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The trio J's and Sara were sitting around the kitchen table of the cabin. Ron and Kevin were on duty, so they had left early to go up to the aid place. Sara, as usual, was meddlesome clearing away dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. And as usual, she was wearing nothing but the velvet collar that Joan had given her.

"This is our finish day here at the cabin,"said Joan."Tomorrow we have to pop our longsighted drive back to the very world."

"This is our very humans,"replied Sara."It is just that a whole lot has changed in the past ten 24-hour interval that we will have to fit back into the world we left back at college."

"Some affair will deepen, now."said Julie."Kevin and I are engaged, and that means I am basically out of the fleshy duty partying circuit now. No motivation to keep fishing when you have already caught your limit of prize trout."

"We can party,"answered Judy,"but we go together, and come back together and puddle sure none of us does anything stupefied that can screw up what we have found here."

"Sara and I have to figure out how things between us are going to change,"said Joan."I mean, do we be active into the Same bedroom ? Do we state mass at school that we are now a couple ? What do we tell our parents ? I know some stuff has to change, but some stuff and nonsense has to stay the Same. How do we settle which is which ?"

"I know one affair that is going to change,"snickered Judy."Sara won't have to go tearing ass into the kitchen to put her clothes on every time she hears us moving around in the morning."

"You knew ?"asked Sara. The surprisal on her face was very evident.

"Since about the 3rd day of Freshman year,"answered Julie."But you are not the only woman who likes to do housework in the nude person, so we figured we would esteem your privacy. That's why we always made sure we made some dissonance so you would hear us before we came out into the support room."

"Everyone except Joan,"said Judy."She would sneak out to the end of the hallway and stand there watching you clean the living room and kitchen. I scared the piss out of her a couple of times by walking up behind her and tapping her on the shoulder."

"You used to watch me ?"Sara asked Joan.

"I told you I always more than liked you,"replied Joan."I just didn't want to admit it to myself or anyone else."

"You didn't have to admit it to us. We knew. We always sort of expected you to run out and parachute her bones one day, but you never did. I was tempted to jostle you out into the living elbow room a brace of sentence myself when you were standing there in a night-robe respiration heavily and rubbing yourself."

"I didn't rub myself !"countered Joan.

Julie just raised her eyebrows and looked at Joan while nodding her head.

"Oh,"said Joan."I didn't realize I was doing that."

"But now the two star-crossed lovers have gotten their stars uncrossed and just have to figure out how to realise that body of work in their lives from this point on,"said Judy."As far as plans for the day, I plan on skiing this morning, and then skiing or hanging around at the club this afternoon with Ron."

"That's sorting of my plan for the day also,"said Julie."Except I plan on being with Kevin this afternoon."

Sara cleared the terminal plate off the table."So that plans our terminal day,"she said."What about our net night ?"

Judy brightened and said,"Ron is staying here with me tonight. We will be apart for a long time and tonight will have to death us for a while, so I will probably be screwing Ron most of the night."

Julie added,"Same for me.,"Then she turned promising red and stammered,"I mean ... except not Ron ... Kevin ... Kevin and I will ...."

Joan said,"blockage digging Julie. You're at the derriere of the hole."Everyone laughed and she continued,"Sara and I won't be separated like you guys, so tonight isn't quite as frantic for us. But we have a bunch of miniature to terminate cleaning up and put away."

"So the plan for the whole day is this."said Sara."We go skiing together this forenoon, make out back here for tiffin, go back on the slopes with our fiancee's, fall back here for supper, and then, after some wine and relaxing in the hot tub, go to bed and screw our brains out until dawn."

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a nineteen hour drive ahead of us tomorrow, so at to the lowest degree one of us has to be ready to drive outset matter in the morning. Someone has to stop screwing at a reasonable time of day and get some slumber. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can sleep in the car for a while and movement later in the day."

"let get dressed and hit the slopes."said Julie as she got up from the table."The day is wasting. We'll ski down to the intermediate hill chair lift from here and once we are at the top, we may even convince our no-longer-a-snow-bunny to go over onto the really slope for a while."

"I think I'm ready to try that,"answered Sara as she started downstairs to get her ski clothes.

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The Three J's and an S spent the morning together and then came back to the cabin to eat lunch. Ron and Kevin were getting off responsibility at 1:00 so Judy and Julie left early to make the trip down the incline and indorse up to the aid station.

After they were gone, Joan asked Sara,"Is your butt as sore as mine ?"

"Probably not,"answered Sara."It is red and bruised and still swollen, but I had the sensation to say 30, not 150."

Joan replied,"Mine is sore enough that I'm not really in the mood for more skiing. I think that I am going to alternate between applying hot and frigidity to the bruised areas."

"In other news,"said Sara,"you are going to sit in the hot tub until your muscles relax and then go sit in the snow until your butt stops hurting."

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"wellspring,"said Sara,"there are three bottleful of wine left in the case and if we get a head first on them, we can finish off one of them before the felicitous dyad get back. We have all afternoon to tack between hotties and coolie until you aren't indisputable if your ass hurts or not."

"I don't know if I'm in for an afternoon of fast, battle of Marathon sex,"said Joan.

"Then we will have to go slow and take some rest stopover along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her catch and carefully put it on the table. When Joan looked at her she explained,"Now I don't have to care about getting that wet if I should have to put my mind under water system for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grins and added,"Maybe we will recover out if my breath control is keen than your coming control."

Sara started for the room access."I am going to go out and get that bottle of wine-colored. I will meet you in the hot tub."

Joan got up from the board, stripped off her clothes, and left them on the counter on the way over to the terrace doors that led out onto the deck.

After she was in the hot tub, Sara set two glasses of wine on the border of the tub and came down into the tub with her."How's your butt ?"she asked.

"Much better,"answered Joan."The ardent water supply spirit good on it tonight."

"Does it feel expert enough that you can sit up on the edge of the tub ?"

"Why should I do that ?"

Sara gave her another of her askew grins and answered,"Because I can't breathe under water, silly. And if I use a breather, I can't do this."Sara submerged her head teacher under the water and went between Joan's legs where she gave her various quick licks and nybble before having to come up for air."Besides,"she said, somewhat breathlessly,"you said we should postulate our time this good afternoon and air bladder together in a cloud of pleasure. I figures I would pop out moving you up toward that cloud."

"That's not exactly what I said, but it sounds good to me,"answered Joan as she used her sleeve to labour herself up out of the water and onto the border of the tub."But when we go out into the snow, I'll be the one giving you the pleasure."She laughed softly,"And that way I'll be on top. I absolutely don't know how you can lay in the snow on your back and still get so twist on."

"You'll always be on top for me,"answered Sara as her candy kiss worked their way down Joan's stomach until her back talk began to nybble at her cunt.

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Later that good afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her stomach on a deck chair when Ron and Judy walked up onto the deck. Ron walked over to her and bend down to examine her ass face."pervert,"giggled Judy and Joan suddenly snapped awake.

She looked up at Ron and he explained rather sheepishly,"Purely medical. I was looking to see if any of the cuts or bruises were infected."

"I've been alternating high temperature and ice. And in between, Sara has been rubbing that ointment you gave me into - I mean onto - my rear end. It really is feeling practically meliorate now."

"It's looking much better, too,"answered Ron."And that is from both a medical examination and horny young man point of view."

"We'll take charge of the horny part later,"said Judy."Why don't we change and relax in the hot tub before supper ? Kevin and Julie should be down soon. They were on the earphone with her parents up at the hunting lodge when we left."

Sara came out onto the deck carrying three robes. She handed a short, Edward Douglas White Jr. robe to Joan, and another, similar robe to Judy. The larger, washrag robe she handed to Ron."You can interchange inside,"she said,"or, if you are comfortable with it, you can just mitt me your clothes and I will take them into the bedroom."

"I think I will change in the bedroom,"said Ron, but Judy began stripping off and handing him her clothes.

"Then you can contain my clothes inside for me,"she said with a smile.

As Judy began to mistreat into the hot tub, she turned her head word over her shoulder and asked,"And what is your legal opinion on MY hindquarters ?"

"Medically speaking,"Ron replied,"sizable looking. Horny Whitney Moore Young Jr. man speech production, perfectly delectable, and enticing."

Joan looked up at him from her deck death chair and said,"You two are going to pretend it. There were about a thousand legal injury means to respond that doubtfulness, and you picked one of the few in good order ones."

Judy laughed as she settled into the water and then added,"He'd better have ... he'd better have."

Ron decided he would allow while he was ahead and took Judy's clothes with him back into the sleeping accommodation to change.

"Why are men so shy about getting undress in straw man of cleaning woman ?"asked Joan.

Judy laughed and answered,"I don't really know. Maybe it is because of the underwear. Despite anything that anyone says, there is no such affair as sexy men's underwear."

"Or maybe it's because men know that what women really look at is their butt and that the front slope of a man just isn't that attractive unless you are already half-way to orgasm."suggested Judy.

"So you are saying that it takes a cute cigaret to get you wet before a man's junk looks aphrodisiac to you ?"asked Sara."No admiration men are so confused. According to that, they would have to go about a cleaning lady backwards in order to make an impression."

"Or encounter football in those really tight pants,"added Judy. When Joan looked up at her, she added,"You don't think I watch the those biz for the cheerleaders, do you ?"

"I do,"answered Sara,"but that's probably why I am sleeping with Joan rather than Ron or Kevin."

"speechmaking of Kevin,"said Judy."Julie has a request. She said Kevin has loosened up quite a bit, but please, no sex in straw man of Kevin. ‘ Take it to your room when it gets to that full stop'is the way she said it."

"I don't think we have to interest,"said Joan."I think Julie will feature Kevin back in the bedchamber before Sara has the supper dishes done and put away."

"oral presentation of supper,"said Sara,"I can take heed Kevin's snowmobile now. I will get affair ready to go in about xx minutes."

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Following supper, events unfolded pretty a great deal as Joan had predicted. Everyone recessed to the deck / hot tub for some wine-colored and conversation, but before everyone had completed their initiatory glass of wine-coloured, Julie was hinting strongly that it was time for them to go back to the bedroom.

After they left, Ron said,"Ok, why is everyone trying not to laugh ?"

"Because Julie is so Sweet and straight and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to stimulate a cracking lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctorate in chemical science or natural philosophy or whatever."

"And you are a job major who wants to instruct the future incorporated monster of the world,"said Ron."Joan, what is your major ?"

"English literature and make-up,"answered Joan."I am going to be writer who doesn't starve because I will be teaching others how to go out and starve trying to live off their writing."

"I am stopping at an undergrad degree and am going to teach grade school,"said Sara."I really do like little kids. There is something about their openness and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a little kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the wine feeding bottle, refilling her wine glass and Kevin's, and said,"So isn't it meter for you small fry to get off to bed ?"When Joan and Sara looked over to her, she added,"You've had the hot tub to yourself all good afternoon. Now it's our turn."

"OK,"said Joan laughing."I need to drive world-class tomorrow anyway."

"I have three evacuate wine-colored bottles to put back in the case first. And then I have to figure out what to do with the cases,"said Sara.

Ron replied,"farewell them with your methamphetamine hydrochloride suitcase. They will get taken for recycling. Did you girls really go through 24 bottles of wine in 9 daytime ?"

"We had assistance,"answered Judy.

"But the help brought 48 bottles of beer that also got finished off."insisted Ron.

By that time, Sara was making her hold up trip into the snow to return empties. When she came back she was carrying both cases of vacuous bottles."I'll leave these here on the pack of cards and set them out in the morning before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to terminate putting away dally. We got well-nigh of it done this afternoon, but there are still a few matter left."

When Sara got downstairs, the lights were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's toys were washed, sanitized and locked away in the drawer. Sandy and Mandy's nonpareil Andrews hybridization had been disassembled and returned to its stead under the closets along with the constituent and clamps for the pillory. The specially built Bench that could be a Sybian cavalry base or a pillory was back under the deck alongside the hot tub. But the door to Joan's aunts'closet still leaned against the wall alongside the possible action. And in the other bedroom, sitting on its pad next to Joan's bed, was the Sybian. The forked penetrator attachment was installed on the top of the saddle. The unit was plugged in and the remote was lying on the story next to it.

As Sara came into the room, Joan looked up sleepily."I really do need to get some sleep tonight. I thought you might want to drift off into arrant pleasure by yourself for a while."

"Won't it celebrate you come alive ?"asked Sara.

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

Sara kissed Joan goodnight and said,"I will pull through the screaming to fire up you up in the morning."Then she centered herself over the Sybian, knelt down, and settled back onto the twofold dildos.

"It's already set to what you had it the early day,"said Joan.

Sara turned the switches and in a little while, her foreland was back and she was humming along with the Sybian.

"If we recorded that,"said Joan sleepily from the bed,"we could call it The sound of Contentment. It is so peaceful sounding .... so peaceful ... so peaceful ... ...."Her voiced trailed off into sleep.

Sara looked at Joan sleeping nearby and closed her center. As she drifted into her special property she thought about the previous days of their vacation."What I have learned in the past ten days,"she thought to herself,"besides the fact that Joan loves me as a good deal as I love her, is that pure pain sensation is dire, and pain desegregate with joy can be really nice, but pure pleasance is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the pure joy that she was feeling.

"Yes,"she said softly to herself as she rocked slowly back and forward,"this has truly been a howling wintertime vacation."

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