Greetings beloved readers, this is the first part of a five part series. I will post each chapter about a week apart. Many thanks to fellow authors and occasional collaborators Friskee_cpl who gave me notes on the story and whose stories served as a vital inspiration for this tale.
The cabin's tiny shower was difficult to fine-tune, demanding ample patience to finesse into the comfortable spot between icy and scalding. Roy impatiently fiddled with the faucet for couple of seconds before mumbling "fuck it" and stepping under the cold water. "I'll be right out," he called to Tuli through chattering teeth. "Don't fall asleep!" Her reply came back as an indiscernible mumble over the sound of the water. Roy nodded to himself. He had no idea what she had said; he was just pleased to confirm she was still awake.
They had got back just a few minutes ago, hot and tipsy from a long evening of drinks and dancing when she'd suggested he take a shower before bed. Guessing her request meant she intended to give him a lengthy blow-job – for he knew his wife preferred to suck a clean dick - he enthusiastically agreed. But when he caught her yawning as he pulled off his shoes, he began to worry that the hours of twirling around the dance floor and banging back rum and cokes was about to send Tuli, who was no night owl to begin with, into an untimely, non-dick-sucking sleep.
He quickly washed his arm pits and chest before focusing careful attention on his crotch and ass. The cold water nearly shrunk his dick out of existence, but he didn't worry. Roy and Tuli had been married long enough that she had seen his equipment in all of its various modes and knew how to give it the right kind of attention to advance it from one state to the next. If she had to work a little harder tonight, well, Roy wasn't going to complain.
As soon as he was sure he had rinsed the last of the soap from under his balls he turned off the water and reached for a towel. "You still with me?" he shouted to Tuli.
"Yeah, I'm still with you."
"Good, I'll be right there."
"No rush Bubbs, I've found something to amuse myself with," she said, calling Roy by one of her ever-expanding series of nicknames for him - Bubba, Bubbulla, Bubby, etc. - all predicated on the word "Bub". (When he'd asked her why she'd merely shrugged and said "It's just fun to say".)
His mind conjured up images of Tuli on the bed, thighs cast wide, toying with a dildo while impatiently waiting for Roy to step out of the bathroom. "What's keeping you amused in there?" he asked hopefully.
"My little friend from cabin E."
Oh, of course,
thought Roy,
the Kid from Cabin E.
They had repeatedly spotted him gazing longingly at Tuli since they checked in a couple of days ago. He had become their silent mascot; a skinny, sad-eyed, ginger-haired young man on vacation with his mother, father and two sisters. He had seemed to fall into deep, unrequited love with Tuli from his first glance of her in a red halter top and tight, white shorts. Whenever they looked up he seemed to be there, sneaking glances at Tuli's full breasts and lovely round ass from the corners of his eyes or from behind various well-worn paperbacks.
At first it had been great fun for Roy to tease Tuli about her admirer. She had rolled her eyes when Roy professed sympathy for the kid and suggested he was certainly masturbating to elaborate fantasies of her. However, late on the second day, Roy caught
her
looking around for E-boy. She started dressing sexier at meal time, down-right slutty in fact. It became obvious to Roy that his wife liked the kid's attention and was getting progressively more exited by relentlessly cock teasing him. It made him a little uneasy but Tuli's little game seemed to bring the spark back into her eyes and dispel the persistent gloom that had lately taken hold of her. If that's what it took to set her mind right, Roy was willing to play along. He'd do anything for her.
"What?" he asked feigning alarm. "You've got E-boy in the bedroom with you!?"
"Not quite, but I think his real name might be Tom."
"Tom? ...Why Tom?"
"As in
peeping
dummy; Peeping Tom... duh."
"What!?" he said, stepping into the doorway of the bathroom. Tuli was standing at the dresser in her lacy black panties and bra. She was turning this way and that, stretching and bending, conspicuously admiring her own body with her eyes and fingers for the benefit of her unseen observer.
"Don't come barging in here, Bubbulla, I don't want him to see you."
"Why not? What are you expecting to happen?"
"I'm just having some fun."
Roy turned off the light in the bathroom and went to the little window next to the shower. He peeked out, but couldn't see anyone loitering in the bushes or lurking behind the windows of the cabin next door. "I don't see him," he said.
"He's in the window. Maybe you can't see him from that angle. I don't think he realizes that the light from the hall behind him makes his silhouette perfectly visible against the blinds; at least, it does from this angle."
Roy was back in the doorway of the bathroom, looking Tuli over. Her dark, silky hair cascaded luxuriously over her tanned shoulders, her full breasts threatened to burst from her skimpy bra and her sheer panties obscured very little of her ass and pussy. Obviously she had selected her undergarments in expectation of some action with Roy after their night out. Damn she looked good. His cock began to recover from the cold shower.
"So," said Roy. "What are you going to do here... now that you have poor 'Tom's' undivided attention?"
"I was thinking of that myself," she said in a serious tone. "I was thinking, should I give him a good, long peek at the goods?"
"That'd be cruel. How can any woman in his future hope to compete."
She turned to him and smiled, scrunching up her nose in delight. "Bing, bing, bing... Right answer! Give that man a prize!"
"When do I collect my prize, after you're done cock-teasing the kid next door?"
"What's wrong Bubby, jealous of E-boy?"
"Baby, you know I'm not the jealous type," he said dismissively. The pure hell of a couple of hyper-jealous, long-term girlfriends in high school and college had instilled in him contempt for that basic human emotion. He liked to think he was above such insecurities. "It's just that I've never seen you get so hot for a guy's attention... including me."
Tuli laughed. "Oh honey, you had no clue how shamelessly I manipulated you when I was reeling you in. That kid next door is just a lark, but when I was going after you it was a full-on
campaign
," she laughed. "You didn't stand a fucking chance mister." With that she reached up and flicked the straps of her bra off her shoulders and turned to face the window. Bracing her arms against her hips, she looked back at herself over her right shoulder as if checking out her ass in the mirror. Roy saw that the edges of her areolas were just barely showing over the top of her bra as it slipped down her body slightly.
