The sun came up early the next day. Kaitlyn was still asleep. I realized I had my hand on Kaitlyn's tit. Reluctantly, I removed it. This actually caused her to open her eyes. She rolled over and faced me. "Good morning. Why'd you move your hand? It was keeping my tit warm." She gave me that damn smile again.
"I didn't do it without regrets, but I thought I'd let you sleep a bit."
"That's nice of you. Guess I could use some more." I leaned down to kiss her and left the tent.
She was sleeping before I rezipped the door.
It didn't seem that anyone else was awake yet, so I wandered down to the toilet. By the time I'd gotten back, Cheryl was sitting in front of a small fire where she had a coffee pot getting warm. "Good morning. I'm surprised to see you awake already."
I just smiled. "I usually get up early these days. Oddly enough, when I was married, I could never get up early. Frustrated my ex to no end."
"Well, after listening to you and Kaitlyn, I figured you'd be out cold for most of the day."
I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. "You could hear us?"
"You're kidding, right? I don't know what you did to her, but she let out a scream that I'm pretty sure only the dead didn't hear. It took me another hour to get back to sleep."
I was so embarrassed and I knew that Kaitlyn would be too. "I'm sorry, I had no idea she was that loud. I hope nobody says anything in front of her."
"Oh, do you think that'll end your sex-a-thon? After whatever you did to her, I'm sure she won't hesitate to come back for more."
Great. All I could hope for was that nobody would say anything too embarrassing about it.
Cheryl was looking at me and wasn't hiding her smile. She was definitely having fun with it. "So, what exactly did you do to her? Maybe I can make a request."
"You'll have to find out from her. I learned a long time ago not to kiss and tell."
"Oh and a gentleman too. You're just making it tougher and tougher." Cheryl grew silent for a minute. "I think I'll just have to have a talk with her."
"I get the sense I'm about to get into some trouble."
Cheryl said, "Has it been tough for you to play the field again?"
"Yeah. Kaitlyn is actually the first girl that I've been happy with."
"And I'm sure it has nothing to do with the constant sex."
"No, really. She's easy going, fun and smart. I've only dated girls my age and most have them have become bitter for whatever reason. Kaitlyn doesn't have that bitterness. The fact that she's amazing sexually is just an added bonus."
"Maybe I need to start going to the college bars. The guys I've dated are just as bad as the woman you've dated. Maybe even worse. One guy went so far as to ask me if a hotel was OK because he was still living in a house with his mom. The worst part is that we hadn't even gone out on a date. And we never did. I still haven't had sex since we broke up."
Ouch. Last night probably didn't help matters. "You must be tearing through some batteries", I joked. She just laughed at that.
"Well, until last night, it had been a while since I've needed them." Cheryl got a sly look on her face. "Maybe Kaitlyn will let me borrow you for a couple of hours."
I decided to hold my tongue at that. "So you haven't met anyone you'd sleep with?"
"When we first broke up, I tried. But most of the guys I met just didn't do anything for me. Then I went on this date with a guy a friend had set me up with. The date was great and we went back to his place. He offered me some wine and we sat on he couch talking. I was waiting on him to make a move and tried to drop all kinds of hints. He finally made his move and spilled my wine all over me. I was so horny, I just laughed it off and made a comment how he did that to get my clothes off. I was hoping he would take the hint, but all he did was keep apologizing. I finally had enough and left. I got home, stripped my clothes off and grabbed my favorite toy and went to town. But I was so frustrated, nothing happened and I just fell asleep."
"Wow, what a loser. You should have just stripped your clothes off there. Maybe he would have taken the hint."
"I doubt it. What about you? Any stories like that?"
"Well, maybe not quite like that, but plenty of horror stories."