on the hones.
"Bob. Hey, wake up. I think we've got visitors." The horses came closer. Linda could mae out the figures clearly. The man was in his late twenties, she judged, sandy hair, narrow face, almost hawkish with crags and ridges. A strong face, masculine. Looked wiry, too, but it was hard to tell under his loose plaid shirt. The forearms were heavily tanned.
The woman was dark, brunette, almost black hair, short, brushed back from a round face. Dark eyes. Wearing a halter and capris, matching red with small yellow flowers.
"Hi!" the man called out, waving. His shirt gaped open. Darkly tanned. And wiry, like she had first thought.
"Hi." Bob got to his feet, tugging up the front of his bathing suit.
"Hi." The riders came to a stop at the foot of the steps leading up to the cabin. The chestnut horses bent their sturdy necks to nibble at the bits of long grass.
"Say, we're friends of Frank," the man said. "Live up there a ways." He nodded with his head up the road, farther into the mountains. "About a mile or so."
"Frank's my uncle," Linda said. "He's letting us use the place for a honeymoon."
"Newlyweds," the woman said. Her voice was clear, a touch deep for a person with such a slim build.
"My name's Dan," the man said. "This is Janet."
"Hi." Bob made the introductions complete. "Nice to meet you both."
"Same here." Dan looked at Linda from the corner of his eye, smiling at what he saw.
Bob caught the looks the man gave and took some pride in knowing that other men liked to look at his wife. Not that Janet wasn't attractive. She was damn nice looking. Bob gave her a second and third look. And a fourth.
"How about coming in for coffee," Bob said. "Seeing as how you know Frank and all."
"Be real nice." Dan slid from his horse and moved up the steps.
Janet got off her horse and followed the man.
"I'm afraid the place isn't too float," Linda said, showing them inside. "But you know how it is… on a honeymoon." She went to the kitchen and started some fresh coffee.
The two couples chatted, sipping the coffee, taking a second cup all around. The talk flowed easily; they were quickly comfortable with each other, becoming friendly right away.
After a while, Dan got to his feet. "Hey, I hate to break this up, but those hones are rented and they'll cost a fortune if we don't get them back pretty soon."
"It was so nice of you to invite us in," Janet said. "I really liked meeting both of you."
"So did we," Linda said.
"I know," Janet said. "Why don't you two come over for dinner sometime. We're just up the road. You could walk."
"Or rent horses and ride," Dan added.
"How about tomorrow?" Janet said. "About… oh, seven or so. Just a little bar-b-que. Nothing fancy."
"I'd like it," Bob said. "How about it, honey?"
"Oh, yes. Can I bring anything? Salad or something?"
"Not a thing." Janet moved toward the door. "I've got everything. Just bring yourselves and we'll really have a chance to get acquainted." She smiled at Bob.
"That's very nice of you." Bob followed them to the door, Linda right behind him.
"We like making new friends." Dan went across the porch. "Tomorrow at seven, then. Casual clothes, too. Jeans are fine."
"Will do," Linda said. She stood beside Bob as they said goodbye and watched the couple ride away down the road.
"Real nice people. I liked them," Bob, said, turning to go inside.
"So did I. Friendly. And natural. Real people."
"Right. Down to earth."
"Of course, you didn't have to spend so much time looking at Janet's tits."
"I didn't." He sounded very put out. "Not that much, anyway. Just enough to tell that it wasn't as good as yours. Not half." He took Linda in his arms and kissed her lightly. "Not nearly as nice."
"Well… okay." She smiled and returned his kiss.
"That's better." His kiss slowly brought them into an embrace. "Much better."
"Mmmmmmmm, yeeeeeessss." She wiggled to him.
Bob held her close. He kissed her again, turning to lead her toward the stairs and the bedroom. His hand slid over her tits, shoving the small bits of bikini away. He kissed one nipple, then the other and somehow they didn't get to the stairs. Didn't get much past the couch.
Dan nudged his horse with his knee and rode to ride even with Janet.
"Well? What did you think of them?"
"Nice. He's got a good build. And she's terrific. Blonde and with knockers out to there."
"I noticed." Dan looked at the woman. "They're related to Frank. At least she is."
"So? I think they'll do anyway. Being related doesn't make any difference. Just need to want a lot of sex. And from the way his eyes kept going over me, I think that Bob's a likely candidate."
"You think anything with a dick attached to it is a likely candidate," Dan grumbled.
"Well? Aren't they?"
"Maybe."
"Anyway, we'll find out tomorrow night." She rode a little faster.
"I guess we will." Dan kept pace with the woman. He called her his wife, but they had never married each other. Just lived together. About a year now.
"I sure as hell hope he's hung!" Janet said.
"Hung like a horse." She slid her crotch over the hard, smooth leather saddle. "I could sure use some stiff prick right about now."
"I bet Linda's got one hell of a slick pussy. That young, and just married, hell, no chance that it's all stretched out already."
"Unless Bob's got about fifteen inches of dick. That'll loosen a woman up in a hurry."
"I keep you pretty happy with what I've got, Janet."
"Sure. But everybody likes a change now and then."
"Right!" Dan rode faster, pulling ahead, urging his horse on as Janet caught up to him. They finished up at the stables at a near gallop, Dan about half a length in the lead.