Not much happened the week following the Doe party. That was likely no surprise. Bob hadn't been fiddling much with his wife, and Julie hadn't been over as yet either. It wasn't until Thursday that he had even gotten the urge to jack off, let alone please a woman. But he thought to himself, boy, that sure was some weekend.
He was still curious about the mystery girl. He had not encountered her yet. And it was starting to play on his imagination. All the girls in the room had sure been amused with themselves though. He could still imagine the satisfaction he had felt while he was fucking her.
Everything about her was still so clear in his mind's eye. He was sure he would be able to recognize her again if all he had to work with was the feel of her ass. He knew she had a mole on her left cheek. And he figured he could identify her by the feel of her pussy flesh.
Damn though, they had really chuckled. He recalled how they had hooted as he made that final grunt and pumped himself into her warm wetness. There was something about that. Somehow it was an inside joke he was not in on. Just who was that woman. Why was it so amusing watching him unload his load into that particular woman. It had to be someone that technically he shouldn't have been fucking. But who? He pondered it on occasion, but no one seemed unduly taboo. Or at least the ones that seemed unlikely just HAD to be unlikely.
And there was no way to establish the "new member" was the same woman he was pondering as well. It could just as easily be one of the other females there. Who knows, it might not even be a woman that had been at the party. Of course that didn't make sense. He generally encountered new members sexually before they made the choice to be part of the club. Technically quite a few had that option now. He had lost count, and was unable to say just how many cunts he slid had into at the Doe Party.
Sitting at the computer musing though, had left him quite erect. Finally he was in a mood to jack off. Seemed like this was uncommon now. Last few months sure had been some switch in lifestyle. He would have laughed greatly if someone had postulated this existence a year ago. He had pared back his collection of visual material on the computer. Didn't seem all that important to him any more.
He loaded up the gallery and rubbed some oil on himself. He sat there in just a shirt, massaging his cock while enjoying a few pics of atypical images. He had lost the obsession with cumshots. That certainly was old news now. He slowly pumped himself not specifically in earnest. Then his wife June walked in from grocery shopping.
"I see you are feeling revitalized Bob dear" she called from inside the kitchen.
"Yeah been thinking of that gal none of you women will talk about" he said over his shoulder.
All he got back was a muted giggle from June. He heard her plunking down canned goods and other items.
"Ooooh wouldn't you like to know heheh".
Yeah I just can't for the life of me think who would let me fuck them, and would warrant such secrecy eh".
Bob continued to masturbate thinking of several women, but was unable to convince himself it could be one of them. He off handedly dismissed his sister. Nah that wasn't going to happen no matter how drunk they made her. His mother was out, heck he would recognize an older woman he thought for sure. He was just unable to ponder someone else totally taboo.
June entered the living room area to see him with his erect cock in hand getting a good pumping.
"Its like totally unrelated I assure ya, but I got a phone call while you were out. You must have signed up as available or something. Anyways, they asked you to be the guy they have to provide "security" for a Scouting outing. I took the liberty of volunteering you. I knew you would go." June snickered a bit over that last comment.
"Oh yeah? You mean they need me on a camping trip thing, cool. But you are hiding details somehow. I can hear it in your voice.
"Yeah has nothing to do with your regular group. Not even actually Scouts I think. Well yes its Scouting I suppose." She wandered back into the kitchen to leave Bob hanging wondering.
"What?! Well tell me the rest damn it June!" Bob spluttered out.
He overheard her in the kitchen. "How about you finish what you got going there first eh".
She heard his chair creak a bit then his breathing got a bit more rough. Maybe a short bit after as she was just getting groceries finished, she heard him moan slightly, and assumed he was unloading his cock at that moment. Then she heard him get up and he walked into the kitchen, his oily cock being wiped off by a towel.
"Ok tell me. I can think clearly now that this thing is no longer a going concern."
"Ok, basically, they need you to assist a group of Girl Guides that are taking a canoeing excursion. I guess you were the lucky name that got picked heheh".
"What? Just me? Bob asked somewhat incredulous.
"Well ya you see you are ah safe because you are a married man".
Both smirked at same time over that one.
"It's set for this weekend. You are taking a bus up north and then picking up the canoes on site I suppose. It supposed to be a Friday evening trip up, and back Monday night. Guess your lucky it's a long weekend.
"Hmmm guess I only have today and tomorrow to prepare then".
"Are you up to this dear? I mean are you going to make it ok?"
"Well it's a given I will be some completely worthless the rest of the week I suppose.
So Bob set to ponder what would be required. It intrigued him that he was being sent into the sticks with a handful of young women alone though. Someone must have thought there was merit to having a man along. Enough so that it was no big deal he was one man with several women.
The next day flew by and Bob had to hustle to get his gear in order. He wasn't actually taking much. It was just a weekend. A second set of clothes, bug stuff, and light easy food to carry. Only thing that was going to be a nuisance was water as far as he saw it. He wasn't planning on taking any sort of fancy sleeping back though. A decent fire blanket would be fine.
So all packed he was ready. He had arranged a lift over to the bus and was happy to see he wasn't to late.
He arrived to see a number of girls and one older woman getting gear stashed onto a common school bus.
"Howdy, I guess this is the place" Bob commented casually.
"Hello" said the older woman cheerfully. "You must be Bob I guess".