After our fun in the shower and bathtub, we all ended up in the master bedroom cuddling on the king sized bed. Me and Tom on the ends and our wives in the middle. Nat and I were naked except for a pair of towels lightly draped around our bodies. She had her head resting on my chest while her fingers lightly traced up and down my torso. Much the same scene was on the other side of the bed, but I was too engaged in the moment to pay much attention.
Tomorrow morning we were heading back home and I think all four of us had the same thought in mind: making the most of tonight. It was still early and we had the energy for a couple more hours of play. I just needed a few more minutes to get myself ready to go again.
In the meantime I let my hand caress Nat’s breasts. So full and different from my wife’s. It was silent and the only movement on the bed was the gentle movements and touches of hands all over the place. As I focused in on Nat’s nipple, I could hear her breathing get shallower. She leaned her neck back a bit and brought her lips to mine. A long, slow, passionate kiss as I played with her nipple.