At our next session, Frank was at a friend’s for dinner so it was just Bill, Tom and myself. We started the movie and sat on the couch to watch. November was here, and despite Tom turning up the heat, we were a bit chilly. Tom had a nice heavy quilt, so we all got under that and opened our pants and enjoyed feeling each other’s hard cocks. Before long, we’d taken off our clothes and were huddled together naked under the quilt.

The movie that Bill found this week was about three guys at hunting camp. Our boys started by coming back to camp at noon, no luck with the deer that day. Before long, two of them were feeling up the third guy, and opening his pants. They both got on their knees and took turns servicing him with their mouths. The three of us were content to sit there watching the flick while stroking each other. I was in the middle and had each of their cocks in a hand. Bill, on my left, was handing my nut sack, and Tom was stroking my shaft.

I told the guys that I had a new friend at work. Tom asked jokingly, “With benefits?”

“I tell you, a gentleman never tells. But apparently, our secret club isn’t so secret anymore. My friend’s sister lives here, and told my friend about us. My guess is that Molly spilled the beans.”

“That’s likely,” said Tom. “I think she participates in some of the hen cackling activities, mah jong and euchre. Who’s the sister?”

“Her name is Anna, I think I’ve seen her around. Kinda tall, a bit cushioned, generous breasts.”

Bill said, “I know exactly who you mean. I think she’s hot. Maybe more so when naked?”

I continued, “My friend’s name is Marsha, and Anna is her older sister. Before we got too cozy, I was upfront with Marsha about having male friends.”

Tom asked, “Did that end things with her?”

“Actually,” I said, “Not only was she ok with it, but she asked if she could watch.