Kellie spent the night alone with Steve in the boat's cabin. Chris and Gary didn't give me any shit about it- they still hoped they'd get their own night alone with her as planned. We all ended up just crashing on couches on the back of the boat instead of putting in for a campsite. It was a beautiful night and not a cloud in the sky.
It was weird kissing her good night and leaving her alone with Steve but I think it would have been weird to stay with them and watch all night. As much as all of this turned me on, there was an element that I couldn't quite put my finger on. An uneasiness.
Being on the boat, we would occasionally hear a moan or a grunt. They were certainly making the most of their time together. It was hot knowing that Steve had thought of her sexually for years and this was a release of that tension. I don't think Kellie had ever thought of him in that way, but she is a sexual woman so it was no big surprise she was enjoying the sex she was having with him. She had made a comment to me about having forgotten what it was like having sex with someone else. There was something in her voice as she said it. An excitement I hadn't heard in some time.
At one point during the early morning hours I was awoken. The other guys were still out cold, so I crept down to look in on the two of them.
Not sure if they had slept earlier and re-awoken, but they were fucking again. Steve was pounding her from behind and she was up in his arms, kissing him over her shoulder.
She broke their kiss and whispered something. I could only make out her saying something about "...this what you wanted?"
He moaned in response. His deeper voice was easier to make out. "For so long, Kellie. Brad's so lucky to have you. I'd have made a play for you so long ago if he wasn't my best friend."
Her response was a little clearer. "There's a small part of me that wished you had."
It was not something I'd have expected her to say. I suddenly had flashes of what could have been, an alternate reality that never happened where she was fucking with Steve for years, maybe behind my back. It made no sense to feel a desire for that reality, but I did.
Kellie was my everything, yet the idea of her running around behind my back, fucking of all people my best friend, had me hard. I might need to process that thought more.
I backed out to give them privacy, which was funny in and of itself.
I went to a couch in the front of the boat, partially to be further away from hearing them and partially to not be next to the other guys as I jerked off to relieve myself. I came inside my swimsuit and fell back to sleep.
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Morning came and the sun woke me up with its harsh rays. Chris and Gary had stirred as well and one of them had thankfully started a big pot of coffee.
We talked about the days plans, including some talk about doing some float pulls down the river. We didn't mention the couple below and Chris didn't mention the impending start to his day with Kellie, although I saw him glance towards the cabin a few times.
Steve and Kellie finally emerged after about an hour or so. She looked very well fucked and didn't really attempt to hide it. She wore a fresh bikini and came over to give me a sweet peck on the lips. But then she went over and sat in Steve's lap to drink her coffee.
It was a simple choice and it made sense if she was still "his" until noon, but I found it harder to take than everything that had so far transpired on the trip. It was the casualness of the decision. She had sat with him the day before, but it was a little more awkward, like they were still feeling the situation out. That morning, it was like they were long-term lovers and she wanted to be close to him. The other guys just rolled with it and I did as well. Even when she leaned in to nuzzle his neck.
I busied myself by making some eggs and bacon on a griddle we had with us. Everyone was hungry, so the breakfast was well received. After we ate, Steve and Kellie went back down into the cabin with some words of "getting ready for the day" but with the way they had been lightly caressing each other I suspected they wanted to fool around some more.
Chris started getting the float inflated and Gary came up to me out of earshot of Chris.
"Hey man, you doing ok with all of this?"
I was probably less close with Gary than the other two, so it was nice of him to ask.
"Yeah. It's all pretty hot but, you know, there are moments of small doubts."
"Sure. I can imagine," he replied. "But this is something you're both into, right?"
"Oh, yeah. For sure."
