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Metamorphosis Chapter 1 of 5 (MF first oral discovery naturism rom)
By Lawrence David Oct. 2003
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The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person,
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There may be references to real people in a historical context but
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associated with the central events of this story.
WARNING:
This story contains material with explicit and sexual content that
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Thank you and enjoy. LHD.
Chapter 1
"You wouldn't believe how those vehicles were modified for off-road
use!" I had just finished talking about a trip I took that weekend with
a local off-roading club. "They were so highly modified for off-road
use a lot of them had to be trailered to the site because they were
useless for road use."
"Wow, you mean like 'monster' trucks?" Sam asked thinking about the
recent aberration making the fairground circuit.
"Well not quite a big as the monster trucks. At least these vehicles
recognized the need to be narrow to fit between trees and around rock
outcroppings but they weren't too far off that extreme. The thing that
really struck me though was that the general attitude that the goal was
the modification of the vehicle and making the path as hard as possible
- the whole purpose of the outing."
"What do you mean? What did you expect?" asked Sam.
"Well, my view is that the whole reason for being able to go off-road is
to get away from the 'road' and explore places you couldn't go
otherwise." I explained.
"Hmmm." we all heard a murmur from the end of the lunch table. We
turned and noticed Sally who never talks during our lunchtime
discussions and she looked clearly sorry that she made a noise as
everyone was looking at her. "sorry." was all she said meekly.
Everyone turned back to hear the rest of the story but I continued to
look at Sally a bit longer because her response had been so out of
character. In any case, I continued "I like to explore the outdoors and
off-road vehicles give me access to a greater range of places than if I
had to go on foot and, at my age," I heard chuckling around the table
"the ability to bring the creature comforts in the back of the jeep
makes it an ideal combination of exploring and comfort."
"Comfort! What are you talking about?" exclaimed Diane. "You don't
have showers. I'll bet you don't even have TOILETS for God's sake! How
can you call this anything close to comfort?"
"Diane, of course we have toilets." I said teasingly.
"You DO?" Diane asked naively.
"Sure, acres and acres of them!" The table cracked up while Diane went
"Yuck! You see what I mean! My idea of comfort is an air-conditioned
resort, on the beach, with a great bar by the pool, and a spa."
"You can join my wife - that's her idea of comfort as well." I said with
a laugh but feeling the sting of this sad truth internally while I joked
with my colleagues.
Here I was, 43 years old, telling my lunchtime companions about my
off-road experience as if I was trying to regain my youth that I feel I
squandered over the last two decades. My jeep was probably my
expression of a mid-life crisis much to my wife's consternation. I
traded in my Nissan Maxima to get a new Jeep Wrangler with every
off-road feature that I could get from the manufacturer. There were
lots of third-party options available to modify my Jeep even further but
I would never be able to convince my wife I was still sane if I started
modifying this brand new vehicle. I got away with what I have only
because my wife didn't understand the options I ordered with it - not
much chance of going beyond this which I guess I knew at the time I
ordered it. My wife probably only went along because she figured that,
at least, this was a 'safer' mid-life crisis cure than some of the
alternatives. It still made her nervous however. At the obvious level
she couldn't understand how I could bring a brand new vehicle into the
woods and drive on rocks - I might 'scratch' it for goodness sakes! At
the less obvious level I had been a stable, reliable husband for 17
years and now there was a certain amount of unpredictability in my
actions - at least from her perspective. From my perspective I've
always been interested in the outdoors, camping, and the like but since
we've been married I had sort of lost interest in these activities.
Actually that's not true - I didn't lose interest but I simply 'forgot'
about these activities because my wife wasn't interested in these
activities. We spent our time together on other things that we both
'liked' and I just stopped doing any camping or related stuff. I guess
it took a mid-life crisis to get me out my rut. Or it might have simply
been a trip out West to visit an old friend of mine and we had a
marvelous off-road camping trip into Canyonlands National Park. It was
almost a 'born-again' experience in its impact on my psyche. This was
clearly the trigger that caused me to get the Jeep and start getting
into the camping again.
Sam asked "So why didn't you bring your own Jeep on to the trail? Were
you chicken?"
"Well, when I showed up at the trail it had been my intention to drive
my Jeep but when I saw the other vehicles and the trail leader told me
that there was no way my vehicle would make it through this trail
without major damage. He suggested I ride with someone else to see the
trail and, if I still thought I could do it, then I could take my Jeep
on the trail on the next day. I took his advice and I was glad I did!
As I said, these guys only went off-roading to prove how difficult a
trail they could drive on. Consequently a trail that was probably
passable in its natural state had these huge boulders that the off-road
club actually pulled ON to the trail! If I had blazed the trail I would
have pulled the boulders off of the trail but these guys actually made
it harder!"
"Boys and their toys..." Diane said with a sigh shaking her head sadly
recognizing how hopeless all 'us boys' were.
With that the lunch group started breaking up to go back to work. I
picked up my lunch things and caught up with Sally as she headed back to
her office. "Sally, do you go camping? I got the impression that you
didn't care for the off-roading club either."
"Um, well, I went on one of those outings and I didn't like it either -
for the same reason as you."
"Do you camp?"
"Um, well, I used to at home but not since I've moved to this area." she
admitted but without any obvious interest.
"Where is 'home'?" I thought it must be some kind of exciting camping
place since we were in West Virginia where there was some of the best
camping on the East coast.
"Kansas." Sally said passively.
"Kansas! I never thought of Kansas as a great camping area!" I blurted
out and then realized I was insulting her 'home' and said "I'm sorry! I
didn't mean to be disparaging but it's just that I'm not familiar enough
with Kansas to know where the great camp sites. Please forgive me."
"Uh, it's ok. You're right. There aren't any great campsites in
Kansas." and with that she turned into her office and closed the door.
I felt like shit! Man oh man! How could I be so crass! I had really
insulted her. I thought about it and realized that Sally was probably
pretty easy to insult. I think she was absolutely brilliant but what a
homely, sad creature. No, not sad, but so dour all the time. I've only
seen her smile a couple of times and those were either when someone
cracked a great joke and she couldn't help herself but she stopped
smiling as quickly as it began or when one of those ironic coincidences
that she had predicted had occurred because her advice had been ignored
- she had this knowing smirk that I only saw when she thought no one was
looking.
Christ, I work with Sally all the time and really depended on her. I
liked her because she was brilliant and had an unflinching integrity
which probably got her in trouble more often than not - to me this was a
godsend even though I had to smooth a lot of feathers she ruffled. I
had to get her to forgive me!
I knocked on her door and when she opened it I asked if I could come in
a talk to her. She let me in and pointed to the extra seat.
"Look Sally, I am really, really, sorry. I know I insulted you and your
'home' and I want to sincerely apologize for my stupidity. Will you
please forgive me?" I pleaded.
"No, it's ok. I'm used to people making 'Kansas' jokes."
"Well, there is still no excuse for it and I shouldn't have. I will try
to be more considerate in the future. Maybe you could tell me about
Kansas and the kind of camping you did." I said trying to understand.
Sally sat there for a couple of minutes looking at me but seeming like
she was thinking about something else. I was afraid she was trying to
find a 'polite' way to throw me out of her office. Finally she said
"Well, I guess it really boils down to that you were right. There
really isn't the kind of exciting camping that you find around here - at
least, exciting in the conventional sense."
"What do you mean, in the 'conventional sense'?"
"Well," embarrassed now Sally explained "I guess, for me, I find
different things 'exciting' than most people." She paused and finally
said quietly, as if she was admitting to a deep personal secret, "Kansas
doesn't really have a great topology but it sure makes up for it with
wide open skies. As a girl I used to go out into our fields and camp.
My mother made sure I was safe so had my Dad set up a tent in an open
space far from any trees. I asked my Dad to go to a back field because I
didn't want the farm lights to remind me that I was still home. He
smiled and understood and we rode out to an isolated field, Dad set up
my tent, gave me a kiss and told me he'd be back in the morning. As I
saw him drive away in his tractor I moved my sleeping bag out of the
tent so I could sleep under the stars. It was wonderful! So quiet and
immense! I had all the stars in the universe looking down at me! The
light was so bright that I actually had trouble sleeping but I didn't
mind a bit - I just loved the openness..." Sally finally stopped and
realizing her soliloquy looked down at her feet embarrassed.
That was the most I had ever heard Sally say that wasn't a technical
conversation! I could tell from the ring in her voice that this was a
wonderful memory for her. I don't think I had ever heard her voice like
that - it was amazingly pretty given my perception of Sally.
"Sally, that sounds lovely! I know exactly what you mean about the
openness and stars. I experienced the same thing in Canyonlands when I
went there last year. It was a very religious experience for me - and,
you know me, I am not religious!"
I could see Sally warming up slightly. "Canyonlands! I have seen such
beautiful pictures from there. It must be beautiful. So stark but with
such velvety textures. Man! Listen to me wax poetic! God! You're
going to think I'm a sappy broad!" She said hardening up again.
"Sally I could never think of you as a sappy broad." I said joking
trying to show respect but then realized I could have insulted her
again. "Oh God! I didn't mean that I couldn't think of you as a 'broad'
- no, I mean, I didn't mean to insult your femininity. Oh gosh - me and
my big mouth!" I was flustered.
Sally looked at me curiously not sure how to take me and finally said
"No, I'm not insulted. I think I know what you mean but I've got work
to do..."
I left her office feeling like I repaired the first faux pas but not
sure if I created a new one. Maybe I can show her some of my Canyonland
photos to make the peace. I'll make a CD tonight when I'm home.
When I went home that night I told my wife, Pat, about the trap I fell
into with Sally. "You're going to get in trouble some day with that
mouth of yours!" she admonished.
"I know, it was clearly a no-win situation. I should have just let it
drop. When will I learn?" I asked rhetorically.
That night I made a CD with my Canyonland photos and made a nice CD
label with one of the more dramatic shots I had taken. The next day I
knocked on Sally's door and said "I brought you a peace offering."
Holding out the CD.
Sally looked up, curiously took the CD, and said "Peace offering for
what Jack?"
"You know, for my big mouth tripping all over itself yesterday. I put
the photos I took of Canyonlands on the CD and thought you might enjoy
them."
"Well, thank you, I would like to see them. You don't have to
apologize. I didn't think you meant any harm." she said with a gentle
smile - hmmm, Sally should smile more often and was about to say that
when I realized that I better just keep my mouth shut! God what a
fool!
I was curious about her choice of words she didn't think I 'meant any
harm'. I know I didn't 'mean' any harm but did I cause any? I wanted
to ask her but after my previous close call I thought I should leave her
be while I was still ahead of the game and said "Ok then, I'll see you
later." and left to go back to work.
Later after lunch broke up Sally came up to me and said that she LOVED
the photos and thanked me profusely for giving the CD to her. "You are
a great photographer and the SCENES! My God they were awesome!"
"You're very generous about my talent. Any fool could take great shots
with those views." I said humbly.
"Yeah, I especially liked the 'view' with you in the shower!" she said
laughing a laugh I had never heard from her before.
"OH GOD! I forgot about that picture! I just copied the whole
directory onto the CD - I didn't review the photos! I'm so
embarrassed!"
"Yeah, just think what the rest of the crew will think of that one!" she
said teasingly.
"YOU WOULDN'T! OH GOD, please don't do that! I would have to quit my
job!"
"Why? Because you'd have 'Diane' pestering you for a date?" Sally asked
emphasizing the seemingly loose morals of one of our lunch companions.
I was turning so red I thought I would catch fire! "Oh Sally, please
delete the picture! I didn't mean to give it to you. I really couldn't
live this down." I asked desparately.
"Relax, Jack. I'm only teasing you. I wouldn't disrespect your privacy
like that. You're 'image' is safe with me."
I let out a rush of air as I realized that anyone else in this
organization and I would have been toast but I was pretty sure I could
trust Sally. "Thank you Sally. I'm sorry I exposed you to that photo.
My buddy took it with my camera while I took a sun shower. I didn't
even know it until I got home. I was going to delete it but my wife
thought it was funny and made me keep it."
"Well, you sure did 'expose' yourself in the photo but I'm pretty sure
you didn't do it on purpose." I blushed again. Sally continued "So
tell me about Canyonlands. It looked absolutely beautiful. Tell me
about your trip."
I happily told Sally about the trip. I loved that place and was
thrilled to tell someone about it. It was weird talking to Sally about
it however since this was really the first non-work related conversation
that we had had other than the fiasco the day before. She seemed
genuinely interested in the trip, how we did it, what the camping
experience was like, the logistics of arranging a jeep camping trip,
etc. I told her about trips I had done since in West Virginia and she
was equally interested in these. Over the next week I had made a couple
of more CDs with pictures of other trips I had done - this time looking
at each photo even though I knew that the one 'shower' photo was the
only photo in existence of me naked.
We met a lunch and went over the photos and the other people in our
group thought it was really weird that Sally was actually engaged in a
conversation. The group quickly got bored with the subject matter
however and changed the subject to more plebeian matters. Sally and I
continued our conversation without them and eventually sat at another
table after a couple of days.
"I knew West Virginia was rugged but I never realized how rugged." Sally
admitted. "It really is a beautiful place to camp. It seems you only
have two trips in the photos you showed me. Do you have any more?"
"No, I love camping here but there aren't any people my age interested
in doing this type of camping. The younger kids seem to want to race
ATVs rather than enjoy the peace and solitude of the place and I don't
dare go out by myself. It is too easy to get hurt and one person could
easily die if there is no one else to get help."
"Yeah, I guess it's tough. I really hadn't gone camping since leaving
the farm since none of my college friends wanted to go and now..." Sally
just left the words hanging.
"Now? Why can't you go now?"
"Well, you know, busy with work and stuff..." she said shiftily.
"Nonsense, we're between projects and the weather's been great lately.
You should take advantage of this opportunity! Why don't we go
sometime?"
"What? You want me to go camping with you? Won't your wife have
something to say about that?" Sally asked incredulously.
"My wife? Why?" and then it dawned on me. You STUPID fool! I recovered
and said "Oh, right, yeah I guess she might object if I went camping
with a 'sappy broad' like you!" Sally cracked up! Gosh she looks good
when she laughs.
I said "Sorry, my brain was disengaged again. I was having so much fun
talking to you about this I just wanted to share the experience with you
without thinking about the 'social' implications. I'm sorry - I wasn't
trying to 'proposition' you."
"I know that silly. I think it's sweet that you wanted to take me. In
fact it's quite inviting but obviously, as you'll agree, it is
problematic."
"Yeah, oh well, it WOULD be fun. Say, how about a day trip? We could
take a ride into the woods with the Jeep and be back before dark?
There's a new place I've wanted to check out that's supposed to have a
nice mountain lake. You can come along to bail me out if I break my
leg..."
"Wow! It sounds like fun. Are you sure you could stand a day with this
'sappy broad'?" she said joking around.
"Sure, I can always use the 'live ballast' to keep the Jeep from
tipping." as a look of concern came across Sally's face I quickly said
"Joking - I'm joking. I would LOVE to have your company. It would be
wonderful to have someone who enjoys the outdoors and experience as much
as I do." Sally's face relaxed a bit with that but still had a bit of
reservation as if she was unsure whether I was really joking or not. I
thought "Christ you almost blew it again you idiot."
"Ok, that sounds like fun. When do you want to go?"
I didn't want to have her have second thoughts so I said "How about this
Saturday? It's supposed to be a nice day and I don't have anything
planned."
"Well, I have to do my laundry on Saturday." Sally hesitated.
"Nonsense. You need to wear grubby clothes on a trip like this! Do
your laundry after you get back - believe me, you'll need to!" I
thought to myself, I've never seen Sally in anything OTHER than grubby
clothes. If she was allowed to wear sweats to work I think she would.
She was the frumpiest dresser I ever met. I, and everyone else at work,
was absolutely convinced that Sally must have a body like a potato the
way she dressed. Hence my rude comment about 'live ballast' - God what
an oaf! On the other hand, you'd never know what her figure looked like
from the style of her clothes. I realized that I better stop this line
of thinking before I said some other stupid thing.
"Well, ok, what time? Where shall we meet?"
"I'd like to get out early because the woods smell so nice with the
morning dew and it is a bit of a drive. Would 6 AM be too early for
you?" I might have started even earlier than that but didn't want to
push my luck.
"6 AM is fine. If you want to leave earlier that's ok too, I don't
sleep very many hours so earlier is fine."
"Great! How about 5AM and I'll pick you up at your house?" We made
arrangements and then went back to work.
I was really excited about going out this weekend. I loved being
outdoors and this should be a great ride. For some reason I was also
excited about being with Sally which really weirded me out considering
how frumpy she is. I should talk! A paunchy old man who has to drive in
rather than hike in... Her face looks so pretty though when she smiles.
What? I thought to myself. Why are you thinking about how Sally looks?
She's Sally for God's sake and you're married. What has that got to do
with anything I asked myself? I'm only going off-roading with 'Miss
Frump' - it's not like I'm going with a 'woman' I thought and then
regretted how mean that thought was. I liked Sally and I wasn't going
to make excuses one way or the other. I was NOT, however, going to tell
Pat who I was going off-roading with - Wive's don't understand how a man
could just be buddies with another woman, especially when the other
woman was a... Stop That! God I have to get this image of a potato OUT
of my head!
On Saturday I picked Sally outside her apartment building. She was
waiting on the steps before I had arrived. I guess she was ready to go!
"Good morning Sally! Ready for a great day of riding?" I asked with
enthusiam.
"Yes I am!" Sally replied with equal enthusiam. "I like your Jeep!"
"I hope so. You're going to feel every part of this Jeep today!" as I
took off for the mountains.
We had a great time talking on the way to the trail. I hadn't really
thought about how old Sally was and was kind of surprised to find that
she was 27. She just seemed older than that. I guess it was partly her
appearance but also her maturity and marvelous skills and knowledge at
work. She seemed like the ageless expert. Also talking about her Girl
Scout and other experiences kept reminding me that she was a woman. I
guess I really just thought of her as a bud from work - sex wasn't
relevant.
When we got to the trail it was early enough that the woods still had
that morning smell. I got out of the Jeep and said "Guys on the left,
Girls on the right." and went off to empty my bladder before we started
getting bounced around. I came back and got out my camera, my GPS unit,
and water bottles and put them in the places I had tie downs for them. I
waited for Sally's return.
She finally came back and said "Sorry, it took a while. I wasn't really
ready but then realized that I should before we started getting jostled
so I had to force it. It's feeling warm, should I take off my jacket?"
"No, problem. I had to wait for the GPS unit to capture the satellite
signals anyway. I think you should keep your jacket on for now. I
think we'll move at a decent pace on this early part of the trail so the
motion through the shady forest should keep you cool enough. If you
want to stop and take it off just let me know. Can you navigate?"
"Sure, I'm good at maps." I was sure she was right. She had an uncanny
ability to unravel the most complex problem at work. I had no doubt she
could deal with a topo map.
"How does this GPS unit work?" she asked.
"Well, there are 12 satellites, and each sends a timing signal..."
"I know that silly. I was asking how to read the unit. Would you like
me to explain the mathematical equation used to interpolate our position
from the satellite signals while we ride?" she asked with a smirk.
"No thank you. I got the message. Ok, I've set the GPS to read in
longitude and lattitude so you can correlate to the readings on the grid
on the topo map. Some day I'll get a display that is direct reading on
a map but I'm having a little problem justifying that right now." I said
a bit embarrassed that I had to clear this with my wife.
"Ok, got it. Let's go! I want to see as much as we can today!" Sally
was ready.
I kept the Jeep in regular gearing to save gas and noise until the trail
got harder where we really needed the lower gearing and we took off. It
was a gorgeous day! We saw quite a bit of wildlife on the trail. The
trail didn't seem that well used and had quite a bit of undergrowth.
This slowed things down a bit since I didn't want to hit a rock that was
hidden by some weeds but we made ok progress as we each pointed out
sights along the way.
We stopped for a break after about 2 hours and it was finally warm
enough to take off our jackets. I took mine off and headed for the
'boys room'. I came back and waited for Sally. A bit later a woman
came out of the woods and it took me a couple of moments to realize it
was Sally. She had on a knit top that clung to her fairly well (I guess
she had been sweating under her jacket) but the amazing thing was that
this was not a 'potato' top! Sally was fairly well endowed and her
waist was remarkably narrow with, what appeared to be, a flat belly.
Sally looked at me and said "What? What's the matter?"
"Um, nothing Sally, uh, I thought I saw a bird behind you on a branch."
I lied.
Sally turned and looked and as she did I watched how her shirt tightened
around her and felt oddly drawn to the place where her arms extended
from her sleeveless top. She had far more 'shape' than I ever would
have dreamed. As she turned back I said "There wasn't anything there, I
just thought I saw something." Thinking to myself that I couldn't
believe what I saw.
As we resumed our ride I was thinking about this sudden surprise and it
made me start to question my other assumptions. I found myself looking
over at Sally while she was looking out her side of the Jeep. I looked
at her breasts that were nicely bouncing along with the trail, her
surprisingly flat belly, and then at her pants - both her legs and butt
trying to imagine what was underneath. She had baggy jeans on so it was
hard to tell exactly but I have a good brain for spatial relations so as
she moved and one piece of clothing pressed against her I could 'record'
that in my mind and with each subsequently new piece of information I
could form a composite image of Sally's lower body in my mind. The
results were very disturbing. Nothing like I had ever imagined. I felt
myself sweating. Longing for a cool breeze or something to cool down.
Eventually Sally said "You've been quiet for a while. What are you
thinking?".
"Oh, nothing. I was just enjoying the scenery and the company. I
really appreciate it that you were willing to come on this trip Sally."
"Are you kidding? This is great! I've been cooped up so long I was
going to turn into a mushroom! This is just what I've needed and I
didn't know it. Your problem is going to be trying to get rid of me!"
I thought to myself "I can't imagine why I would want to do that!"
We finally reached the lake around 11:00. We came over this hill and had
anticipated the scene both from the increasing altitude, the obvious
clearing up ahead, and the knowledge we both had of where we were on the
map. The scene was beautiful! Sally let out a gasp as I stopped the
Jeep to look.
"WOW! This is perfect!" Sally said reverently. She looked at me and
said "Boy am I glad you got this Jeep and that you brought me along!
Thank you." and she turned back to enjoy the view. I don't know what
happened but her words grabbed my heart and made it soar and I turned to
her and enjoyed the view. I thought to myself "I don't care if that is
a potato bottom. I really like this woman!" and I knew that it was
only my conservatism that made me use the word 'like'. I felt like a
teenager - I haven't felt like this in years - decades even!
"Ok, calm down." I said to myself "This is just a Saturday ride. Don't
get carried away."
I looked back at the lake and then slowly drove down to the shore. We
parked the Jeep and set up a blanket and the cooler for a nice picnic
lunch. It was still too early to eat so I started walking around taking
photos most of which included Sally. Sally did her own exploring and
decided to see how the water was. The lake looked very clean. It must
have been spring fed and was therefor probably pretty cold. Sally
rolled up her pants legs so she could wade in and I took the opportunity
to test my 'potato' theory - nope no potato there. Her ankles were very
finely 'turned' as they used to say. I think that is a very appropriate
term - 'turned' as in either a fine piece of furniture or a robust
sturdy foundation for some heavy piece of equipment. I think nature
does a great job designing the right ankle for the job and, if my theory
was correct, Sally was a very nice piece of 'furniture' indeed.
I saw Sally dip her feet in the lake and then jump out a say "Ayeh, is
that cold!" She looked a bit longer and then went back in slowly
working her way up to just below her knees. My theory was looking more
and more promising.
Sally said "You know, it's pretty refreshing once you get used to it.
Maybe we should go for a swim."
"Swim! You just said it was freezing!" I said thinking she was teasing.
"Try it out. It really is quite nice and look how clean it is. The
only time you'll get any water this clean it will reek of clorine! God!
Just look at it!"
I had to admit it looked inviting. I took off my shoes and socks and
waded in. After I got over the shock I thought "Wow, this is pretty
nice." It sure would rinse off the road duck we picked up on the way
here. I thought what the hell and asked "So Sally, are you suggesting we
go skinny dipping?" I asked hopefully.
"NO Jack, we can go in our underwear. You swim on this side and I'll go
in over there." she said pointing further down the shore. We'll meet in
the middle."
I thought "Too bad." but it still sounded nice so said "Ok, last one in
is a rotten egg!" and started pulling off my shirt.
Sally laughed and ran down the shore "You keep your eyes to yourself
now."
"Yeah sure." I thought as I watched her get undressed. I quickly
stripped to my jockey shorts and watched with keen interest to see how
much my mental image matched the real thing. I was pleasantly surprised
as I saw a lovely image of a slim, healthy young lady emerge from the
chrysalis of those baggy clothes. Sally didn't waste any time modelling
for me as she quickly dove into the water. She came up screaming how
cold it was. I decided I was not going to be outdone by this young lady
and dove in as well.
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE! God was it cold!
I came up thinking that I was going to have to break through the ice!
Wow, I had quickly forgotten about road dust! My only problem now is
that the cold water forced my nuts into my Adam's apple. Christ it was
cold. I swam to the center quickly just to keep my blood from
solidifying.
As I reached about the 50 yard mark Sally caught up with me and said
"Nice lake huh?"
"NICE! What are you some kind of masochist?" I shouted.
"You mean you don't like this?" she teased. Then she splashed me and
before I could splash her back she dove under the water. I looked
around trying to figure out where she would come up and then started to
panic when she didn't surface. I looked around and then finally looked
under the water to see if I could see her. I then realized two things.
1) With the water this clear it was very easy to see underwater. 2) she
was holding her position under me looking up. What? Was she looking at
my underwear? With my nuts in my throat and my dick probably about a
1/4" long at this point she was probably pretty damned disappointed.
I tried to play the same game with her but she swam away every time I
went under the water so knew what I was up to. Too smart this one I
smiled to myself. We swam and played for a while and she started to get
winded. Occasionally Sally would forget how she was 'dressed' and begin
to float on her back. I would enjoy the show until she remembered and
ducked back under the water. I finally snuck under the water after one
of these 'duck' cycles and she was treading water - I knew she wouldn't
be in for long and my chances of seeing her were getting slim. I
quietly slipped under the water and moved down and looked in her
direction. I was behind her but what I saw made me gasp. God she had a
figure to die for! I don't know how she had kept this secret for all
the time we knew her but she had wonderfully graceful curves and perfect
proportions. I tried to swim around her to get a front view but she
must have realized where I was and started swimming away. I enjoyed the
kicks her legged made even though it was short lived. I went back up to
the surface.
"Nice try Jack." she said as I surfaced. At least she had a sense of
humor about it. "I think I have to get out. I'm tired and the cold is
too much."
"Yeah, ok, see you on the shore."
"Well, I'll do my best to make sure you don't 'see' me." she said almost
as a challenge.
We both swam to our respective shorelines and I started to consider the
logisitical problem we now faced that our underwear was wet but we had
no towels to dry off. I was thinking about this as I was enjoying the
warm sun on my body when I heard a whimper from Sally.
"Jack, oh God, what does a tick look like?" Sally called over to me.
"Well, it depends. Around here the ticks would probably be brown maybe
with a white spot on it. Why?"
"Oh man, I think I have a tick on me! How do I get rid of it!" Sally was
starting to panic.
"Relax. They are fairly easy to remove. I have some tweezers in my
medical kit in the Jeep. I'll bring it to you. Um, is ok if I bring it
over?" I said respecting Sally's privacy.
"YES! Hurry will you! I don't want this thing sucking my blood out!"
I got my medical kit and ran over to Sally before she got any more
panicky. I've been in the woods enough to have developed a fairly
nonchalant attitude about ticks. Sure they're a nuisance and you can
get some diseases from them but if you keep an eye on things and remove
them carefully you generally don't have any problems. It was Sally
getting out of control I was most concerned about.
I approached Sally and she was sort of antsy looking down at her leg.
MAN did she look good! She had a perfect body and the wet underwear
left very little to the imagination. "What are you doing?" she screamed
"Get this thing off of me!"
"Ok, Ok. Relax, where is it?" I asked I was looking down her leg and
didn't see anything.
"Here! Get it off!" as she turned her leg out and there it was - on the
inside of her magnificent thigh about six inches below her most
magnificent pussy!
"Ok, settle down. Why don't you sit down so you're not moving and I can
get a reliable grip on it." I thought for a second and decided I would
kick myself in the butt for asking this but I guess I was too nice a guy
not to - "Um, would you like to do it yourself considering where it is?"
"God No! I don't want to leave some poisonous sucker in my skin! You
know how to do this right?" she said now thinking that maybe I didn't
know either.
Now I knew there was no 'poisonous sucker' to worry about but decided
that I had gone far enough giving her the opportunity. I wasn't going
to get too chivalrous about this!
"Sure, I've pulled hundreds of these things off of me and others." this
was true. "You need to be REAL careful to prevent the poisonous suckers
from being left behind." this was not true. I should have felt bad but
this was just too good a situation to pass up.
"Sit back, relax, and for goodness sake Don't Move!" I instructed in my
most officious tone. Sally really looked scared. She sat down and
spread her legs slightly so I could access the tick. I knelt down next
to her and leaned over to get a closer look. Sure enough, there was
that pesky devil. One quick pull and he'd be gone - but, I don't want
to be too careless I thought to myself with a smile. I had the tweezers
in my right hand and I was on her left side. I placed my left hand on
her knee and gently moved her leg to open them up more. God she felt
good!
"What are you doing?" she asked as I spread her legs.
"I'm sorry Sally but I need to get better leverage on this guy. The way
he's in you I need to orient your legs differently." I lied. As I moved
her leg I caught my breath as I saw her pussy hair through her wet
panties and it was also peeking out from under the panty leg bands.
Hmmm, so she is a natural dirty blonde but would have been surprised if
it had been different. I can't believe I'm looking at this gorgeous
pussy with only this thin wet fabric between my eyes and her sweetness.
"Hurry will you?" Sally was starting to get impatient - I was pushing
my luck but one more thing to try.
I moved my right hand with the tweezers to grip the tick and steadied my
hand by resting my pinky on her upper thigh. As I moved my hand I curled
my pinky to 'accidently' touch Sally's panty covering her clit. Sally
jumped and said very sternly "Jack, I'm beginning to think that you are
not concentrating on removing this tick but you're looking at my crotch
instead. If you want to look at my crotch - that's ok just get rid of
that tick first!"
"Wow!" I thought. I can't believe my luck - she's going to let me
continue looking at her pussy. With that I grabbed the tick and had it
removed in a flash.
"There" I said proudly now thinking that I would move onto much more
interesting things.
"Is it out?" Sally asked concerned.
"Yup. Dr. Wilson to the rescue." and Dr. Wilson ready to begin a new
examination as I turned back toward Sally. No sooner had I turned when
Sally kicked me out of the way and stood up.
"Hey, is that any way to treat your hero? I thought you said I could
'look' some more once the tick was out." I whined.
"Yeah well I lied." Sally said somewhat angrily.
I was actually stunned. Not from the fact that I couldn't complete my
'examination' but actually surprised that Sally had lied.
"I never expected you to lie Sally." I said with genuine disappointment
in my voice.
"Well, I figure it's ok to lie when I'm being held hostage by a tick
stuck to my leg!" She shouted.
I couldn't disagree with her there and finally said. "I'm sorry Sally.
I shouldn't have taken advantage the way I did. Ticks really aren't
that big a deal for me so I was just using the 'opportunity' to be a
dirty old man I guess. I'm really sorry. Please don't be too mad at
me."
"Well, I understand what you did but I am mostly upset that you didn't
consider how frightened I was." Sally said with tears in her eyes.
I stood up and hugged her. "You're right Sally. That was inconsiderate
of me. Can I make it up to you by providing a 'gourmet' meal of peanut
butter and jelly sandwiches?" I said trying to lighten the mood a
little.
I guess it worked because Sally slapped my ass (which really hurt with
my wet skivvies) and said "Sure, just don't let it happen again."
Then she said "And I guess this also removes the 'logisitical' problem
we had since we have no towels. We might as well just stay in these and
air dry." I couldn't agree more as I escorted her back to the Jeep.
Walking with her reminded how different she actually looked from what I
had always thought of her. I wanted to say something but decided to
keep my mouth shut while we still had a truce.
I leaned against the Jeep while Sally sat on a log next to the Jeep
while we ate our lunch. "You make a mean PB&J Mr. Wilson. I must be
hungry cause these taste great!"
"That's 'Dr. Wilson' and it always seems like food just tastes 200
percent better in a place like this." I was about to continue talking
about outdoor meals when Sally said "Oh Oh, Look!" as she pointed to my
shin.
I looked down and there was a tick. "Do you think that's the one you
pulled from me?" Sally asked getting a bit concerned.
"No, I'm afraid not. Looks like we ran into a batch of these when we
stopped on the trail. I'll pull this out but I've got some bad news."
Sally had a look of fear cross her face "What, what's wrong?"
"Well, this is going to sound self-serving but one tick is a nuisance.
More than one tick means that a full inspection is called for. These
aren't really that dangerous so if you want to wait until we get back to
home where you can have someone, um, nicer, help look you over then that
would probably be ok."
"Ok, you mean wait hours before I can find if a tick is sucking on me?
No way! You better behave yourself though. This is purely medical - you
get it buster?" Sally asked with a vengance that seemed partly from
strength of character and partly from fear of ticks.
"Yes, Sally. I'm really sorry about before and I'll be good this time.
Sincerely - see a tick and remove it - no funny business - I promise."
I started to get my kit. "Also, we should probably put some antibiotic
on your tick bite. I thought about it earlier but thought you would
think I was being conniving again if I suggested it."
"Well I know how to put antibiotic on myself silly. You wouldn't need
to do it!"
"Oh yeah, for some reason I hadn't considered that." I said sincerely.
Sally looked at me and shook her head as she understood I was probably
telling the truth.
"Men! Ok," she took a deep breath "what do we do?"
"Well, first let's get this little bugger off of me and get antibiotic
on both bites before we forget."
"Forget! God I'm going to have nightmares about this! I'll never
forget." Sally was exasperated.
I quickly pulled the tick off and Sally was nice enough to dab both of
us with antibiotic.
"Ok, now we really need to do a thorough inspection. You wouldn't
believe where I've found ticks in the past." I said honestly. "If you
want we can do me first if your embarrassed. Lord knows I am."
"No, if I have any more ticks on me I want to get them off ASAP! Let's
do me first."
"Ok, stand over here so I can turn you and you're out of the shadow of
the Jeep and I'll check you legs and abdomen."
Sally cooperated as I quickly looked and felt along her legs. Boy they
felt sensational! As good as they felt however I wasn't going to fall
into the same trap as before and continued inside her thighs and around
her panty lines. I could feel Sally twitching as I felt inside her legs
and close to her pussy. I then continued above her waistband and moved
around her belly and around her back. So far so good - so far so
absolutely beautiful I thought to myself. Stop it! You promised to be
good and you will. You were mean to Sally before, don't do it again.
She's too nice to be that way.
I looked on the backs of her arms and lifted her arms to look in her arm
pits. Finally I bent her over so I could examine her hair. I stood in
front of her while she bent toward me so I could look closely. The nice
thing about ticks is that they are pretty uncomplicated. If they find a
nice soft spot they generally will latch on without getting too sneaky
so I focussed mainly on the hair line since this is where the ticks
would most likely 'dig' in. I looked through all her hair carefully
just in case but focussed mainly on the hairline. Now we reached the
moment of truth.
I lifted Sally up and realized she had been looking at my bulge in my
shorts while I had been examining her hair. I pretended not to notice
because I knew soon enough that experience would be moot. I looked
Sally in the eye and said "Now I need to look under your clothing. If
you want to wait I'll understand but, I can assure you that these
buggers somehow find their way to the most embarrassing spots. We may
have even picked them up when we answered nature's call earlier. What
do you want to do?"
Sally sighed "We may as well get this over with." and with that reached
around and took off her bra. God did she look exquisite! I really
wanted to touch those things but suggested that she could handle the
examination in the front while I looked under her arms and her back.
Sally seemed grateful for that and began her examination while I did
mine - not without losing concentration and watching Sally's
'activities' and also not without getting a fairly healthy erection. At
this point I was glad to be behind Sally where she couldn't see me.
"Ok, all clear here. Examine your bra before putting it back on but I
think you're ok on top." Those words reminded both of us that there was
one last place to look. Sally carefully examined her bra and finally
put it on. I realized how concerned she was when she took so long to
examine her bra and finally put it back on. Her concern was more
important than her modesty. My erection hadn't gone away but Sally
pretended not to notice.
"Ok, Sally, may be you want to examine yourself as much as you can while
I turn around and then I'll, um, check your bottom."
"Oh, man! Are you sure this is necessary?" she seemed very flustered
and seemed out of breath.
"Well, I highly recommend that you check as soon as you can because I
have found ticks hanging on my butt and elsewhere where I would prefer
not to say. You can wait as I said and I would understand. I suggest
you check yourself out as much as you can and then maybe wait until
later for the remainder. I'll just turn around so you can have some
privacy."
"Ok, I think I'll go lean against the Jeep so I can bend over further.
Why don't you look over there." she pointed towards the woods away from
the Jeep.
"Ok, how's this?"
"Good, DON'T PEEK!" she said sternly.
I knew what was good for me and, as much as I wanted to look, I decided
to be a good boy. "I'll be good."
I heard the Jeep creak a couple of times and then heard "Oh my God! I
don't believe it! SHIT! DAMN! Jack! Get this thing off of me!" Sally
screamed.
I slowly turned and there she was. Panties pulled down to her knees.
The loveliest snatch in the world there for me to see in all its glory
as Sally was bent over looking at it.
"Um, are you sure you want me to come over there?"
"GET THIS THING OFF OF ME AND NO FUCKING FUNNY BUSINESS!" Sally shouted
at the top of her lungs. I heard the echo ring around the lake as I ran
over, grabbed the tweezers and knelt down to look. Sure enough, there
among the wonderful forest of this lovely dark blonde hair attached to
one of the outer lips of her labia was a tick! I could have kissed the
tick for giving me this experience but knew that Sally would not be
amused. I carefully moved the hairs out of the way so I didn't end up
pulling any (another thing that probably wouldn't amuse Sally)
explaining to Sally as I went along so she knew what I was doing and
gently grabbed the tick and pulled.
"Ow. That hurt! Jesus, let's get this over with." as she turned and
bent over the seat with her gorgeous ass stuck in the air. No false
modesty at this point as she reached behind her and spread her ass
cheeks. I quickly bent down, gave her a thorough look, and just as
quickly said "All clear Sally. I'll turn around so you can put
antibiotic on your bite and also examine your panties."
"Christ, what does it matter now?" Sally stated blankly. She seemed
totally humiliated at this point. I could have taken this as a license
to look but, for some reason, felt that it was frustration speaking, not
really a license to ogle.
After a bit Sally said "Ok, you can turn around now. And thank you, I
appreciate your chivalry. I'm sorry I was cranky."
"Geez Sally. I'd say you were justified. Ok, are you willing to 'do'
me?"
With that Sally's expression changed as it seemed I had just reminded
her that this was a two way street. She seemed to get some energy back
and was all business.
"Sure Jack. Stand over here and let me turn you." I went over to where
I had examined her and she began the same routine on me.
I had thought it was great when I was touching her legs but Sally
touching mine was even better. Sally seemed very thorough and I was
about to comment when I thought that would be a pretty stupid thing to
do. I'm loving her touch and, with what I did to her earlier, she
certainly deserved being 'thorough' in return. When she neared the tops
of my legs of my legs however I realized how this was going to get
really embarrassing as my cock was now fully erect and tenting my shorts
way beyond the stretching point of the material. I looked down and the
shorts were pulled away from my belly (looking straight down I had a
great view of my cock) and that the leg bands were also pulled away from
my legs so there was a great view from the side. I looked at Sally and
her eyes were fixed on my cock. She didn't look up at me but seemed
completely mesmerized. I wondered if she had ever seen a cock before.
Her hypnotic state made me think not. I decided that we should probably
deviate from the routine we did before and I reached down to my
waistband and, pulling my shorts away from my cock, I let my shorts
fall. If Sally wanted to examine me I was going to give her the
opportunity. Sally gasped as my cock came fully into her view. She was
transfixed and I could feel her hands slowly move up my leg as if guided
by a irresistible force. If I wasn't excited before I sure was now as I
felt Sally's hands gently move over the tops of my thighs and the backs
of her fingers brush my balls as she reached to touch my cock. I was
mesmerized now. I felt I should stop this but was completely powerless
to do so. I should stop this because I was married and I should stop
this because I knew what would happen immediately and wasn't sure Sally
was prepared for it. In either case it didn't matter - I couldn't stop
her. I didn't want to stop her. I wanted her to grab my cock - want it,
own it, suck it, touch it, lick it - anything! Please please touch me.
I watched her hands move as Sally wasn't breathing but her mouth was
open as if she was gasping for breath. Her hand went to the tip of my
cock and touched it with a gentleness I had never, in my life, felt
before. It was too much! I couldn't stand it as I exploded and
screamed and shot semen higher than it seemed I had ever done. Sally
jumped as the first shot of semen fell on her and the next spurt shot
from the tip. I kept cumming - I had no control and just felt so
fucking great as I shot load after load. I finally caught my breath and
looked down to see Sally still mesmerized but, now, considerably more
messy than she had before. Oh God that was so great but I'm so sorry I
shot all over Sally. I reached down and wiped some semen from her hair.
I bent over and Sally looked into my eyes with a questioning look of
innocence and I hugged her and said "I'm so sorry Sally. I shouldn't
have done that to you. I feel so awful can you ever forgive me?"
There was a long pause and Sally finally said "You didn't like it Jack?"
I was stunned. "Like it? I loved it. It was the most wonderful feeling
in the world. I'm just sorry I made such a mess of you."
"Does it always do that when someone touches it?" Sally asked wanting to
know more.
"Well, um, no. Not so quickly anyway. I don't remember ever being so
excited so it happened very quickly." I said somewhat embarrassed by my
quick response.
"Will it do that again if I touch it." Sally sounded like she was in
another world.
"Umm, yes, but it will take much longer next time." I said trying to
figure out where this was going.
"Can I touch it again Jack? I can't believe how big it is and, at the
same time, how soft it is."
"Umm, are you sure you want to touch it again Sally?"
"Oh yes please. I've never seen a penis in real life. I've only seen
pictures. Can I touch it again? I'll understand if you don't want me
to. I will try to be good and go back to the tick inspection if you
want." Sally said apologetically.
"Sally, of course, you can touch me again. I loved your touch. Come
over to the Jeep and let me lay in the seat while you explore. You can
look and touch all you want." We moved over to the Jeep and I sat down
and then leaned back with my legs spread so Sally could explore. I was
a lot softer now and figured her examination would probably be pretty
brief now.
Sally looked and said "It's gotten smaller." She touched my cock and
said "Oooh, and a lot softer too. Is it still ok if I touch?"
"Absolutely Sally. As I said please feel freely." I leaned back the
rest of the way and enjoyed Sally's explorations. I could feel her rub
my cock, play with the foreskin, touch my balls, and feel the skin and
hair around my cock. Her attentions her having a surprising affect on
me as I began to get hard again.
"It's growing!" Sally shouted. "Wow, I don't understand how it could
get hard and be soft at the same time. It is silky smooth."
She rubbed some more, this time wrapping her hand around the shaft and
rubbing up and down. Oh man that felt great.
"There's something coming from the tip. Is it going to shoot again?" I
looked down and saw precum forming on the tip.
"No, not yet Sally but soon if you continue what you're doing. The
liquid you see now is called precum and is used to lubricate the
entrance to the vagina so my co... I mean my penis enters easier."
Sally reached up a touched the drop. "Wow, it is slippery. It must work
well but I don't see enough to cover all of your penis. Doesn't all of
your penis go in the vagina?" Sally was curious now.
"Well, the vagina also makes its own lubricant so in combination there
is usually more than enough."
"I've never felt this slippery stuff on my vagina. Are you sure it
works on all vaginas? Maybe I'm defective?" Sally sounded concerned.
"No Sally, I doubt that you're defective. It's just that you haven't
gotten excited enough yet. You need to get excited to make the fluid."
"The way you got excited when you shot all over?"
"Well, the lubricant flows sooner than that. The really exciting part
comes afterward. The lubricant helps things be even more exciting." I
couldn't believe I was explaining all this to a 27 year old beautiful
woman who was practically naked next to me while stroking my cock. It
makes sense thinking back how homely Sally always appeared. She
probably had no boyfriends and maybe just subdued any sexual interests.
Very strange I thought as I enjoyed her attentions today.
"Jack, does rubbing the vagina make the lubricant come like it does with
you."
"Yes, Sally, rubbing the right spots first makes the lubricant come and
then the combination of rubbing and silky lubrication makes the big
excitement come." I reasoned with this woman/child.
"Show me." Sally finally asked.
"Huh?! What do you mean Sally."
"I want to see this happen. You've already seen me and touched me. Show
me how the lubricant flows." and she stopped rubbing my cock and stood
up.
"Are you sure Sally?"
"Yes, please show me. Trade places and show me." and with that she
dropped her panties.
God, I can't believe this as I sat up and moved off the seat. Sally sat
on the seat, leaned back and spread her legs like I had been positioned.
Completely unabashed! I moved next to Sally and very gently moved my
hand up her thigh. Lord it was so silky smooth! I could sense Sally
catch her breath as my light touch was sending tingles to her brain and
her brain responded by making her legs twitch with each jolt. I looked
at the lovely cunt open before me and as I moved my hand closer I could
almost see the vulva swell and the lips start to open. Man, I don't
think this will take too long. As my hand reached the top of her thigh
I moved it closer to her mound. The tip of my finger brushed her clit
and I could see her physically jump and heard a "Oh!" come from her
lips. I slowly ran two fingers on either side of her vulva and I could
hear Sally panting and gasping for air. I then ran the same two fingers
back up while using my thumb to brush against her lips and then her
clit. "Oh God. What is happening? I can't breathe." Sally gasped.
I now saw, first a bead, and then a dribble of fluid leak from her
pussy. The drip ran down to her ass. "Sally, give me your hand."
Sally sat up a little and reached her hand to me. I gently held the base
of her index finger as I guided it to the openning of her pussy. I
placed the finger on the lips and they seemed to pop open so suddenly I
jumped in surprise. Her pussy was really flowing now and I put her
finger at the bottom of her vagina so she could feel the fluid. I could
see many things happening as she realized it was true about the
lubricant, she realized just how slippery it really is, and she felt the
result of her now extremely slippery touch on her own cunt. This
probably all took place in milliseconds but seemed to roll out over tens
of seconds. She was now completely out of control and on autopilot as I
saw her finger instinctively move upward to her clit. As her slick
finger came in contact with her clit someone in the heavens threw that
magical wonderful switch that brought ecstasy to the human race. Sally
screamed to the heavens using such praise and such profanity and
convulsed about the seat of my Jeep with probably her first ever orgasm
and me with the best seat in the house! It doesn't get any better than
this I thought to myself as I heard Sally's screams come back to us from
the far side of the lake.
Sally was lost for a time and then slowly regained 'consciousness' while
she also struggled to regain her breath. She was completely prone with
her legs spread lazily open and she moaned as she gained enough breath
to talk. "What happened to me? I never felt anything like this. Is
this what an orgasm feels like?"
"Yes Sally. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Oh God, I feel so embarrassed. You must think I'm a complete slut!"
with that she sat up and closed her legs.
"No, Sally, I think you're incredible! I'm am honored that I was the
one to show you this."
"Really? You're not just trying to make me feel good?"
"Well, I think I already helped you feel pretty good." I said with a
chuckle and Sally turned a deep red. She slapped my shoulder and
laughed.
"Wow, I guess you did! Man, I don't think I'll ever be able to look you
in the face again." she joked.
I was concerned now. "Sally, I would be broken hearted if that was
really true. I have loved this day with you and for the first time in my
life feel like I can really be open with someone. I don't think I could
handle this though if I thought that I had hurt you in some way and you
felt bad about this."
Sally was serious now. "Oh Jack. In all seriousness I don't know what
I'm feeling now but I do know one thing - I have never had such a
marvelous time in my life. You've openned up so many new feelings and
thoughts in me in just one day! If I can't look at you it's only
because I'll want to attack you when I see you and have you tear off my
clothes and touch me all over."
I looked at Sally and really wanted to cry. I leaned over and kissed
her on her lips. It was a gentle kiss that was intended to be a
comforting kiss. Sally responded in kind and it was the most tender
kiss I had ever had. I couldn't end it and I let it linger. I could
feel my pulse quicken and I heard Sally begin breathing heavier through
her nose. The kiss became harder now as I put my arm around her and
pulled her to me. I placed my tongue on her lips and slowly they parted
to let me enter her. I felt her tongue return the favor and soon we
were both panting from the kiss. I pulled Sally off the seat so we could
be closer as I pulled her to me I felt my erect cock slip between her
legs and touch her pussy. I heard her gasp as she realized what was
happening. She pulled away from our kiss and said "Oh yes Jack, please
show me this too. Please be the first. Please make love to me!" and
she spread her legs wide to take me in. It felt so good. I could feel
my cockhead lining up with her vagina. I could feel her openning to me.
Oh yes! One push and I'm in heaven!
I pushed - I pushed her away from me. Sally looked startled. I looked
into her eyes and said "Sally, I love you more than you'll ever know. I
love you so much I can't do this to you. You are a marvelous woman.
You are beautiful, intelligent, and with the most incredible integrity
of anyone I have ever known. I can't do this because I love you. I'm
married. You know that. If I did this then it would make you part of a
deception that would cheapen our relationship. Do you understand what
I'm saying?"
I could see tears welling up in Sally's eyes. "I don't care Jack. I
know I love you. I know you love me. You have a wife and maybe you
love her too but that has nothing to do with us. I can't let you out of
my life now. You mean too much to me. I'll understand if you really
don't love me and need to go to your wife but I will also understand if
you need us both. I'm willing to share you if I can, at least, have
some of you."
"God Sally you're amazing. What you say makes me want you all the more
but I'm going to be strong on this. What you say may be true and maybe
we can work this out but I want us to think about this. I feel like you
may be too euphoric from your first orgasm to know what you really want.
Can we give this some time? Can we think about this and then, if we
still think it's right, we can go from there. I don't want to rush into
something. I want to be sure."
"I really do love you but you're right. Let's wait and then you'll know
I'm right. Dammit! I sure wanted to feel that cock of yours inside
me!" she pushed me and ran to the lake stripping her bra off as she
ran. She dove in the water and I followed close behind. God I loved
this!
We swam for a bit and Sally cleaned my semen off of her and we got out
to dry. Sally looked at me and asked "Good grief, what happened to you?
You disappeared!"
I looked down and realized that I had, indeed, disappeared. Embarrassed
I replied "Yeah, this happens when it gets cold. I think it's some kind
of self-protection mechanism to keep me at a constant temperature and
keep the sperm 'factory' running in optimum production." describing the
phenomenon in less discomforting industrial terms.
"Wow, that's amazing. Can I touch?" Sally said with the curiosity of a
4 year old.
"Of course Sally. Umm, just be careful, you just got cleaned up." I
advised.
Sally blushed and knelt down to look. "Criminy, your testicles have
completely disappeared! There is almost no sac and it's all tight
against your body."
Her touching was certainly going to change that situation I thought to
myself. She continued "Your penis seems to pulled completely into your
body also. I can hardly see it as the skin seems all closed around it."
As she fondled me I felt little jolts as she touched the right spots.
"Oh Wow, It's like it's coming out to see me." she said laughing.
Oh Man, should I stop this? I felt Sally's hand wrap around my cock and
I knew the answer. I looked down and here was Sally just inches from my
cock and beginning to stroke me back to life.
"God I can't believe how miraculous this is." Sally said excitedly. She
moved aside a bit as she remembered the earlier experience and asked.
"Is it going to shoot like before?"
I was starting to get the feeling welling up from below and was taking
shorter and shorter breaths. "Um, Oh God, Yes Sally. YES! Squeeze me
tight! OH YES!" as I exploded and shot out on to the ground. I kept
shooting as Sally stroked my cock and milked me dry.
"Wow, that was amazing! It shot so far and the feel of your penis
expanding when it shot! I also felt you moving your hips and you
thrusting forward when it shot. God it's going to feel fantastic when
you make love to me!" I tried to catch my breath as I looked at her.
God I wanted to jump on her right then! She was beautiful and was still
holding my shrinking cock. She stood up and gave me a kiss. "Thank you
for sharing this with me Jack." she said as our lips separated.
"God! Thank you Sally. The pleasure was all mine." I hugged her and
loved the feeling of her breasts against me. I felt safe with my
deflated prick but the hug started me stirring again so I backed away
not believing what this woman was doing to me.
I grabbed her hand and quietly lead this beautiful naked woman back to
my Jeep so we could get dressed. Sally had to run to the shore where
she had left her clothes and the sight sent a feeling of happiness
running through my body. I had a fleeting thought to get my camera and
take a picture but I didn't want to take my eyes off of her and I felt
so much in love I couldn't even seriously think of taking advantage of
her in this way. I just enjoyed the view as she moved away from me and
equally enjoyed the return trip. Sally saw me looking and I expected
her to cover herself with her clothes but she surprised me by moving her
arms wide so I could enjoy the whole of her. Her gate changed as she
made a more exaggerated sashay motion and slowed to let me savor the
moment. This woman is so beautiful, intelligent, and open. I've never
known anyone like her. How could I be so lucky?
I smiled at Sally when she reached the Jeep and said "I thought you
would get dressed over there."
Sally replied seductively "But Jack, I left my panties over here with
you..." waving her panties in my face "so I couldn't get dressed over
there. Could I?"
"Um, no, I guess not..." Man! I had to cool down. Ok, get in the
trail boss frame of mind so we can get out of here without getting in
any more trouble. I dressed quickly and started packing up the lunch
things into the Jeep. Sally just watched staying naked for a little
while and then finally sighed and got dressed. As we climbed into the
Jeep Sally leaned over gave me a kiss and patted my crotch and asked
"Are we 'all' ready to go?"
Man, THAT's been ready to 'GO' for some time! "Sure, got your water for
the dusty ride back? You all set to navigate?"
"Sure Jack, it was so hard getting here though we may accidently get
lost on the way out and may have to spend the night or even weeks trying
to find our way out." Sally said with a sly smile.
If the trail had actually been hard I might have worried about Sally
purposefully getting us lost but following the Jeep tracks back would be
a piece of cake and the GPS unit virtually assured our safety. I did
consider the possibility that Sally could 'lose' the map but didn't
seriously consider this a real hazard.
We drove in silence for a little while but I did enjoy the bouncing
Sally's breast were doing in the seat next to me. Finally Sally said to
me with a bit of serious tone in her voice "Jack, I know I've been
teasing you and I've also pleaded with you so I've gone from one extreme
to the other. But please believe me when I say that you have changed my
life today." I started to say something but she held up her hand and
went on "Please let me finish. Ok?"
I shook my head yes. "Even if we hadn't had our 'tick' excitement and
everything that followed, I had such a marvelous time today that I felt
I was falling for you anyway. Maybe that was in the back of my mind
when I suggested that we go swimming. Maybe I wanted something to
happen. I've liked you for a long time. You were the only one at work
who really didn't treat me like a total weirdo. You came to me when you
knew I could help you and you treated me as an equal. We'll never know
if you would have been different if I hadn't been a 'dog'" I slammed on
the brakes, turned and started to deny her statement but she interrupted
me "Please Jack, you promised you wouldn't interrupt. Ok, so maybe
'dog' was an exaggeration but I never felt beautiful mostly because I
was gawky when I was a kid and by the time I started to 'shape' up I was
already considered by my schoolmates as a geek of the highest order and
had been totally discounted from any social life. This was ok with me
because it was uncomplicated. I just had to deal with the 'facts' and
didn't need to worry about looking good or getting dates or stuff. By
the time I went through college and started work I guess I was pretty
much resigned to being an old maid. I never thought of myself in those
terms mind you - I never thought of myself as a 'maid' in any sense.
YOU, Jack, woke up the 'maid' in me! And may God forgive me, I'll be
forever in your debt for that. I have no idea what's going to happen
with my life now - I really feel like a changed person now - I'm
actually a WOMAN!" she shouted "Can you believe it?" I couldn't help
myself and answered "Uh yeah Sally, I think I've had enough evidence to
substantiate that fact!"
"Oh YOU!" Sally punched me.
"Of course, if there still is any doubt I would be happy to run some
more experiments on the matter." I suggested.
"Any time big boy!" Sally replied with a very good Mae West
impersonation.
Sally held up her hand again and went on trying not to giggle and get
back to a serious face "I just have a couple of more things I need to
say. So I don't know where I'm going now. The only thing I am certain
of though is that I want to go as far as I can with you. I mean that
figuratively and literally. I love you but I also understand that your
married. I could be just an afternoon diversion or I could be the
complete demise of your marriage and your new love. Either way is OK
with me. Either way is heartbreak for somebody. I also know that the
more we continue the greater the eventual heartbreak will be but I'm
willing to accept that. I'm willing to follow your lead no matter what
it is. I hope you spend more time with me. I want to learn more from
you. I want to love you more. I want to bring you as much pleasure as
I can because you've openned this new world for me and I can never repay
you. The only thing I ask is please don't lie to me. I think that you
are an honorable person but people fall into traps trying to protect
others thinking that lying will help cover up the hurt. I learned a
long time ago that there is only one way to minimize pain - that's to
have the pain as soon as you can before it grows out of control. There,
I'm done, but please don't forget my one request. Please don't ever lie
to me." Sally took a deep breath and sat back with a look of someone
who unloaded a whole lot of emotional baggage.
I couldn't believe it. I've never heard such an open and frank
discussion in my life. In all the years my wife and I were married we
never had a discussion like this. Sally has only been with me one day
and she has already gone beyond my relationship with any other woman,
including my mother for God's sake! I was in complete awe of this
woman. I didn't say anything for the longest time because I was at a
complete loss for words. I hoped my look conveyed what I was feeling
but the growing look of concern on Sally's face told me not. I finally
gathered my strength and said "Sally, that was the most remarkable thing
I have ever heard anyone say, let alone say to me! If I wasn't married
I would be on my knees next to you begging you to marry me now! No
waiting, Let's find any Justice of the Peace so you could be mine
forever!" Sally had tears welling up in her eyes. "No, please don't cry.
I can't imagine that I owe you anything because you've shown me things
today that I didn't think existed. I am so in love with you that my
heart screams to hold you. I am at a total loss as to what to do next.
All I know is that I want to have you with me as much as I can. I'll
try to be the honorable person you think I am but obviously I'm not
totally because I AM married yet I'm here with you doing the things we
did today and hoping for more. How could this be honorable? I don't
know what to do but I can promise you one thing and it is the one thing
you've asked. I will NEVER lie to you. This may cause us pain but I
love you too much to disrespect you with a lie. I don't know what I
will do - I need to think but I also need you. I don't know if I can
have an understanding of where we're going before I want to go
'somewhere' with you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Sally nodded slowly wiping her eyes "but, you do want to be with me
more?"
"Oh God, Sally, YES! Of all the things I'm uncertain about this is the
ONE thing I know for sure!"
Sally jumped over and hugged me "Oh thank you Jack! Thank you for being
here and bringing me such happiness."
I wish I felt that this would really lead to happiness for Sally. "I
don't know if I'm really going to bring you happiness or pain Sally."
"If you don't lie to me I can deal with either Jack."
We were silent for a while and finally Sally said "I know one thing you
need to do."
Concerned I asked "What's that?"
"I think you had better start driving again or else we're really going
to be here overnight!"
We both laughed and I turned and gunned it down the trail. I probably
went faster than I should have but it was a blast bouncing along next to
Sally. While we were still on the trail Sally turned to me and said
"Jack, I have a confession to make."
I looked at her ready to stop but she sort of had a twinkle in her eye.
"What is it? Are you really a man?"
Sally cracked up "NO JACK! I thought we had established that but if
you're not really sure... No, I wanted to tell you something that no
one else was ever going to know. When I was a little girl and camped
out in Kansas under the stars I waited for my father to drive away after
dropping me off and then I took off all my clothes and spent the entire
time naked! Not only was it wonderful sleeping under the immense sky
but I simply loved the feeling of being totally exposed to those
stars!". Man this woman could give me a hard on! I smiled and said "I
can't wait until we're both able to do that Sally."
We got home before dark and I dropped Sally off at her apartment. I
wanted to kiss her but was having bad thoughts about being seen. Sally
saved me by not giving me the opportunity and jumped out when we came to
a stop. She leaned back in and said "Thank you Jack, I had a lovely
time. I'll see you at work on Monday." she turned and literally
skipped into her place like a little kid.
Boy, what a day. What a revelation!
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