Part II: Nitimur in Vetitum
Lost in her revolving door of thoughts, she had no concept of time. Had she been lying there five minutes or five hours fretting about this? The question was meaningless because she knew the day would dawn and she would be exhausted from her overly excited imagination.
Just then she noticed something. Meri's regular rhythmic breathing had changed. It was now irregular. Then Meri stirred. Lo again feigned slumber. Meri sat up. In the darkness she looked at Lo and her son sleeping like little spoon and big, even though her son was smaller than Lo. He still had his arm tightly wrapped around Lo's torso.
Meri put on some clothes and slipped out of the tent. She returned sometime later and Lo could hear her undressing. Meri got under the covers next to them and Lo could feel Meri's arm reach over to cover both of them. Lo remained immobile, like a stone. She could feel Meri's son remove his arm from over her, roll away from her and toward Meri. She heard Meri whisper, "You're soaked. You bad boy."
In the darkness Lo heard sounds and felt the movements of what she pictured was Meri removing her son's cum-drenched underwear, wiping him up, and then going to sleep again.
Lo was frozen with fear, but eventually exhaustion defeated paranoia and the next thing Lo knew was the birds were chirping, the sun was up, and she felt a hand on her ass, slowly caressing her. In her dreamlike state she thought at first it was me, but then realized where she was and she wondered who was stroking her slowly. She turned her head and saw Meri's son sandwiched between her and Meri. Meri was similarly lying on her stomach as her son also rubbed her naked ass. Two asses up, one small cock pointed at the apex of the tent.
Lo rolled over. "You sure are unabashed," she said.
Lo had had bizarre sex dreams for what little time she was asleep, resulting in a very unsound rest.
It was bright in the tent and, once she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, she could clearly see Meri's son, also very up, his right hand nonchalantly caressing Meri's round rump. Meri was still asleep, or appeared to be at least. Her son seemed comfortable, even proud to be exposed there in the tent, though, in reality, he had very little to be proud of. Lo looked, against her will, and thought it was actually quite cute.
She rebuffed her initial desire and naughty thoughts, stood up, slid on her jeans, and exited the tent to brush her teeth and pee.
When she returned, she found Meri awake, fumbling to make coffee.
"Let me do that," said Lo, getting the fire started and boiling some water.
Eventually the three of them sat awkwardly on the picnic bench as Lo and Meri drank their coffee in the harsh light of day. Meri was clearly hungover. Lo was sleepy. After breakfast, Meri's son said he was going to go exploring, leaving Meri and Lo alone. Lo looked at Meri and said she was going to try to nap.
"Can I join you?" asked Meri.
Lo shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care either way. The truth was, Lo was so tired she didn't have it in her for any sapphic stunts.
She entered the disheveled tent and stretched out over the blankets, sleeping bags, and clothes. Meri followed close behind.
"Lo," whispered Meri.
"Yeah?"
"What's the matter?"
"What the fuck do you think is the matter?"
"I don't know. That's why I'm asking."
There was a long pause. Lo was debating in her mind whether to lean into telling off Meri or simply giver her the silent treatment. She opted to get it off her chest.
"You and I were supposed to have this weekend together. Just us. I was really looking forward to it. And then. . ."
"I'm sorry. Believe me, this is not how I planned it. This is just an emergency. An inconvenience."
"But, he's sleeping with us. And not only that, he kept me up most of the night while you were passed out drunk."
"I'm sorry about that. I think I was anxious. I drank too much. I was trying to calm my nerves. I over did it."
"Still, that doesn't fix the situation. He was hard-up for me, rubbing up on me."
Meri, who had been reclining next to Lo, propping herself up with one arm, looking down at Lo, now let herself lie very close to her, her lips almost touching Lo's earlobe.
"What happened? Tell me all."
"No!" said Lo. "I'm not going to tell you for your amusement."
"Please," begged Meri. "Please tell me."
Meri put her arm around Lo's torso. It was the first time they actually, intimately touched in well over a year. Meri leaned in to kiss Lo. Lo couldn't resist. She reciprocated, open-mouthed, twirling tongues. She had yearned for that for months now.
"Tell me," insisted Meri when their lips had parted.
Lo felt heat course throughout her body, emanating from her heart and surging to her skin. She felt as if she were melting in Meri's arms. As her body liquified, so did her resolve. She gave in. "He held me at night," she began timidly as Meri kissed her neck. "He wrapped his arm around me. He was trying to feel my breasts. I told him he was not allowed," she said. Meri put her hand up Lo's shirt to caress her nipples. "He got hard. I could feel his little pecker poking at me. I tried to ignore it. He knew I wasn't asleep, but we both pretended like we were. He began dry humping me until it wasn't dry anymore. He came. He came in his underwear all over my ass."
Meri reached around to grab Lo's ass and hold her tightly in her arms. Lo liked how much bigger, stronger, and rougher Meri was. She could feel Meri's large breasts pressed up against her own. She felt herself growing wet in her denim shorts. She longed for Meri to reach down there and finally give release to all that pent-up desire she had kept under wraps since before they even left for this vacation.
Just as Meri's fingers were finding their way down below, the two women, whose limbs were intertwined, heard the last thing they wanted to hear: "Ma!"
"Fuck!" said Lo very audibly.
"What?" called Meri to her son outside the tent, not letting go of Lo.
"I'm thirsty, where's the drinks?"
"In the cooler!" Meri yelled back. Then, in a hushed tone to Lo she added, "Duh, where the hell else would they be?"
"Stop," said Lo as Meri's hands continued on their journey.
"What?"
"Your son is right outside the tent," said Lo, explaining the obvious.
"So?"
"No. Go."
Meri sat up. She straightened out her top and unzipped the tent.
"Go," repeated Lo. "I need a few minutes."
Meri got out of the tent, zipping up the door behind her. Lo's hands furtively felt for her clit and cunt and frantically, frenetically began fingering and stroking, bringing her to a rapid orgasm within seconds. It wasn't satisfying because it was so hastily rubbed out, but it was better than nothing, except now her panties and shorts were soaked.
She changed into her bikini bottoms. The thong ones this time. She put on her denim skirt and went out of the tent.
"I'll be right back," she said, carrying her cream-covered panties and shorts to the bathhouse to wash them. When she returned, she hung them on a line to dry out.
