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We don't have a towel to dry ourselves after the return swim, so I my sacrifice my shirt, we rub each other; it's obvious we have a passionate connection, as it culminates in a quickie, me behind her; her arms outstretched leaning on a tree.
On the hike back I ask as many questions as I can think about their lesbian relationship; and what and why of Wendy and my marriage, and how they see as this threesome might work moving forward.
I get positive reinforcement every time, Janet does truly understand our relationship and that the throuple dynamic would be more than just sex.
We chat about options of our future together. Janet consistently reminding me, Wendy loves me as much as her, and how much she wants us together as a threesome.
We stop at one point for a heart to heart, serious conversation, how we both desired each other since the beginning, but because we both loved and respected Wendy, we both held back.
Each of us sees our lovemaking together as exceptional; we discuss feelings or concerns of jealousy, rivalry, reapportion.
"Wendy loves us both so much, she's been struggling with telling you, the longer she put it off the tougher it became; fearing you'd leave her. It's going to take effort, communication, and time to meld; the time has come, it's now, we're ready; it's now up to you, how do you want to proceed?"
I find out so much about their relationship on our hike; and a clarity on Wendy and mine as well.
We return to camp, Dave is reading, Janet goes to him hoping to get insight on his day with Wendy, he is quiet, stand offish, reluctant to communicate at all.
Wendy is asleep in our tent.
I start building a big fire, Janet is quietly arguing with Dave on the log bench. Wendy unzips the tent, as she is crawling out, I go to her.
As she stands, she wraps her arms around me. I give her a long passionate kiss, with a tight embrace.
"How's your ankle?"
"Do you hate me, I am so sorry I am such a coward and couldn't bring myself to confessing, I feel terrible." she is crying.
"You now know we planned today; my ankle isn't sore. I tried so many times to tell you about our lesbian love; we can't stop; we love each other too much." Still sobbing.
"I love you both so much, and I don't want to lose either of you. We felt it best you find out from Janet, to avoid bringing up any baggage from our marriage." After another emotional kiss, her arms still tight around me.
"I'm relieved you didn't stay overnight."
I hug her tight, and gently move with her into the tent.
"Wendy, I was stunned, but Janet explained it well; I have carefully considered this; if this is truly your wish as well, I am willing to try the threesome route."
"Oh Sweety, you don't know how happy that makes me, I wanted this since we met, I always regretted not being forthright; but never knew how I could disclose my craving for Janet, without you getting jealous." She pulls me on top of her.
"I've been so guilty keeping our lesbian lust a secret; but I'm confident earlier might have hurt our relationship. I believe we can make this work."
We make out intimately, passionately for a long time.
"We also devised a continuation plan; if you accepted our throuple future; so, go along with us on the return hike, ok?"
"Oh, yes my love, that sounds awesome" She open mouth kisses me.
"Dave is sexually frustrating, I had to masturbate. Janet made plans divorce him. Our plan will satisfy all of us; I know it."
We begin making passionate love.
"Sweety, let's do this out there, I want us to include J."
"Ok. I understand."
I follow Wendy, she goes directly to Janet, and they kiss passionately. I hear them whispering, giggling; then Wendy beckons me.
We wrap our arms around each other, and we awkward at first, attempt our first threesome kiss.
We cook the wieners and wrap them in the bread we brought. The gals have been goofy, giggling like schoolgirls the entire time.
I'm amazed Dave has inquired to what's going on, maybe he knows.
"Dave is there any gin left?"
"Yes, about 1/3 of a bottle."
"You prefer gin over wine, don't you?" I ask.
"Yup."
"Ok you drink the gin; we'll share the wine we brought from the island."
We sit on a blanket leaning against the log, Wendy on my left, Janet on my right, between Dave and me. We pass the wine bottle back and forth. Janet has twisted to cuddle me, her back to Dave
The alcohol is dwindling, as is twilight, darkness falls, I toss a couple logs on the fire and begin sharing highlights of our hike.
"Wendy, it is truly a beautiful place, mountain backdrop, the pristine lake, a short swim in deep, cold water to an island."
"The wildlife on the island was spectacular, better than you previously described Wendy" Janet said.
"Wait, what wildlife, there's no wildlife on the island, and how could Wendy describe it; she's never been there." Dave's slurring his words somewhat; coherent enough to question the reasoning but drunk enough to not comprehend.
