heard the phone ring, as I was dusting the perfume bottles at the pharmacy
where I worked. It was almost closing time, I had to get the clean up done
before I left for the night. I heard the tremble in the voice of old Mike
the pharmacist, and the sound of the rotary phone as he dialed Kevin's
number. I wondered what was wrong. We worked with arial rescue, and I knew
Kevin was one of the volunteer pilots.
I had met Kevin just a few months earlier, when he had hired me on the
spot for this job. I had just left my husband and really needed to get
the money coming in again. He had also recomended me to the new bar owner
next door, so I worked part time there too. Kevin and Dr. Tom were some
of my best clients at the bar, very much the gentlemen, but attentive and
flirtatious. They both made me feel feminine, appreciated, something I
needed since my husband had left my fragile ego a little damaged. Thier
tips were always generous, welcomed, and needed. The divorce was expensive,
but I wanted no traces left of my husband.
Mike was pale as he finally hung up the phone. "I need you to meet Kevin
and Dr. Tom at the airport. There has been an accident at the old sheep
camp and they are flying out there. Hurry!!!"
He handed me a small package filled with the supplies they might possibly
need. Since it was so close to closing time I took my car. I knew the way
to the small airport. I could hear the sound of the little twin engine
as I pulled into the parking lot. Kevin smiled as I handed him the package.
I blushed and swallowed hard as my eyes caught small yellow plane pin striped
distinctively with swirls. No one could ever forget those markings, and
I had seen them before. Both Kevin and Dr. Tom grinned as I suddenly lost
my voice. Thankfully neither said a word. The doors closed and they were
off. It took a minute to regain my composure, how embarassing.
It all suddenly made sense. Kevin had recognized me the day I came to the
store looking for a job. The tips, the admiring glances, they knew. It
had been my husband's idea, not mine. I had always been afraid to tell
him no, always enjoying the wickedness he managed to bring out in me, but
frightened by it too.
We often went down to that sheltered canyon with it's sandy beaches, shady
scrub oaks, and little stands of willow. The river was clear there, not
too deep, and warm enough to be comfortable for most of the year.The day
was hot, too hot to be out on the desert even this close to the water.
I sprinkled some water onto my face, dribbling a little down on the old
button shirt with the sleeves rolled up. My tanned legs just barely covered
by the almost too short cutoffs, I waded out into the river. Dan followed
We hadn't been married long. His lean, well muscled body and his bright
blue eyes were beautiful, a perfect foil for his wicked soul. He never
ceased to amaze me with his delightfully, decadent desires and with how
knowingly he fulfilled my passions. He unbuttoned the old shirt slowly,
first teasing a youthful nipple through my flimsy wisp of a bra.
His fingers knew just how
to arouse my tiny nipples, to make them twist and harden with desire. Exposing
the one, he leaned down & playfully suckled, never taking his hand
from the other.
I was always amazed at the practiced dexterity with which he removed my
bra, just a quick flick & it was undone. It joined my shirt, idly tossed
to shore. I was nervous, not comfortable being almost naked, even in this
secluded little place. His hand unbuttoned my cut offs. His eyes never
leaving mine as he slid them over my smooth thighs, first off one foot,
then the other.
I trembled as he looked at me, carefully studying every inch of my body.
His clothing joined mine on the sandy shore. His hands slowly explored
me, arousing my most intimate desires in spite of the surroundings... His
strong fingers toyed with my hard little nub, and found my opening ready
He picked me up and carried me to deeper water. He laid me back onto the
water, placing my knees onto his strong shoulders... His tongue finding
it's mark, as my right hand gently spread my lower lips to make access
that much easier. I saw he eyes constantly darting to one of the stands
of willow. A tousled shock of blonde hair just visible made me quiver and
tighten. I wanted to hide, Dan wouldn't let me move, he held me tight.
He kept on with what he was doing, my body unconsciously trembling, begging
for more but my mind wishing no one had seen... I could stand no more as
his fingers penetrated just below where his lips held me, urging me on
to climax. I stifled a scream and relaxed into the waves of orgasm, sputtering
river water as I lost my ability to float.
Dan laughed and called out to that tousled shock of hair "wanna join us?"
He was a little shorter and a little more stocky than Dan, his top lip
and chin covered with whiskers that matched his hair. His dark eyes a contrast
to the sun bleached lightness of his hair. Looking at the crotch of his
levis, I knew his answer. His pants were left on the shore along with the
white t shirt, that covered the bulky muscles of his chest. I could tell
Dan liked the looks of that large cock, that well formed physique. His
own responded by growing even larger and deeper hued. I have always believed
with a little encouragement, it would not have been just me enjoying "strange
The familiar hand caught my breast, fondling and squeezing me just a little
more roughly than I would have liked. The other man watched almost drooling.
My goosebumps weren't just from the water, I wanted what ever it was Dan
had planned. I knew he was offering me to this gorgeous creature, and I
wanted them both. I hated myself right then, knowing just how much I loved
sexual play, the overwhelming sensations of my personal pleasure. This
would be a new experience, one to be remembered.
The calloused hand was soooo gentle as it touched my nipple, it was all
I could do to hide my desire. I looked into the dark eyes and smiled, trying
to ignore what was going on. "What should I call you?"
"aaaaaaahhhh, Buddy", Dan pushed my breasts together, holding them there.
Buddy teased them with his tongue, then gently nipped with his teeth. I
could feel Dan's cock pulsing against my back side, totally enjoying the
scene... again we moved to the deeper water, Dan supporting my head, placing
my knees over Buddy's shoulders this time. It was a masculine hand this
time holding me open, exposing my tender flesh to this stranger, tugging
my young flesh taut.
The heavy droning of a small yellow plane broke the near silence of the
moment. It turned and flew lower. Dan still held me there, proud of the
one who was his, of what he possessed. The plane passed over once more
as I wanted to flee, wanted to hide. As it passed this time, the wings
tilted as if to say thanks and flew on.
MMMMMMMMM...aaaaaaaahhhhh...yyyeyeeesss!!! As much as I tried not to, I
had to give into the moment. Buddy's eyes smiled as he looked across at
Dan, knowing just what he had invited him to share.
I finally quit shaking enough to turn the key in the ignition. I squirmed
against the dampness my memories had created, wishing I didn't need that
job so much......