The Cabin (part 2)

The Cabin (part 2)

I ran my bath and lay in the bubbles as Samantha entered.

‘Hey, I noticed you and Wayne didn’t say two words together when we arrived’ I smiled at Sam.

‘We don’t need to talk, we know and you know we like each other’ said Sam.

I burst into laughter.

‘Fuck off babes, you two would have been flirting like hell, what’s up?’ I asked.

‘I think I pissed him off’ laughed Sam.

‘How did you manage that?’ I asked.

‘You know that exhibition he went to near Birmingham?’ said Sam as I nodded in reply.

‘Well, we kind of performed for some Iranian pilot and he threw wayne £500 as he left’ smiled Sam.

I broke into hysterical laughter.

‘The pilot didn’t want to do anything but watch the pair of us fucking, he wanked and came, threw £500 and left, your hubby was speechless, he thought I’d arranged a threesome’ laughed Sam.

‘So a threesome would have been okay, but a guy wanking is an issue?’ I laughed

‘You know what he’s like’ laughed Sam.

‘The snow’s got worse, its rather enchanting outside, but it looks like no golf for the boys tomorrow’ said Sam.

‘My Range rover is a 4 x 4, I’ll be ok’ I winked.

‘And the place has its own generators, and I stocked up with a week’s food but let’s hope the roads are clear’ said Sam.

‘It doesn’t matter, we’re all here and friends’ I smiled.

‘Yeah, that’s true babe, but you can never have enough friends’ said Sam getting up, kissing me on the head and walking out.

I got out of the bath and changed into what Samantha had put on the bed, leopard print, such a slut, I laughed to myself.

‘Looks like the barbeque is off babes, so its steak and chips’ smiled Wayne as I walked into the lounge.

‘Very fitting attire maam’ winked Martin as Sam was on her mobile phone texting.

‘No fucking signal, it must be the weather!’ fumed Samantha as the lights flickered on and off.

‘Right, we need to eat, so its steaks all round with chips and mushrooms with a light garlic, I presume everyone likes the peppered sauce?’ said Wayne.

Everyone nodded.

‘I’ll nip into the cellar and check the generators, looks like we may have problems with the storm’ said Martin.

‘Bring a couple of bottles or four of the red back with you darling’ said Sam puckering her lips.

Hubby cooked as Martin returned, assured the stand by generators would work if the power went.

‘I didn’t show you these’ said Samantha pulling down her basque and showing her breasts.

‘Wow, you had your nipples pierced’ I smiled.

She poked her tongue at me.

‘oh my, and your tongue’ I laughed.

‘You tell me every sexual adventure you get up to, but you don’t tell me you get your nipples and tongue pierced?’ I laughed.

‘I’m entitled to a few secrets’ laughed Sam getting up and walking across to the dining table where Wayne was putting the plates crammed with food.

We sat at the table eating and laughing.

‘Sauce Samantha?’ asked Wayne offering the peppercorn sauce.

‘I want all your sauces later, but this will be fine for now’ she smiled.

‘Slut’ I said winking at her.

‘Honey, a slut would do this’ said Samantha removing her briefs, getting the peppercorn sauce and pouring a little on her clit.

‘Clean me Wayne’ she said as my husband got up, went over and began to lick her vagina.

‘Fuck that’s good’ smiled Samantha whilst eating a bit of medium rare and looking me straight in the eye.

‘Martin, lick my pussy please’ I said staring at Samantha.

Martin did as instructed; his tongue was as ever excellent, I stared at Sam as she stared at me, our husbands doing what they were told, as it should be.

I noticed some headlights appear in the distance.

‘We seem to have visitors’ I said.

‘Yes, we seem to’ smiled Samantha.