Chapter 3

Brad and Abby enjoyed their meals, with frequent visits from Monique. She stood a little sideways, giving them the best view of her hidden breasts that she could. Abby let her sitting pose remain relaxed, her pussy a teasingly inch away from viewing.

“Would you like anything for desert?” Monique asked on her return to pick up their empty plates.

“Do you have anything such as cream pie?” Brad asked with a sly smile. Abby furrowed her brow at him, poking his side for his suggestive, sexual comment.

Monique knew what he was saying and played along. “We do have banana cream pie made with big, long, ripe bananas.”

“I’ll have a slice of that.”

“I thought you’d prefer a different flavour of cream pie,” she teased.

“What would that flavour be?” He continued.

“It’s hard to put a flavour to it; it varies in taste.”

“I’ll have the same. I like cream pie too,” Abby smiled.

“That was subtle, Abby, telling Monique you like to eat pussy,” Brad said as they watched her leave.

“That was your interpretation, not mine. I do like different flavours of cream pie.” She tried to keep a straight face and then had to smile.

Abby unfastened the two buttons that held his shorts closed. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to let Monique see your banana,” she grinned. His cock and balls were released, and she began stroking life into it.

Monique returned with their deserts, placing them on the table. Abby had Brad’s cock standing straight up and took her hand away, proudly displaying its size. Unfortunately for Monique, the tablecloth hid his cock from her view.

“Do you think she saw your cock?”

“If she did, she didn’t react,” he replied, his fork cutting a piece from the wedge.

“How am I supposed to get you fucked by another woman on our honeymoon?” She asked, stroking it several times.

“You’re not serious, are you?”

“Maybe I am, and maybe I’m not,” she grinned, taking a bite of pie. “Not too bad a flavour; it needs a little more cum on it.”

“You’re something else!”

“Would you like anything else?” Monique asked on her return.

“No, thank you. I’m stuffed,” Brad replied, patting his stomach.

“I’ll wear that fullness off you later on,” Abby smiled.

Monique presented them with the bill, and Brad couldn’t believe the total of close to 130 as Abby used their debit card.

“Thank you and enjoy your stay at the lodge,” Monique said.

“We certainly will.”

“What would you like to do now?” Abby asked, revealing his cock and balls to the early evening light.

“Walk off some of this supper!” He said this, patting his stomach again.

“Good suggestion. You should have worn another shirt with a higher hem so I could show off your cock and balls easier.”

“You’re right, you do fit in with the women in our family.” They strolled hand in hand, his loose balls hanging low the head trying to peek out.

“We may have to find another place to eat.”

“What’s on the agenda for tomorrow?” He asked.

“I was thinking we’d use some of the free things available to us, like a pair of kayaks and paddle around the shoreline, do some swimming, and try their paddle boards.”

“Sounds like fun. I also want to use the fitness room and do some jogging.”

“We can jog together like we do, and you can chase my little ass, though I’m always an easy catch for you.”

“So you’re an easy piece of ass?”

“It depends on how big a cock the guy has,” she joked.

They walked hand in hand along the well-lit path and stopped to sit and watch the setting sun. When no one was near, she took out his cock and stroked it while his fingers explored her pussy.

“The scenery was beautiful, but with the sun going down, the mosquitoes came out. They were forced indoors, with Abby teasing that she didn’t want his cock to suffer a bite, except from her teeth.

In their room, Brad started the hot tub, and they stripped off their clothes and enjoyed a naked, sensual time. Abby had him sit on the side of the tub and gave him a blow job for anyone to witness, then went to bed and made love.