After a while I heard my wife making noises of pleasure, they gradually got louder and more excited, then it all went quiet again, I guessed she had c...um, I didn’t know how he had gone about satisfying her but it had obviously worked. I then heard the bed moving, they were having sex, this went on for a few minutes then stopped, after a pause it started again, I guessed they had changed positions. I listened intently, I could only imagine what was happening, my wife was in the next room with. I flushed and washed my hands. The water was still working, and I silently thanked modern plumbing for surviving blizzards. I didn’t thank God. He was the reason I was stuck here in the first place.I went to find my injured fawn. She had put water in the coffee pot without grounds, and was waiting for hot water to drip out of it so she could make a cup of hot chocolate. We had a variety of tea bags and a can of hot chocolate mix. We had coffee, too, but we used the same brewer to produce all of. She had beautiful golden-brown hair, sky-blue eyes and a wonderful ass that she loved to flaunt with tight outfits. She loved male attention but she was not too bright. The men could not take their eyes off her when she was in tight jeans. They all had the hots for her from the very first day her husband Hutch introduced her to his new friends. Hutch knew he had a trophy wife and was keenly aware of the sexuality she exuded. Their marriage, however, was almost done for when his government job. It had fallen asleep during the shadowing process. The bath was almost full, and Heather and Laura had already taken up residence in it. I walked over with my hard cock swinging. I slid quietly into the bath, moaning a bit as the hot water caressed my body. Laura moved over and quickly lined my cock up with her pussy. She speared herself on my cock and started to grind slowly up and down. I played with her tits as she started to go faster still. I could feel myself ready for a shot right into.