She stepped out of the tent with a towel wrapped around her body, a bar of soap in one hand and a small bottle of shampoo in her other hand. She stepped across the rough ground to me and without a word stood in front of me waiting, a little smile on her face. She stood waiting until I stood up. She took my hand and led me off into the woods and down the hill towards the lake. It was dark out, except for the nearly full moon shining down on us. She led me to the edge of the lake and stopped. Letting go of my hand, she unhooked the towel from itself, letting it fall to the shoreline around her feet. She set down the shampoo on her towel and then waded into the lake, completely naked. She waded out about knee deep and then turned to face me.
Using one hand she scooped water up and drizzled it across her body. She dipped her hand into the water over and over, raining it down on her body as she stood and grinned at me, knowing how much it was teasing me. With her body wet, she started to rub the bar of soap around her body, lathering up her big soft tits. She motioned for me to join her, and in moments I was pulling off my clothes, stripping on the shore until I was as naked as she was. I waded out to her and she handed me the bar of soap. She reached for my hand and waded deeper, stepping backwards and drawing me with her.
She stopped when the water was lapping around her thighs, nearly touching her pussy. She waited for me to start rubbing her all over her body, lathering over her breasts again and then down her body until she was all soapy. She stepped back and dipped down into the lake to rinse off. She stood again and stepped to me, taking the soap from me. She began to rub it all over me. I enjoyed her hands, rubbing on my chest and then lower until both soapy hands were stroking my hard dick.
She held me in one hand and turned around, bending over and guiding me towards her pussy. I slid my hands up her body, cupping each big breast as I pressed my head between her lips. "Ohhhhhh damn," I groaned as I pressed into her, sinking slowly into her wet depths. I felt my head press to her cervix, bumping gently against the end of her vagina. I started to slide in and out of her, driving slowly in and out of her depths, the lake making ripples around our legs as I pumped my hips back and forth.
"Oh fuck," she moaned in front of me, as I squeezed her tits, using them as handles as I pumped harder into her. In and out I drove, stroking my engorged head along her vaginal walls and that sensitive spot just a little ways inside her. "Oh god. Gonna come," she moaned loudly as I pumped my hips in and out, working myself towards the same point quickly.
"OH FUCK!" she squealed loudly, her voice echoing across the dark quiet lake.
"AHHHHHH!" I gasped as my body bucked hard into her pussy as it spasmed around me, her whole body shuddering and trembling. I felt gush after gush flow into her as we climaxed together.
I lay in the bed, panting, her bare back pressed to my chest and my thighs against hers. I could feel my cock twitching inside her still spasming pussy as she lay against me, panting as hard as I was. "Thank you," she whispered quietly as my cock softened inside her.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"
"Me?" Amanda asked innocently.
"Yeah. I think you did."
"Okay. I did. I'm enjoying how it feels to be with you and also how it feels inside when we're doing things, you know, out there."
"I have noticed a penchant for being outside in our little encounters. You like having sex outside?"
"I've always wanted to, but my husband wasn't interested, and then it was too late to try and convince him," she said quietly.
"You want to? For real some time?" I whispered as I gently massaged the breast I still had in my hand.
"I'd love to, but I think I'd be way to nervous to really enjoy it," she whispered back. "So, for now, these little encounters will do."
"We'll see," I answered, liking her more every time we had one of these little events.
I closed my eyes and drifted off back to sleep.
It felt good to wake up next to a woman again. It had been a long time, well except for one night in the hospital, but that felt very different than this. Waking up next to Amanda was...comfortable. I doubted that my daughter would appreciate the relationship Amanda and I were having. But she had to have some idea that we were going to be doing this. I won't say sleeping together because it's so much more than that.
I lay there, holding her, feeling her gentle breathing, amazed that it wasn't happening again. Maybe it was because she was asleep, maybe it was something else, but either way, it felt good to hold her and not have THAT happen. It was almost another half hour before she woke up, and again, it still didn't happen. We got out of bed, holding hands to test my theory that it's because we were still in physical contact that we weren't having an episode. We finished taking off what little we wore to bed and then showered together, still holding hands or other body parts.
We got all the way through showering and breakfast without it happening. I hoped that we'd get through the trip to the hospital as well, though I had less confidence in that. I wondered if Bonnie would intentionally make it happen.
The two hour ride to the hospital went smoothly, as did my hobbling down to the physical therapy department, thanks to a pair of brown cotton gloves Amanda was wearing. Not that either of us were adverse to having sex again, but that we weren't sure we wanted to have it in the middle of the hospital corridor. Bonnie greeted us almost as soon as I sat in the waiting room, coming to get me wearing a pair of heavy purple latex gloves.
"Learning, huh?" I asked as she walked with me back into one of the rooms.
"As much as I loved what happened...um...my husband wasn't so thrilled."
"He found out?"
"About you? No. I didn't tell him we had sex. But I kinda let it slip that when I touched you, I had that...um...dream. And he kept poking at me until I told him what it was. He wasn't expecting to find out that I'm bisexual."
"That could be a shock. But you know. If you wanted to, you could take your friend home, and both of you could play with her," I said quietly as she helped me settle on the small bench.
"I don't know how well that'd work," she said softly, looking up as Tracy, the target of her desires, walked in. "We're going to work on some range of motion exercises," Bonnie said more loudly. "Lay back. Now you can have your friend help you do these at home if you want. You need to do them at least four times a day."
"Okay," I answered with a grunt as she lifted my leg and holding it straight, pressed it up and back.
