I woke up when the sun peeked thru the clouds, casting a bright ray straight thru the window in the tent. I blinked, and tried to clear the sleepiness out of my eyes. Stretching, I felt every ache and pain that I had gained from hiking the day before. Trying not to make to much noise, I sat up and looked over at my companion for the hike. She was still curled up in her sleeping bag. God she was beautiful! Her hair splayed out on her pillow, her face so peaceful as she slept. As quietly as I could I got my boots and snuck out of the tent.
Right into a very damp morning. Everything in the camp was covered in dew. I was thankful that we had stored most of our things in the tent, or in waterproof bags. Looking out over the mountains the view was breathtaking! There were clouds drifting below us making it look as if the mountain tops were poking through a sea of white fluff.
A bunch of wildflowers caught my eyes as I stood there stretching. With a smile I headed over to admire them. The brilliant colors were a stark contrast to the muted greens and browns surrounding the site. I picked one that reminded me of lapis lazuli, a very deep and bright blue. It had a delicate smell, one that made me think of a summer glade in the middle of a forest. I quietly climbed back into the tent and laid the flower on the pillow near Jennifer. Her lips curled into a slight smile as she slept.
Jenniferā¦how strange it was to be out here in the middle of nowhere with her. Iād meet her back in high school, and had had a crush on her from the moment I saw her. Long blond hair, petite and with a smile that lit up her eyes. But alas, we never hit things off back then. But a couple months ago we had bumped into each other in cyberspace. After many exchanged emails I invited her to go on a camping trip I had planned. We meet at the beginning of the trail and had spent the better part of the day hiking up a couple thousand feet. I still didnāt know how trip was going to work out. Seeing her yesterday had rekindled a lot of old feelings I had for her. I was pretty sure the feelings were mutual, but didnāt want to push things to fast. I was as giddy as a schoolboy around her and didnāt want to loose the friendship we were renewing. Course none of this woolgathering was helping to get breakfast ready any faster.
I set about rekindling the fire and getting breakfast ready. Luckily the embers were still warm from last nightās fire and I was quickly able to get water boiling. As the smell of coffee filled the campsite I heard stirring in the tentā¦I figured sheād know when the coffee was ready. The rest of the meal came together quickly. By the time I was finished, the flap to the tent opened and out Jennifer stepped out yawning. She smiled over at me and thanked me for the flower, which she had tucked behind her ear.
Stretching with her arms over her head I could see she wasnāt wearing a bra. The cool mountain air made her nipples poke through the thin t-shirt she was wearing. I quickly tried to get my mind on breakfast as I felt a twitch in my pants. Trying to hide the tent that was beginning to form in my sweatpants, I handed her a cup of coffee and set out breakfast.
While eating we discussed our plans for the day. We broke out the map and after finding where we where, were decided to try a faintly marked trail that appeared to cross a stream near a waterfall, and wound its way up the back side of the next peak.
We broke camp quickly and got started before the sun managed to burn away the clouds. Without the clouds the sun quickly heated up the day. Before long we were sweating profusely as we carried our packs up the side of the mountain. I almost missed the side trail we had been looking for, but luckily Jennifer had stopped to get a sip of water and noticed what appeared to be the side trail a bit off from the one we had been following. We hiked back and saw that a fallen tree had blocked the split from the main trail and you mostly couldnāt see the side trail from the one we were on. It was fortunate that Jennifer had such good eyes, and had stopped where she did.
We started off up the new trail and it was easy to tell that it hadnāt been used very heavily for quite some time. I took numerous stops to take pictures, and give us a chance to rest for a bit. We were both quite a sight by the time we stopped to grab lunch. I had stripped down to shorts and a t-shirt, and was still covered in sweat. Jennifer was likewise down to shorts and a tank top. Sweat beaded her brow and her right arm and leg were splattered with mud where she had slipped into the stream during one of our canteen refills.
We were close to where the trail was supposed to pass a waterfall, and hadnāt made it as far as we thought we would by lunch. We had planned on being a good bit past the waterfall so that we could make our next campsite by dusk. We broke out some granola bars and some trail mix and sat down on some rocks to take our lunch break. Taking our packs off and setting them down was SUCH a relief! It felt nice to just bake in the sun and listen to the sounds of the forest around us. I saw Jennifer rubbing her shoulder, and offered to rub for her. Giving me a grateful look, she scooted over till she were sitting beneath me on the rock. Washing my hands with a bit of water, I started massaging her shoulders. I could tell she was a bit tender where the pack straps had been. I alternated between using my fingers and a deep tissue technique used to un-tighten the muscles sheād been abusing all day with her heavy pack. I heard her sigh as I hit a particularly sore spot. Her head lolled about then hung forward as she surrendered to my touch. Looking down I noticed her tank top had fallen forward a bit and I could see down it. Perfect light colored mounts were revealed, the top still barely covering her areola. Drops of sweat rolled down her curves to the valley between them.
Once again I felt a stirring in my loins. I looked and was horrified to discover I had semi-hardon from my voyeuristic peeking down her top which was outside the netting in my shorts! Here, she thought I was simply helping her get rid of some aches and my cock was out of my shorts and inches from her head! How would I explain if she turned and saw? She turned her head, opened her eyes and looked up at me, starting to thank me for the shoulder rub when her cheek rubbed against my exposed cock. The feel of her soft check rubbing against it caused my cock to jump to attention. Her eyes went wide as I started to stammer an apology. I quickly tucked it back up the leg of my shorts as Jennifer recovered from her shock. I knew my face was beet red as she shook her head as if to wake herself up and finished thanking me for the shoulder rub.
The tent in my shorts was quite noticeable as we picked up our packs and prepared to continue hiking. I was embarrassed but intrigued by the glances I kept seeing her make toward me. Things quickly returned to normal as we started hiking. Within an hour we heard the sounds of a waterfall. The trail crossed a quick flowing stream, but the waterfall wasnāt in sight. We left the trail and hiked up the stream a ways. As we rounded a bend we could see the waterfall. It was beautiful! The water came out about 15 feet above the pool it fell into. The pool was probably 20 feet across and looked to be deep enough to swim in.