Catching up on a week

Oh gee, it's been another week since I last wrote.

Well, at least this time, I have a good excuse: It was a very busy week, what with the fall sports kicking in, two meetings and the county fair in town. Lots of work last week. Very tiring.

A couple of highlights:

Friday (I think), my wife and I took a drive to the Rainbow site from last summer, near Trout Creek. The goal was reaching the river for a swim sans suits. We found the site with no problem, drove down the road a ways (over some rough terrain), finally had to park and walk. It was a longer walk that I had planned on a very warm (tho not hot) day, but after 30 to 40 minutes, we reached the river--which was a lot lower than last year, due to the lack of rain. Many more weeds, of course, and the only footprints came from some critters. Wolves?

By the time we got there, we were both hot. We had brought some water along to drink, and had some of that. Then I waded out into the river and felt the water, decided it was right, went back to shore, took off my clothes and returned to the river. I let her decide what she wanted to do in a situation she had never been in before. I waded out into the river--the deepest part was about 3 feet deep--and then turned around to see what she was doing. She had taken off her shoes and socks and was wading in the river. Halfway up her calves. I just splashed around and enjoyed the coolness of the water and let it cool my body, She was wading around, holding up the hem of her dress to keep it dry. But a few minutes she came closer to me (and I got closer), and now she was up to her mid thighs. Her hem was getting wet.

I assessed the situation this way: She didn't know what to do, or maybe she did but couldn't bring her self to do it. So I finally walked her to shore, unbuttoned her dress, took off her undies and then led her back into the water. She was shy at first, but she finally got into the water, up to about mid-chest level, and got wet to her neck. We were in there for about a half hour, and then sat on the shore for 15 to 20 minutes, drying off. (We took towels, but she decided to leave them in the car. "Why would we need towels?")

Her panties got a little damp before I undressed her, so she left them off, and the bra stayed off, too. She just pulled her dress back on and buttoned a few of the buttons, so her pussy got dried out and her breasts wobbled all the way on the walk back to the car (with a couple rest breaks).

In a perfect world, we would either have fucked in the creek or we would have gone to bed as soon as we got home. But I didn't want to press my luck while we were both naked. I had to leave as soon as I got home for the truck pull at the fair that night, and it lasted well beyond 10:30 p.m. It was close to 11 when I got home, she was too tired, and I was too hot and sticky. She went to bed, and I went to the shower.

More to come ...