Janie’s hair was back up in it’s customary bun and she was tying her skirt around her waist, her enticing bustier back in place, both obscuring an...d enhancing her curves. Will felt himself getting hard again. He was still wrapped in the blanket, and he didn’t think he did anything to give it away, but somehow Janie noticed. She arched a honey-colored eyebrow at him and smiled. “Maybe if you had gotten up when I did we would have time for that.”Will sighed, “Can’t blame anyone but myself then.. We lost our balance and fell, landing softly on a muslin colored couch. Helen, mouth still locked to mine, reached for my hand and placed it at the junction between her legs. Her panties were so wet at first I thought she'd pissed in her pants. (I really was rusty.)Two of my fingers found their way inside her panties. Eventually, I left her mouth and breasts to concentrate on her sopping wet cunt. She rotated her hips against my fingers, indicating the place, pace and pressure she needed. I. The women took their drinks sitting side by side on the sofa I sat in the chair facing them with mine. I went through my whisky drinking ritual of swirling and smelling before tasting. As I took a sip, I glanced over at the two women. Katy 5’6, shoulder length ginger hair, with a classic hourglass figure. Kali slightly taller and thinner but with a figure worth looking at. Neither women was paying me much attention. I enjoyed the view across at my knickerless wife. Then my eyes wandered over. " I smile and said, " Thank you. Let's go to the house...I'm not finished with you." She held onto me and I lifted her off the picnic table. I put my jock and shorts back on and helped her to dress. Hand in hand we staggered, giggling, up the hill until we were at the entrance of the drive way. As we entered the house, she hears me moving behind her then she feels herself being spun around. With uncharacteristic speed and agility, I lift her up with one hand and put her over my shoulder. I turn.