Amber 47

After a night of sleeping on the hard ground, I awoke stiff everywhere except for the one place where I'd want it to be. While Amber still slept, I quietly groaned as I stretched my neck. Carefully sitting up, a pop in my shoulder left me feeling a bit lightheaded. After gathering myself, I leaned forwards to stretch my sore back before slowly rolling out from under the blanket. Amber continued to sleep on her side with her hair strewn messily across her pillow. As I slipped from beneath the covers, I tucked the blanket around her before crawling over to the door of the tent.

Amber and I were at her uncle's ranch. A favorite place of both of ours, the sprawling property gave us the freedom to just be ourselves while seemingly isolated from the rest of the world. After leaving work at the end of the day before, she and I had come out here for a weekend away. The first night had not disappointed and, despite a sore start, I was still looking forward to the day ahead.

Still crouching inside the tent, I found a new pair of shorts and a t-shirt in our clothing bag before quietly unzipping the door flap and crawling out. Leaving the flap hanging open, I groaned as I stood for the first time that morning. Wincing as I heard from every sore joint and aching muscle, I stretched my back once more. After finally rolling my neck a couple of times, I gingerly got dressed.

Standing there now in my t-shirt and shorts, I looked out at the scenery around me. From our little campsite atop the knoll, the rolling hills, trees and various ponds were all unchanged from previous trips out here. The familiar surroundings though still managed to appear different as I looked out at them that morning. While it had always been bright and sunny on every other previous trip to the farm, a heavy, broken layer of clouds had moved in overnight. Illuminated only in a few spots by little shafts of sunlight filtering through, the scene appeared bleak but still oddly intriguing.

After taking that initial look around, I threw on my shoes and headed down for my morning trip to the edge of the pond. While I stood there relieving myself, I quietly laughed when I thought back on my visits to this spot the day before. As I shook myself off, I shivered not only as a reflex but also due to an unseasonably cool breeze. Looking out at the trees swaying as I headed back up to the campsite, I thought about what Amber had said the day before. I wasn't sure when, but it definitely looked like we would be in for some rain.

Peeking into the tent when I got back, I saw Amber just beginning to stir. Knowing that she has the ability to sleep well into the morning, I wasn't sure when to expect her to come out. I figured that I could at least provide her a little motivation to leave the comfort of the warm blankets.

Opening the top of the cooler, I was pleased to feel that it was still quite cold. After grabbing some eggs and bacon that I'd packed, I shut the lid and turned on my new camping griddle. The night before, I used it to cook some steak kebabs and hibachi-style fried rice. I was pleased with how it had all turned out and Amber had definitely been impressed with the significant upgrade in our dining situation. If the sex that followed dinner was any indication, I was hoping for a similar reaction to breakfast.

When the griddle was hot, I threw some bacon on one side to cook while cracking and then scrambling the eggs right on the cook-top. Along with the sounds of the cooking food, the breeze out of the west took the enticing aroma in the direction of the tent. As expected, it didn't take long for Amber to begin to stir.

When I heard her moving inside the tent, I looked back and saw her pop her head out from the doorway. With her bare shoulders sticking out, her hair was still a mess as she took a deep breath and groaned, "Oh wow... that smells incredible."

Looking at me, she furrowed her brow and jokingly asked, "Are we expecting company?"

Looking down at my clothes, I used the spatula to point at the food and said, "You know what they say about cooking bacon..."

Amber just winked and ducked back into the tent. While I went back to cooking our breakfast, she emerged a moment later in another pair of shorts and a purple tank top. Turning my head and seeing her now dressed, I hollered, "Hey, I'm cooking! What's your excuse?"

Coming up behind me, Amber kissed my neck and said, "Just think of it like unwrapping a present."

Tilting my head back, I gave her a kiss when she bent over to meet me. Turning back towards the griddle and seeing that our food was about done, I reached for our plates while Amber hurried off to take care of her morning needs.

I had just finished pouring some orange juice when Amber walked back up the hill. Taking a seat on the blanket, she smiled her thanks when I handed her a plate. Sitting down beside her, I leaned over to grab our cups and handed her one. Laughing as she looked into the cup, she said, "I forgot we packed this! I just figured you were going to mix it with vodka." Giving me another little kiss, she said, "Babe, really... thanks."

Smiling back at her, I just shrugged and took a bite of the eggs. Having cooked along with some of the bacon fat, despite the unusual setting for making breakfast, they were maybe the best eggs I'd ever eaten. A second later, I heard Amber chuckle before groaning, "Oh fuck, honey..."

Looking over at her with a proud smile, I asked, "Turned out alright, huh?"

Holding her hand over her mouth after taking a bite of some hot bacon, she just laughed and nodded her head. Then, taking a sip of her juice, she wiped her mouth and said, "You're gonna have to cook with that thing at home."

Shrugging, I said, "Or we can just come out here more often."

Taking another bite, Amber just gave me a little wink. Then, looking around, she said, "Looks like that fucking app was right though."

Looking out at the heavy, grey clouds littering the sky, I asked, "When is it supposed to start?"

With a shrug, she replied, "I think we've got a couple hours."

We weren't planning on going back home until the next day. Having looked forward to another full day and night out there, neither of us was eager to pack up and leave. Determined to see it out, when we finished eating, we decided to go ahead and put the rain cover on the tent just to be prepared.

While not a perfect design, it covered much more of the tent and appeared more effective than many of the other such setups I'd seen. After stretching and securing the tarp with bungee cords, the sides were completely covered. Only the front with its door was still somewhat exposed. Amber and I spent the next few minutes packing away some loose food and picking up some random trash. Happy that we'd done all we could, I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. Playfully rubbing up against her, I asked, "So... what's the first thing on your agenda for today?"

Putting her hands on mine and holding my arms in place around her, she said, "You're gonna think I'm crazy but... after last night, I really need to go freshen up..."

Surprised that she was even entertaining the idea, I asked, "You sure?"

We both laughed, remembering that the only option for a shower out here was a hose behind the garage. The one time that we'd used it previously, the water was so cold that we'd never bothered doing it again. Shrugging shyly, Amber shook her head and said, "No but... how about you just trust me... I really don't want to have to explain..."

Figuring that I'd best take her word for it, I nodded my head towards the truck. Slumping her shoulders in melodramatic defeat, she reluctantly got our bag of clothes from the tent and followed me over. Leaving our shoes behind, we hopped into the truck and began slowly making our way back towards the garage building off in the distance. A moment later, we pulled up onto the concrete pad out back, which had once been used for washing the various pieces of machinery at the ranch.

While Amber dug through our travel bag, I went and got the water started on the hose. Letting it run freely for a few seconds, I just had horrible flashbacks to the icy sting of the water the last time we used it. Pulled back to the present when I saw Amber walking my way, I figured that I might as well test it out to see what we were in for. Putting my finger into the stream, I must've had a curious look on my face. Tilting her head, Amber asked, "Oh no, what's wrong?"

Smiling back at her, I shook my head and said, "It's actually not that bad." Before she got too excited, I qualified it with, "It's still not bathwater; but it's definitely not ice cold."

Clearly believing that I was trying to set her up for a trap, she froze in place and shook her head. Laughing she said, "Oh hell no, I don't believe that shit for a second."

When I tried to protest my case, she just laughed and said, "Oh yeah? Then you go first."

Setting the hose down with the water still flowing out onto the concrete pad, I pulled my shirt up over my head and then dropped my shorts. As I kicked them out of the way, Amber saw that I hadn't been wearing any underwear and groaned, "Well, you could've fucking told me."

Smiling and shrugging as I picked up the hose, I watched Amber strip off her clothes. Pulling down her panties, she cringed before tossing them in the back of the truck, saying, "I don't think we'll need those anymore."

I just smiled, took the hose and held it above my head. As the lukewarm water poured over me, I reflexively shivered but recovered quick enough to play it off as a yawn. Rolling my neck from side to side, I looked at Amber and just held out my hand.

Expecting her to give me the soap, she instead walked over. Tucking up under my arm and pulling herself against me, she gave me a sensual kiss while teasing the soap bar across my chest. I would never have said anything to her; but hugging her there without any clothes on, I was kind of glad that she had insisted on getting cleaned up. We both definitely needed it.

When she finally handed me the soap, I began to get washed while she took the hose. With the water splashing up on her chest, she laughed and said, "Fine, you were right... but I still don't want to be here any longer than I have to."

After scrubbing myself, paying special attention to the most important areas, I exchanged the soap with her for the hose and began rinsing myself off. Wiping the water out of my eyes when I was done, I looked up to see Amber just finishing with her upper body. When she turned to the side and bent over to start working on her legs, I slid around behind her.

Looking down at her beautiful round ass propped up in front of me, I rubbed my hands softly across the smooth, pale skin. When she'd finished with her legs, she stayed bent over and sighed as my hands continued caressing her backside. Awkwardly looking up at me while hanging her head, she smiled back at me and chuckled, "I thought I told you I didn't want to be here any longer than necessary."

Shrugging, I just held my hand out. Passing me the bar of soap, Amber then let out a long exhale when she felt me washing her all across her butt. Her hips then shuddered and she groaned loudly when my bare hand wiped all the way up her crack. Taking a few extra seconds to tease my fingers against her, I smiled when I heard her softly moaning.

Standing up suddenly and wheeling around with a big smile on her face, she took the soap from my hand. Biting her lower lip, she held my eye contact while turning one knee out and washing between her legs. Finishing with a flash of her eyebrows, she took the hose from me and quickly rinsed herself off.

While I went over and shut the water off at the spigot, Amber hurried off to the truck to retrieve our towels. Meeting back in the middle of the cement pad, she handed me one and we quickly got dried off. Although the water felt mercifully warmer this time, the intermittent breeze and lack of direct sunlight caused both of us to shiver as we ran the towels over our shoulders once more. Knowing the unflattering appearance of things when subjected to the cold, I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist.

Seeing my attempt at modesty, Amber laughingly said, "Aww c'mon, you know I have ways of fixing that."

Laughing, I walked over to the truck with her. While I slid my shorts back on, Amber leaned in and dug around in the passenger compartment. When she popped back out, she was standing there holding a couple of sweatshirts in one hand. Tossing one to me, she pulled hers on over her head saying, "You're lucky that your wife always over-packs."

Rubbing my hands over the loose arms to build some heat, I watched as Amber squeezed back into her shorts. When she was done, she came up to me and we embraced. With both of us in the cozy sweatshirts and the combined body heat between us, we both sighed as we got warmed back up. Then with a sly smile, Amber said, "I've got something else for you."

With a look of genuine surprise, I waited while she ducked back into the truck. Popping back out, she walked up to me with a smile on her face. Beckoning me to closer with her finger, she met my lips with hers. When I wrapped my arms around her and we began to kiss, she opened her mouth. This time though, instead of her tongue, she slipped what felt like a piece of candy from her mouth into mine.

Pulling her head back, she smiled, showing me one between her teeth as well. Remembering our conversation at dinner on Monday, I smiled as we both began chewing the gummy candy. Amber laughed when she saw my face suddenly scrunch up. The initial sweetness of the sugary coating gave way to an unpleasant bitter aftertaste as I quickly swallowed it down. Coughing a couple of times, I croaked, "Ugh, that was terrible."

Still smiling as she swallowed hers down, Amber pulled herself back against me. As she gave me a slow, sensual kiss, she playfully said, "Yeah, but I bet the sex is going to be fucking incredible."

Smiling as I gave her another kiss, I asked, "How long did you say they take to work?"

Laughing, she replied, "Honestly, a couple hours. Please, don't do what I did."

When I responded with a quizzical look, she said, "I was sitting around bored out of my mind when my parents were over. I thought for sure that brownie wasn't working so I took another. Uncle Mike's friend saw me do it and broke out laughing. I swear, five minutes after eating it, the first one hit me. Let's just say I definitely hadn't needed a second one."

When I started to laugh, she said quite animatedly, "No, babe, I'm serious... when I finally made it to bed, I had to hold onto the covers to keep from flying off into space."

We both had a good laugh as we started back for the truck. Stopping off at the tailgate, she hugged me and said, "But that feeling when the first one started working..." Slowly shaking her head she gave me a quick kiss and said, "I won't say it's better than sex; but, all I could think about was how good it's going to feel doing it with you."

Smiling back at her, I asked, "Well... how do you want to kill the next couple hours then?"

Looking up at the still-benign-appearing clouds, Amber shrugged and said, "Wanna go for a walk?"

Knowing that our walks almost always ended some sort of fun, I smiled and replied, "Yeah, let's take the truck back to the tent though."

Stepping up on one of the rear tires, Amber lifted herself over the side and into the cargo bed. Taking a seat, she hollered, "You drive. I've always wanted to do this."

Chuckling to myself as I climbed back inside, I started it up and we were off. On the way back to the campsite, I did my best to find every little bump and hill to drive over to give Amber the full experience. Hitting the gas and putting the suspension to test, all of the pens and loose change noisily bounced in the console as we negotiated the rolling terrain. When we finally came to a stop again beside the tent, I heard Amber laughing when I opened my door. Hopping over the side as I got out, she exclaimed, "You've gotta try that some time! That's the best ride I've ever been on out here."

When I gave her my best unimpressed glare, she laughed and said, "Fine... the best ride with clothes on."

She came up and gave me a hug before grabbing the backpack and heading over to the cooler with me. I got a couple of drinks and some snacks before slinging it over my shoulder and seeing if Amber was ready. Looking up at the cloudy sky, she said, "You know, maybe we shouldn't go so far this time."

Although I had been looking forward to another trip out to our secluded lake, I had to agree that it would probably be a good idea to stay closer to the campsite. Seeing a wooded area to the south that we'd never explored, I made that suggestion and we got ready to head out.

Before we left though, Amber said, "Hey, I don't think it's supposed to get that bad; but, do you wanna put the cooler and stuff in the truck just in case we need to move?"

Thinking that it was a good idea, I helped her load the cooler and our little stove into the bed of the truck. Amber also moved most of our bedding into the back of the passenger compartment. Shutting the door when we'd loaded the last of our things, Amber took my hand and we began to stroll across the pasture. We made our way over and around a few small hills. Not in any rush, we took our time strolling along the sandy dirt path that cut through the long wild grass. Being exposed out in the open like that, when the occasional gust of wind hit us, I was thankful for the warm sweatshirt that she had thought to pack. It was a mixed blessing though, because as we walked, despite it being cooler and there being no sun, the heavier cotton trapped much of my body heat and I began to feel a bit warm.

When we had crested the last hill and were approaching the stand of trees, we stopped for a moment. Setting the backpack down, I surveyed the woods ahead of us while Amber took a quick sip of her water. Finding a suitable path, I took Amber's water and stole a sip before tucking it away. When I stood and put the bag back over my shoulder, Amber just winked at me as she fanned the front of her sweatshirt.

She then stood in place and watched over her shoulder as I walked up behind her. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I brushed her hair out of the way and kissed her on her neck. Amber then tilted her head back and sighed as I ran my hands up the front of her sweatshirt. Without a bra underneath, my hands cupped her breasts and we both quietly moaned when I gave them a gentle squeeze.

Looking back over her shoulder as I pulled my hands out, Amber just smiled and turned, putting her arm around my back. Pulling me around beside her, still with a little grin on her face, she nodded towards the wood and said, "Let's go see what trouble we can get into."

Taking her hand, we started back through the trees on the little path that I'd found. With the thick layer of clouds overhead, it was even darker than usual back in the woods. As we wove our way back among the trees, we didn't have to deal with a lot of bushes or other plants in our way. Because the dense canopy blocked so much sunlight, there wasn't much undergrowth to deal with. Instead, the forest floor was relatively bare with only a carpet of fallen, dried pine needles.

As we walked around, the occasional gust would go through the trees, knocking more of the sharp needles down onto us. One happened to catch me right on the back of the neck, causing me to flinch and swat at a non-existent bug. Seeing my struggle, Amber tried but failed to hold in a laugh.

Meandering a little farther, I soon saw a clearing up ahead that I knew was the fence line at the edge of the property. Not wanting to lose the illusion of our isolation out here in the middle of nowhere, we turned and headed back to the west for a while. When the scenery never changed from the repetitive series of endless pine trees, I said, "Damn, I was hoping to stumble upon something cool out here."