It was a good idea, me and Charles and Sandy and Nicole renting a condo together for a week of skiing. And then Charles broke his leg on the very first run down the mountain and had to be medevac’d home. Exciting and sad at once. I debated going back with him but decided to stay. Maybe a bad decision, having to listen to Sandy and Nicole fuck through the surprisingly thin walls of the condo while I had nothing but my fingers and pillow for company. Nicole sure could squeal.

She was also an ardent shopper. I knew that from experience, so when she went to explore the Galleria down the street, Sandy and I knew we had a couple of hours at least. But we didn’t waste any time. Seconds into our arrival back at the condo we were naked. Even before that he was inside me. Sandy’s got a lovely cock. He fucked me first up against the door, and if we’d just stayed in that position all might have been different, but soon we were on the floor and not long after that he was shooting deep into my cunt. I loved the feeling of that, but it wasn’t enough to get me over the edge, so I mounted his face. His tongue might be even better than his cock, plunging, licking, plunging and licking. I was just about to come when in the big mirror on the far wall I saw Nicole standing at the entryway, her mouth agape. Turned out she’d come back early because her purse had been snatched. Her squeal at seeing us didn’t stop me from coming, though. If anything it intensified the orgasm. One of the best comes I’ve ever had. Oh God did I gush. Of course it was mostly Sandy’s own stuff. Whatever. It was so good!

Afterward I got up, jizz still streaming down my leg, gathered up my clothes and locked myself in the bathroom for a much needed pee and a long hot shower. When I came out, Nicole was gone. “Shopping,” said Sandy. “I replenished her funds. Now where were we?”