"Hey stud, wake up," Suzanne said as she gently shook me. "Time to rise and shine!"
"Ohhhh what time is it?" I groaned as I rolled over to look at her.
"Past eight. Your charges are waiting to go fishing." She answered with a smile. "Must have been a good night!"
"Uh...Yeah." I answered as she got up from the edge of the bed. "I've wanted to ask you what that was all about."
"Simple. Girls talk, and you were the topic of conversation after our little tryst in the shower. Seems Marlene was feeling her oats, too. We decided to draw straws so to speak. Pam won." She said with a disappointed sigh.
"I didn't know I was a contest." I said with a slight tone of irritation as I kicked the covers off, forgetting that I was only partly dressed.
"Oh, definitely not a contest. If you want all three of us at once you can have that. We just thought you would prefer one on one." She said as she stood staring at my morning hardon. "In fact I can arrange for one of us to take care of you right now." She added as she stepped back over to the bed and sat down, reaching out to caress my hard cock.
"I thought I was late." I said with a sigh as she ran her hand gently up and down the length of my shaft while my hand began to unconsciously rub back and forth across her shirt covered tit.
"You are. Guess we'll have to save this for later." She answered, pulling her hand from my cock and getting up to walk away. "Breakfast in five." She added as she disappeared out the door, leaving the curtain half open.
I climbed out of bed and pulled the curtain shut before digging out clothes and starting to dress. It took me a few more than five minutes to get dressed and everyone else was eating by the time I finally made it to the great room, stopping by the always on computer sitting on the desk near the dinning area. There were a few jokes about me sleeping in, the more suggestive ones coming from Marlene. I doubted that any of the men had a clue what had gone on, if they did they clearly didn't care if their wives got naked in front of another man or not.
"Temps are a bit warmer today, so who do we have going this morning?" I asked the group as I opened the local weather report on the computer.
"How warm is warmer?" Patricia asked from across the table.
"Well, we're going to have a heat wave. It's almost twenty five right now and the weather report shows we should get almost to forty." I answered as I turned from where I was looking at the computer screen back to the dinner table.
"Oh that is warm. I'm in then. How about you, Marlene?" Pat asked.
"Sounds good. If I could brave single digits this will feel warm." She answered.
"You sure you want to go again, Marlene?" Dave asked, almost as if he were irritated that she had gone the previous day.
"Sure why not?" Marlene retorted. "You can't have all the fun you know!"
"Well Mike, I hope you can handle two of them." Randal said, shaking his head, as if having women along ice fishing were somehow a bad idea.
"It's just fishing," I answered him, drawing smiles from both Patricia and Marlene.
We finished breakfast and I went to get dressed in my heavy clothes. With the warmer weather I stripped off my long johns before pulling on my heavy bib overalls. The insulation in them was enough that I was almost wishing I had brought a lighter pair. It was too cold for just pants and long johns, but almost too warm for my extra heavy outerwear, which was designed to keep me warm in temperatures down to thirty below zero. Lower if I was active. With just my heavy bibs on and my coat under my arm I headed out to the equipment room to get the bait ready, glad that I had prepped everything the night before.
"So this is where it all starts?" Patricia asked from behind me.
"Yep," I answered, looking to see if she was alone. "And Patricia...thank you for last night." I finished with a whisper.
"Thank you, too," she whispered back. "And it's Pat to my friends, and of course my lovers."
"Ok Pat," I said with a grin as I closed the bait bucket and turned to carry it to the sled. As I strapped it down the rest of the group gathered in the garage, the ladies seeming to be as eager to go as the guys.
"I've got a different place in mind for today. We can head out there and see if we can raise a few larger ones and maybe a few Northern Pike as well," I said. "Go ahead and get helmets and we'll head out."
Everyone got a helmet and slipped it on while I pulled my coat on. I was the last one dressed, stepping onto the snowmobile in front of Patricia, Marlene choosing to ride with her husband on this trip. We all hit the starters and headed out into the bright morning sunshine.
We had barely started the ride out when I felt Pam slide her hands up under my coat, apparently having compared notes with Marlene from the day before. We were less than a mile down the lake before her hand had my zipper down and my pants undone and her hand wrapped around my hardening cock. "You better be careful not to start anything you can't finish," I said over the sound of the engine.
"Trust me; I can finish anything I start after last night. I wasn't sure I could go through with it, and probably wouldn't have if you hadn't started sucking on my nipples. They are sooooo sensitive and once you started that you had me." She answered, squeezing and stroking my cock to accentuate her statement.
"Aren't you afraid that Randal will find out?"
"As if he would care. He hasn't had sex with me in over a year, so I doubt he will care a whole lot," she answered.
"I see."
"One more thing you should know," she said over the wind as we started a long turn around a point jutting out into the lake.
"What's that," I asked?
"If you seek hard enough you will find a surprise. That's all I'm going to say," she said with a laugh.
I wondered what she meant, but didn't have to wonder long, because we were quickly approaching where we were going to fish. I slowed the snowmobile and stopped in the middle of a semicircular bay with the tops of bull rushes sticking up through the ice. This particular bay had been a good producer of Northern's and Muskies in warmer weather and I was counting on them coming back up into the shallows to feed during the middle of the day even under the ice. I started out drilling holes in the ice while the guys started placing tip-ups in them.
I was placing the holes pretty far apart, trying to cover most of the bay, and before I could get all the holes drilled we had the first fish on the line. I walked all the way back to the second hole, where the flag had gone up and watched Mark bring in a small Northern, which we threw back. I walked the whole way back to the farthest hole and just got the ice auger started when another flag went up. I let Dave handle it while I drilled the last two holes and walked back to the equipment sled.
"This is a super spot!" Dave said as he pulled a nice thirty plus inch Northern out of the ice.
"Yeah. But we're spread pretty far. How about if we split and take one shanty down toward the other end?" I asked, not really wanting to walk the whole way again.
"Fine by me. You want to take the girls down that way?" Dave asked.
