I woke up the next morning and found the bed empty. That’s not unusual. My wife almost always wakes up earlier than me. I’m not a morning person by any stretch. I’m groggy and disoriented for the first few minutes after I wake up.
I rolled out of bed and stumbled to the kitchen. What I saw woke me up fast. My wife, Mary, and Jenni all standing around the kitchen island, coffee mugs in hand, naked from head to toe.
I suddenly remembered last night. My wife and I having sex in front of our friends in the hot tub. Mary jokingly declaring the cabin a clothing optional resort. Jenni rubbing herself to orgasm not two feet away from me. In my morning fog I hadn’t been thinking about any of that, but seeing those three women greeting me wearing only sheepish smiles, it all came back.
“Look who finally decided to show up,” my wife teased.
“I think he would have woken up earlier if he knew what our outfits of the day would look like,” Jenni joked.