Chapter 11

I awoke Sunday morning knowing, hoping, that my wife was still horny from the night before. I knew she hadn’t really been satisfied and I wanted her still that way when she had her business meeting Monday evening.

To that end, even though I wanted to, I didn’t make love with her that morning. I planned on no more sex before Monday night. We had a busy day planned Sunday so I woke her right before I jumped in the shower. Their shower is at the end of the hall, so I borrowed Addie’s bathrobe, peeked out to be sure no one else was wandering around the hall, then hurried into the bathroom for my shower, taking my clothes with me.

After my shower, I took the bathrobe back for Addie and told her it was her turn. She was still lying in bed but awake. God, she looked good sitting back against the headboard, the blankets up to her waist. It would have been awfully easy to climb back into bed with her, and my little man was awake and ready. Instead, I threw her bathrobe to her and asked her to hurry so we could get home.

We had told the kids that we’d hurry home in the morning and take them for a ride in the Jeep and a picnic. We hadn’t told them where, but it was going to be an all-day trip.

While Addie was in the shower, I straightened the room and made the bed. Although I was certain that Kayla would want to wash the sheets, we still wanted to leave it neat.

Addie had a minor problem; all her clothes were in the master bedroom where she’d been changing with Kayla the night before, except for bra and panties which were on the floor in the living room.

After Addie got out of the shower, we didn’t see any sign of life, so we presumed that Kayla and Ethan were probably still sleeping, or at least still in bed. We didn’t hear any kind of bouncing or groaning noises, so assumed it was probably sleeping. Addie found her underwear on the living room floor and put them on, then opened the master bedroom door enough to peek in. After the night before, privacy and modesty didn’t seem like such an issue.

Ethan and Kayla were lying on the bed, spooning with Ethan in the back, his arm wrapped around his wife. His backside was exposed down to a little below his butt. Ugh! Addie couldn’t stifle a little giggle, though. She quietly opened the door enough to slip through and tippy-toed to where her sweatshirt and pants were across the back of the chair, then found her shoes. She tippy-toed back out and I quietly closed and latched the door behind her.

Before we left, Addie found paper and left a note on the kitchen table, saying, ‘Sorry, had to run. Taking the babysitter home, then taking kids for a drive. Loved last night. Will pick up clothes later.’ I could have written it, but it wouldn’t have been legible. Why can women write nicely and men’s handwriting looks like chicken scratches?

As soon as we were outside the door, on our way to our car, Addie told me, “I’m still horny. It’s going to be a long day.”

I couldn’t help but grin. Then, like any good, red-blooded male, I stepped behind her and put my hands under her sweatshirt, moved up to cup her boobs and pinch her nipples. She slapped my hands away, saying, “Honey, don’t; the neighbors.”

I looked around. Not another house in sight. It didn’t matter, she pushed my hands away and pulled her shirt back down. I couldn’t help but grin, though. I hoped that horny feeling lasted. And I got to cop a feel.

Before we got onto the freeway, there was a McDonald’s so we grabbed a sausage egg McMuffin, breakfast burrito, and a couple of diet cokes to satisfy our morning hunger. Well, maybe not all of our morning hunger. The rest would simply have to wait ... until after Monday evening.

It’s only about fifteen minutes from their house to ours so we didn’t have much time to talk about the night before, only that we’d both enjoyed it ... a lot.

Everyone was still asleep when we got there. Addie woke up the babysitter, she got dressed, and I took her home, giving her an extra twenty-dollars. She’s a gem and we don’t want to lose her. She plays games with the kids, reads to them, and acts more like a loving big sister than a paid babysitter. The kids never complain when she’s coming over.

While I was taking her home, Addie got the kids up and dressed. They were eating a bowl of cereal when I got back home. While Adriana fussed with kids, getting them ready to go, I started packing the Jeep for our little day-trip. Hot dogs, relish, buns, and drinks in the ice chest; firewood and pitch shavings to start the fire; wiener sticks (yep – we still use willow sticks, it’s more fun); marshmallows, paper plates, cups and plastic silverware.

When all was ready, we loaded the kids in their car-seats and were off, in a gale of hen-shit, as my dad always says. I have no clue where that saying came from, but he always uses it and I guess it must be hereditary cuz I do too.

Just out of Ontario, there’s a gravel road shortcut along the Snake River all the way to Richland, Oregon, then down the highway to Halfway and finally Oxbow on the Snake again. Our destination was to go down the Snake to a steep, little dirt road up the side of Hells Canyon, Hess Road. It was put in when Idaho Power put in a power line up out of the canyon.

The road goes up over 6,000 feet within about five miles. The kids love it when daddy has to put the Jeep in 4-wheel drive to get up a road. It’s always so emotionally uplifting and fun watching and listening to Kevin and Katie waving their arms and squealing for Daddy to go faster.

Hells Canyon is beautiful in mid-June. Before, we’d been there in late July or August when the grass is dry and brown, but at least then the huckleberries are out and thick on the rim. On this trip, everything was a deep-green and you can see for miles up and down the beautiful canyon. We even got some good pictures of a group of five big-horn sheep about thirty feet off the side of the road. The kids were jumping up and down in their seats, pointing at the big horns. After that, we saw a big flock of chukars and another of top-knot quail.

The road gets progressively rougher but less steep, closer to the top. About three-quarters of the way up, we start getting into timber and it’s fully forested at the top, then down the draw on the other side to the Imnaha River. At the top, we meet Forest Service Road 39, a paved road, quite a relief after bouncing up the mountain for the last five miles.

We took the short detour up to the Hells Canyon Overlook, a point on the top of the ridge with a beautiful view up, down and across Hells Canyon. It was a beautiful, clear day and we could easily see the Seven Devils Mountains on the Idaho side (the Snake River is the border between Oregon and Idaho). The Seven Devils peaks are over 9,000 feet elevation, making Hells Canyon the deepest canyon in North America.

We watched a Golden Eagle, wings outstretched, probably at least six feet, spiraling over the canyon. Never once did we see his wings move. I wondered what it must be like, seeing this from high in the sky, able to soar above it all. I suspect the eagle is more interested in a meal than the beautiful scenery, likely something like the grouse or chukars we saw earlier.

By the time I had taken enough pictures, we were hungry, so we drove down to the Imnaha River and stopped at Ollokot Campground to build our fire and cook lunch. We try to spend a few days camped there every other year at least. The Imnaha is perfect for kids playing and swimming in the river by mid-August. Earlier, like now, it’s too cold and high with snow runoff. It’s still pretty, though, and the water rumbling through the canyon is the prettiest music ever.

I built a bonfire, and Addie and I sat on the picnic table watching and listening to the river while our two little people ran circles around us, pretending to be airplanes. The summer before when we were there, Katie set up blocks of wood in a circle, kind of like a miniature fort and it was her store. She sold us pine cones, pretty rocks she’d collected from the river, and other treasures she found. This trip, they wanted to look for rocks along the river bank, but we couldn’t let them get close to it.

It took almost an hour for the fire to burn down to the right kind of ashes to start cooking our hot dogs. By then, we were getting hungry. There is nothing in the world like a good hot dog cooked on a willow stick in an open bonfire, followed by roasted marshmallows for dessert. Kids tend to think their marshmallows should be roasted right in the middle of the flames. They take after their mom with a serious lack of patience when campfire cooking. I cook my hot dogs and marshmallows with just barely enough heat to cook through and get nice and juicy. When they’re split all the way down the side, they’re done. Marshmallows, same thing, nice and brown and melted almost ready to drop off the stick. Mmm, good.

After lunch, we started heading back towards Boise, about a four-hour trip through Baker City. Katie, Kylie, and even Adriana slept part of the way. When we got to Boise, about eight that evening, we went to Kayla and Ethan’s house to pick up Addie’s clothes we’d left there that morning. I wouldn’t have worried about them that night, but I planned on her wearing some of them the next day.

Kayla hugged me much longer than she ever had before, and Adriana did the same with Ethan. Obviously, our friendship had changed; for the better, I hoped. I had been afraid there might be some awkwardness after the night before, but it seemed just the opposite.

We only stayed long enough to pack Addie’s suitcase and garment bag, then we were off for home, finally. It had been a long day. Hopefully, I thought, our four-year-old and six-year-old would be ready for bed shortly.

They weren’t. So, we got the Chutes and Ladders game out again and it was two games later until we could see little eyes start to droop. They both insisted they weren’t sleepy yet, but that’s what kids do. Adriana sat in the middle of the loveseat with a little boy on one side and a little girl on the other, reading Rapunzel to them. They both love fairy tales, and there are so many to choose from. I couldn’t help myself from snapping a picture of the three of them all snuggled up together.

They were both asleep by the time Addie got to the end of the story. I carried Katie and Adriana took Kevin and we tucked them in their beds.

I was exhausted when I finished brushing my teeth and climbed into bed. Addie showered, so she was several minutes behind me. I think I was almost asleep when I felt her climb into bed beside me, then her lips were sucking one of my nipples. I couldn’t help but groan. I didn’t want to make love with her; I didn’t want her to have any more sex before her appointment Monday night.

I think it was a little out of my hands, though, as her lips moved down my tummy, and my arms, all by themselves, wrapped around her body. I felt a soft, sexy nightie over her skin, then her warm lips wrapped around the head of my cock. By then I was totally lost, in full-fledged moaning mode. I don’t think I could have resisted her with a barrel of Imnaha River ice water dumped on me.

By the time she quit sucking on my cock, it was so hard it hurt. She straddled me and impaled her hot, slick pussy over my cock, grinding herself down as far as she could. “Think we can go five minutes?” she asked.

My eyes were tightly closed, just trying to absorb the incredible feelings going through my body. “Kayla and I were going to show you guys our new nighties, but we didn’t quite make it. Do you like it?”

I opened my eyes to see and feel the lacy, silky baby-doll she was wearing. “Ohh, yeah,” I tried to say, but I think it came out more as, “Mmfff, aarrhh.”

Then she started sliding up and down on me, pushing down hard every time. She was supporting herself with her hands on my chest and pushing up and down on my cock. Addie’s face contorted into a grimace like she was already nearing a climax.

I remembered, with a degree of dismay, what I had done to her the night before. I wanted to make her come and come hard. I gripped her waist and rolled us over, then pinned her arms above her head and pummeled into her as hard as I could. I knew I wasn’t a Tanner by any means, probably not even an Ethan. But that sure as hell doesn’t mean that I couldn’t try. And thinking about an unknown Daryl doing exactly this to her, my cock was hard.

Addie was thrusting her hips up into me with every plunge and there were weird noises coming from her ... or were those from me? Unfortunately, I don’t have the stamina that I wished I had. I guess the good side is that that night I didn’t need it. When I couldn’t hold my orgasm back any longer, I felt Addie’s body tensing and shuddering along with me. My orgasm was one of the hardest I’ve had in a long time with my wife. Was it as hard as with Tanya? Probably not, but it was pretty damned fantastic.

A few minutes later, after Addie was able to breathe normally again, the only thing she said was, “Wow.” That was my exact reaction as well. That night, we both went to sleep, well satisfied. It had been one of the most perfect days we’d had in a long, long time.

Addie was in the shower the next morning when I woke. I smiled to myself, remembering the night before. Then my eyes popped open with the realization that this was Monday. I had plans for Monday. I jumped out of bed, threw on enough clothes to go outside and retrieved the bags we’d picked up from Ethan and Kayla’s the night before.

Addie was out of the shower but still in our bathroom with the door closed. I had peeked in the kids’ rooms and they were still sleeping. Sunday had been a long day for them and they were obviously enjoying their recuperation.

I looked through Addie’s garment bag and found the outfit I wanted her to wear. She’d promised to let me pick one and even said that’s what this one was for. The short, red leather skirt and sheer blouse. I would have loved her to wear it without the bra, but wasn’t going to push my luck quite that far.

When I found the lacy bra and panties, though, I couldn’t help but smile. In my excitement Saturday night, I hadn’t realized how sheer the top was. I laid them all out on the bed for her, anxious to see her reaction when she discovered I seriously wanted her to wear this to work. I suspected that she never thought I’d actually ask her to wear something like this to work ... or to her surprise meeting that night with Daryl.

She finally opened the bathroom door, her hair dry and brushed out, her light work makeup in place, ready to get dressed. She saw what I’d laid out on the bed and stopped, looking over at me. “You’re serious?” she asked.

I couldn’t stop the shit-eating grin from appearing on my face. “You promised,” was all I said.

With a bit of a frown on her face, she looked back at the clothes I’d put on the bed. “I did, didn’t I?”

She dropped the towel that had been wrapped around her and put on the panties and bra, then the little skirt and finally the blouse. My cock had attained a large degree of hardness watching this little display. I don’t know what’s sexier, watching my wife undress ... or dress.

When she finished, she stood in front of our full-length mirror appraising herself, “You know how horny I’m going to be all day, don’t you, wearing this?” Then she went on, teasing me with, “I might have to call Ethan, see if he has an empty house we could check out; see if they’ve changed their minds about how far they’re willing to go.”

Would she do that? Without me there? Surely not. But, that was kind of what I was hoping for later that night, wasn’t it? Before she left, she went back into our dressing room and then I noticed she’d put on a darker shade of red lipstick.

I knew it was going to be a long day. After Addie left for work, the kids woke up. I made breakfast, then took them to their daycare so I could be productive, too. Addie was going to spend the morning with Kayla in Boise, so I drove to Mountain Home and showed our manager there the pictures of the clocks we were getting so she could decide how best to display them.