I laughed then apologized for being insensitive. I told them I had some sun burn cream but it was green and sticky. I helped slather the girls with t...he cream and they turned in early. I jacked off twice thinking about those two lovely ladies. They cheerily woke me bright and early the next morning. I needed a shower in the worst way. “Excuse me girls but I need a shower. I don’t know if you want to flip a coin and the loser has to help me, but one of you is going to have to help me inside. You are worried about Spike and Rod? Don't fret, they are well taken care of." Seren sat on the side of the bed and tossed a duffle bag from the floor between Lauren's spread legs, letting the sheet fall off. "And we have some things to talk about, you and I, so don't let yourself get distracted worrying about them." Seren leaned in close. "I need to know what the HSA knows," she whispered. "And who in the HSA knows." She smiled again. "And what they are intending to do about it. And I know. Hell, Lynne even went so far as to completely replace the bed and all the bed linens, giving the old stuff to Good Will. It still didn’t work. Like I told Lynne and the counselor, I still loved her, I could forgive her, but I couldn’t get the pictures out of my mind of Scott fucking her. Every time Lynne undressed, I saw in my mind that she was doing it for Scott. When she caressed me, it was Scott she was caressing. It got to the point that sex was virtually impossible. When we tried to have. My mind is fuzzy and my sex is hot with the need for him, the anticipation… I wrap my legs around him, encouraging, begging. He pushes into me fully and stops. Mmmmm… yes. Yes. We both moan. I open my eyes again, I must see his face. I must see the desire and pleasure on his face. So amazing, this love of ours. From somewhere outside myself I see us, I take in our situation. We are fully clothed, shoes on and everything, and he is fucking me on a table in the pale evening light at our Chamber.