No time, breakfast is burning.

Reluctantly I returned to the kitchen. I felt full of mixed emotions, I was so horny, but at the same time I felt, left out I guess? It was preoccupied as I was that lead me to drop the pot.

It clanged loudly on the floor, and I cursed as I bent over to pick it up. I grabbed a towel on my way down and started to clean it. I turned, wiping the floor, and froze. Two feet were in front of me. I looked up, and Charlotte smiled down, clad only in a pillow case she had wrapped around and held up like a skirt. I gaped at her heavy breasts hanging above me, and quickly stood. My semi erect penis flaring back to life.

"Are you doin' all Raht? Looks like yoah havin' trouble out heah." She observed with eyes full of mirth.

"Oh, yeah, well.. you know how it goes.." I half heartedly responded, unsure how to react, having just seen her masturbating furiously to what I assumed was my wife having sex with her partner.

She grinned, and leaned in, "Oh yeah." She spoke right into my ear, "Kaila has filled me in on yoah cock.. Told me all about what you plan to do to yoah poor little wifey..." She said with a wicked tone.

Before I could stammer out a reply, she had reached out with both hands and grasped by raging erection through my clothes. Her makeshift skirt fell away as she did so, revealing a vagina over in fluids, looking engorged, wet, and slight gaped.

She didn't do anything but hold it as I stood transfixed, unsure. "Mmmhmm, she has told me much about how good you can be, how your big cock fills her up, stretches her pussy just right, how you found her, take her, make her yoahs." She was staring into my eyes now, speaking low, intensely. "How you do her any chance you get, yoah gorgeous thing deep inside, making her full of passion and yoah come."

She smiled, and released my cock, stepping back a pace as I panted with arousal.

"Ah Can't. Good as that sounds, I'm sorry Brent." With a sad smile and wave she backed away as I admired her body, sad, and so horny. I didn't know if I liked this combination. With one last look she went back to the room, leaving me alone.

I thought about that encounter for a long time as I finished making breakfast, wondering what it all meant. I was unsure of how things were progressing, but I knew Kaila did love me. Right?

As I set the table, I looked out on another gorgeous day. There was no way in hell I was going to spend it all indoors, and I realized that there was a swimming hole about a mile up a path from the cabin. It had been one of the reasons I had picked this cabin in the first place: I liked seeing Kaila in a bikini.

"Do I tell him, or do I just let his imagination run wild?" Kaila asked rhetorically from the back hall, her green robe pulled about herself. Behind her, the other two women were exiting the bedroom.

"Tell me what?" I asked, gesturing to the table I had laid out in an invitation.