Bree 3 – A Trip To The Mountains

This is the third of the eight related stories involving my wife Bree and their friends. They are all in sequence and should be read in this order;
The first story is actually a prequel involving my then long-term college girlfriend, Kate, (Bree 1 – Kate) which lead to Bree 2 – Girlfriend’s Big Surprise, this (Bree – 3), the third story with Bree being the main participant; The fourth story is the sequel: Bree 4 – Wife’s Accidental Encounter With The Donkey, followed by Bree 5 – Bree and Suzanne Go To The Mountains and then the sequel Bree 6 – The Awakenings, Bree 7 – Shannon’s Encounter with Jake the Donkey, Bree 8 – The Reunion (a stand alone story but references people in Bree 1 – 6).

As a reminder, you are encouraged to read these stories in succession so you will gain an understanding of how these events began and unfolded over time.


Bree 3
A TRIP TO THE MOUNTAINS


CHAPTER 1
Note: Names and years have been changed to prevent deduction of actual identities!

Surprisingly it was my ex-long-term girlfriend/almost fiancée Kate that, unknowingly to me, set me up on a date with Briana (Bree for short) when we were both students during our last semester of college. They both lived in the same sorority house attending Southwest Texas State University (now Texas State University) in San Marcos. Kate and Bree shared adjoining rooms with a connecting bath and were very close friends, along with another very close friend, Shannon, who was Bree’s roommate.

Kate had briefly initially introduced me to Bree a couple of years before but our class schedules, degree paths, studies and work prevented much of any socializing. Whenever I did see Bree around campus there was always a gaggle of friends surrounding her so no chance of having a conversation with her and the horde always hanging around and I did not want to have the appearance of being intruding, but Briana always smiled and waved at me when she saw me The admiration got only bigger when she appeared twice in the Girls On Campus Calendar. At times we did make lingering eye contact several times at a distance and a big smile always appeared when she saw me.

Bree was five feet eight, stunning dark cinnamon redhead, bright sparkling emerald green eyes, dark skin complexion, very firm high set full large breasts that had a very pronounced European up-tilt to them as befitting her Irish-Nordic ancestry, small nipples and small areolas. When I first introduced to Bree, I thought (and so did many people) that her breasts were surgically enhanced due to the size, shape and firmness, but they were not, just blessed with great Irish-Nordic genes! And from her college calendar shoot she had a flat muscular abdomen with a pronounced ripped definition and was darkly suntanned very well. Bree outshone any swimsuit or lingerie model!

I’m tall (6’4’’) & lanky, formerly on the collegiate rodeo circuit at the time and one of the photographers for various campus organizations, majoring in photojournalism and then going to graduate school for the same.

During our last semester of college prior to entering grad school, my by-then ex-girlfriend/lover/almost fiance but still best friend Kate had persuaded me to come with her to Cheatem Street Warehouse where Robert Earl Keen was playing. As we mingled in the close confines of the dancehall Kate saw Bree and pulled me over to her. Kate had her quirky lopsided grinning smile being beamed at me with a twinkle in her eye when she told me that just us three would be together so we can have some long overdue socializing.

It was just a little while that it seemed I was being included in Bree’s conversation as if I was an old friend! I knew that Kate and Bree had been very close friends for some time, and I was pleasantly surprised that Bree seemed to know a lot about me. Briefly, I wondered why Kate and Bree and I had not socialized together before, then I quickly remembered Kate’s educational drive in her Premed degree plan in obtaining her MD/PhD that took up most of her time and we had really not gone out to many parties or socialized while we were together or with other couples due to her driven study habits. This in turn assisted my own studies as we most often were together at my off-campus house and we just hit the books. As it was, Kate was graduating college in only three years with honors. Kate’s decision to go to an out-of-state medical school to obtain her advanced degrees is what ended any further discussion of marriage and split us up during our last semester prior to graduate school. I always knew that Kate had a dream of being a doctor since she entered high school and I was not going to deny or affect her dream in any way, even if that meant losing her…

As we chatted in the jam-packed dance hall, someone brushed up behind Bree inadvertently spilling her beer all over me! Bree bought me a beer to make up for it and I wound up buying her one over her objections that she stilled owed me and was still embarrassed about it.

Bree mentioned she has seen me taking photographs around campus and at social events and knew I was on the rodeo team and had seen me compete quite a few times, and of course, in talking with Kate. She inquired that whenever we had seen each other, instead of just smiling and waving at each other from a distance, why I had not come up and talked to her. I explained she was always surrounded by a horde of friends and I did not want to appear to be intruding. Bree then remarked that there were many times when she wished someone had broken her free from the hordes, like me…

Man, What A Thrill!
This gorgeous very popular girl knew about me!
She saw me blush and it seemed her bright green emerald eyes twinkled when she saw my blush.

I did catch Bree looking surreptitiously at my wet thin button-down white dress shirt that clearly outlined my chest and matted chest hair. When she realized I knew she was looking covertly, she turned 10 shades of red and started stammering.
Bree, one of the most popular girls on campus was embarrassed!
Who would have thought!

We wound up talking the rest of the evening.
As we talked, it became quite evident Bree knew more about me than just casual conversation between two girlfriends!

Numerous times I watch Bree gently rebuff her numerous friends and breakaway from groups that tried to use her as a nucleus to form around so we could continue talking by ourselves. We were both surprised when closing time was announced. We decided to go get a bite to eat at IHOP (International House of Pancakes) and late that night/early morning I escorted Bree and Kate back to their sorority house. With the three of us standing close together on the porch, Kate gave me a somewhat unchastely kiss goodnight with Bree broadly grinning at us, then Kate told Bree “to go ahead” and then she quickly gave Bree a light kiss on her lips and then Kate went inside…

I was confused and it must have shown!
Kate had just told Bree to “go ahead”, then kissed her, went inside and shut the door behind her, leaving Bree lingering on the porch with me. Bree looked at me with amusement seeing my confusion and came closer. As Bree lightly trailed one hand down my chest she said what a fantastic time she had, just the three of us, and regretted we had not started doing this a longtime ago. Then Bree surprised me by asking me out!

I stammered and said

“What about Kate?
You both are best friends, and you know how serious we were about each other and she is still my best friend…”

Bree stood there with an incredulous look on her face and then stated

“Kate told me you were dense at times and this must be one of them!
Kate arranged this evening for you and I.
She cares that much for you…”

Bree reached up and gave me a lingering kiss on the corner of the mouth, then with a bemused look and a green twinkle in her eyes, said she would call me tomorrow!

My amicable ex-girlfriend/best friend Kate had not only given Bree her approval to date me but had actually setup this encounter! After just a few short weeks after Cheatem Street Warehouse we were quite serious and we got married while we were in our last semester of graduate school. Kate served as Maid of Honor!

As our careers took off, my job took me on trips fairly frequently and Bree mentioned she was lonely and got tired of coming home from work to the big empty ranch house and the large ranch our parents have given us upon our wedding. We had a few hundred head of cattle; couple gelded horses and just bought a donkey named Jake to keep the coyotes away from the calves, however Jake seemed to become more of a pet than a guard donkey. With our financial planning and investments, we figured if we had outside careers besides the ranch operations, by the time we were forty we could settle down to just operating the ranch.

Our friendship with Kate and her husband Rick deepened to where we were now more than best of friends after getting reacquainted at a university fundraiser a couple of years back after not seeing each other for about a year due to our careers. Rick was a good friend of mine during college and we were both on the collegiate rodeo team at the same time. You can prove an old adage wrong as I did by not only still being friends with an ex-girlfriend, but also having you and your wife being best friends with an ex-girlfriend and her husband!

I would say that being best friends with Kate and Rick is an understatement we were more like family. Plus considering that Kate and I had discussed marriage ourselves but then the out-of-state medical school offer had come thru for Kate with it’s 80 plus hour weeks for her for up to five years.

Kate and Rick, lived near Fredericksburg, had inherited a large family ranch with a small Arabian breeding stable, and also bred prize-winning miniature horses and ponies. Kate had also surprised everyone after graduating from college by entering medical school. Now, even though Kate had been a wild child, she was also extremely smart. She graduated college with honors in three years and got her M.D./Ph.D degree in four years – half the time it usually takes, moved back to Texas and established a very successful psychiatry, marriage counseling and couples sexual therapy practice in Austin.

Privately, she liked to jokingly remind me that it was “My Fault” that she wound up practicing couples sexual therapy! I myself thought it was because Kate was slightly hypersexual along with the things we did when were together (see Bree 1) and she undertook this path to learn more about her own sexuality.

We visited Kate and Rick frequently and also occasionally stayed there to care of their stock and their Great Dane, Trojan, while they were out of town for extended lengths at horse shows and they did the same for us.

Bree and I also enjoyed going to the dog shows and she liked the larger breeds and really liked the Great Danes, she thought they looked so regal and enjoyed their playful nature. Kate and Rick had a Great Dane who acted as a member of their family and it probably was this that convinced us to get one as well.


A year ago we wound up getting a Dane and called him Duke (aren’t all Great Danes called Duke?) from the same person that Kate & Rick got Trojan. The lady we got him from specialized in size and disposition of her Danes, only raised a select few herself and consistently placed at the Westminster Dog Show the last 15 years. Kate was insistent that we bring Duke with us each time we came to visit so our dogs could be accustomed to each other and be playmates. One time on a visit, when Duke had reached full size, we were sitting by the pool and Kate looked at me with that twinkle in her eye I had known for so long and remarked to me what a “Big Boy” he turned out to be, much bigger than their own, that Bree must have a handful handling him!

It suddenly dawned on me what Kate had insinuated causing me to snort my drink thru my nose and everyone started laughing. Good thing my red face disguised the blush that I knew had developed with that remark. It instantly had flashed me back to when Kate and I were together and the things that had occurred, then another more recent memory surfaced – of a story recently told to Bree and I while we spent a week at the beach with some other old college friends (see Bree 2 – Girlfriend’s Big Surprise!).

As I rose to get cleaned up, I silently glared at Kate when the others could not see.
Kate gave me that slow sly grin of hers and winked at me…!

Duke and Bree quickly grew attached to each other and anyone could clearly see that Duke was “her” dog.

Recently, the stress of both our jobs decided that we both needed to get away for a vacation that did not include the usual annual family clan gathering in Colorado.

Both of our parents were very well-to-do and my parents have a lodge near Silverton, CO that was “off the grid” but did have a propane powered refrigerator, and a solar powered electrical system to power the well and water supply system. We trailered our horses as well so we could ride them in the mountains.

Two days remained of our two-week vacation and we went on a late afternoon walk with Duke. It was early summer but the temperature still got pretty cool at the heights we were located. We noted the clouds were building up but before we could get back to the cabin we got caught in a downpour.

Bree said she was going to jump into the shower to warm up and for me to light the fire and join her, after I towel Duke off. Well, I admit I did a pretty quick job of toweling Duke off while anticipating what awaited me in the shower. This shower was one of the large modern walk in ones with clear glass panels with a 45 degree bend in one panel to keep water from splashing out that you walked around to enter the shower area.

Bree looked stunning with her tall nude, suntan contrasted lithe athletic body and firm large high set breasts glistening in the shower with the sunlight cascading thru the broad windows of the house and then thru the clear glass shower panels. Bree liked to wear around our pool at the ranch, when she wore a swimsuit at all if we did not have company – Brazilian cut low rise bikinis that left the side of her hips entirely bare except for where the slender strings crossed to tie the two small bottom pieces, as well as leaving bare the front of the legs, with string micro triangle sliding tops that just barely covered her nipples and areolas.

She looked like a goddess standing under the waterfall showerhead with the sunlight streaming thru the clear glass shower panels, reflecting off her glistening toned body, her tanned and untanned contrasts of her breasts and body. Her small tight firm muscular curvaceous ass looked like tiny glaring white moons contrasted against her darkly tanned body, then the tiny twin white spotlights of the very small untanned nipple areas of her large firm up-swept breasts.

Bree and I started fooling around in the shower when Duke poked his head around the walk- in-shower and Bree saw that I did a pretty poor job of toweling Duke dry and stopped any further proceedings. Bree walked out of the shower, dried off and put on a short silk semi-sheer La Perla robe that just barely reached the curve of her small firm cheek bottoms when she was standing straight. Due to size and cut of the robe, quite a bit of large firm cleavage was also exposed. Bree had purchased this robe for our honeymoon and after several years still never failed to excite me, not to mention Bree worked out for at least an hour and a half running and lifting weights five days a week.

Bree started to towel Duke off and it was a pretty erotic sight. Bree was bent over slightly with her rear to me, (still in the shower), legs slightly spread, and the short robe had ridden halfway up her firm parted muscular buttocks.

I had a clear view of her denuded pussy. Her pussy lips were swollen and slightly parted from our fooling around, and tantalizing glimpses of her nether region as she forcefully toweled Duke. Bree just had a small, narrow trimmed triangle of cinnamon colored pubic hair above her pussy, everything around her genitalia and anal areas had been lasered away, courtesy of one of her best friends who owns a laser hair clinic. The view got even better as the toweling continued as the motions caused the belt of the silk robe to loosen and the robe widely parted open allowing me to see Bree’s sun tan contrasted firm heavy breasts sway with her toweling efforts.

A half hour later all three of us were sitting on the floor in front of a roaring fire. Underneath us was a large padded fake polar bear skin rug. When sitting on the floor, Duke had his usual spot with his head in her lap. Bree had on her robe and I had mine (though not like Bree’s!). I had gotten champagne; strawberries and whipped crème that we enjoyed (Duke like strawberries and the whipped crème too).
The fire was warm and Bree and I loosened our robes.

As I hand fed Bree the berries and crème, Bree had leaned back from her sitting position with her arms behind her to enjoy the radiant heat from the fire on the front of her body and also to enjoy my appreciative distractions viewing her partially reclined and mostly nude body, the robe was now completely unbelted, the edges loose and dangling along the back sides of her exposed breasts revealing her large full pert breasts tilted upwards, her long lean taut muscular torso – her legs slightly parted…

Duke had his long thick tongue lolling out and looked happy. I guess if I had my head in my wife’s lap with her wearing nothing but a short openly parted robe and she was scratching my ears, and eating berries and cream then I’d be happy too!


I guess I was distracted from the view because as I was reaching over to feed her a berry, it slipped from my fingers and dropped onto her leg, Duke reached his tongue out and got it, and then did another couple of swipes to get the remaining cream.
Bree did a slight shiver feeling his tongue on her bare leg.

“Oh My Gosh!” Bree stated

“Now that’s the kind of tongue you need!”


CHAPTER 2

“With a tongue that long I couldn’t talk” I told her.

“Yes honey, but think what else you could do with it!” Bree grinned.

“You mean lick my own dick?” I quipped.

Bree hit at me “That wasn’t what I meant” she said.

Bree hit me just as I was fixing to give her a particularly large strawberry covered with a lot of whipped crème, it fell from my fingers and it hit below her navel and slid downward, Bree giggled and shivered as it slid downward from the cold sensation of the crème and the contrast of the radiant warmth from the fire on her body.

Duke’s eye had tracked the falling berry and did what any other canine would do to go after a treat; he forcefully pushed his large head between the juncture of her legs spreading them as he did so and swiped his long tongue after the crème and the elusive berry.

Bree went stock still and then Duke continued swiping his long tongue licking the crème off and trying to get at the berry that evidently was on the rug directly below Bree’s pussy.

“Make him stop”

Bree said with a quivering voice…

Bree’s body was quivering and her small nipples had gone to instant diamond hardness…

Now have you ever tried to get a 190-pound Great Dane to stop doing something that he was obviously intent on getting?

I tried anyway by pulling on his collar but that just seemed to make him bury his head deeper in Bree’s parted legs.