Chapter I
It was a beautiful afternoon as I backed my twenty-four-foot RV into my assigned space. For such a beautiful week the campground appeared unusually sparsely settled, but I just went about setting up. Back then, this was well over ten years ago, I enjoyed an occasional cigar. My taste in cigars was quite expensive, thus it was an occasional treat.
I had fully set up and was just settling back with my cigar and a cold one when I was shocked out of my seat.
"Howdy!" the enormous voice bellowed.
"Holy shit, you half scared me to death," I exclaimed as I turned and looked up at a mountain of a man.
He was black, deep ebony black and had to be all of six-five and easily two hundred-fifty pounds of solid muscle, a completely shaved head and in his early thirties.
He roared with a laugh that was just as giant of a sound as he was himself. He extended his meat hook of a hand and softly said, "Sorry man, didn't mean to sneak up on you like that but I could smell the aroma of your cigar all the way over at our little camp, over there." He said as he pointed through the trees to one of those dome shaped tents.
"Hey no problem, the area looked almost deserted and I never looked in your direction so I didn't realize I wasn't alone. Hey, I hope my cigar smoke isn't bothering you?"
"Are you kidding, that thing smells like pure heaven, but if I lit one up over there the little woman would be cooking meatballs for dinner, only problem is, they would be the ones I keep in my jockeys."
We both laughed heartily, and then he continued. "By the way my name Roger and the non-smoking warden over there that's peeking through the bushes is Kinesha, or more commonly known as the hundred pound hell cat."
I looked toward the bushes where he pointed and there with her arms crossed in an apparent pose of total disgust, was a light milk chocolate skinned goddess. She had those eyes that just melted right through you, even though at this moment in time she was not enjoying Roger's or my sense of humor.
She was dressed in a halter-top and short shorts of white that made her milky skin look even more breath taking. Her medium sized breasts appear as two pointed torpedoes that could bore wholes in a man's chest. And legs, well what can I tell you, her legs just seemed to go on and on forever until they met in heaven, or as the refer to it today, in a delicate camel toe, that just said wouldn't you like an opportunity to touch me?
I smiled and waved to her and she smiled back, shook her head in over exaggerated disgust as she walked back toward their camp said aloud, "boys, they never grow up."
I offered Doug a beer and a cigar and he yelled over to his wife, "Hey Key can I stay here for a bid and have a smoke?"
"You just better go over to the bathroom and wash the stink off before you come back here, you hear me?" He yelled back his assurance, and he and I had a couple of brews and learned a lot about each other over the next hour or so.
I learned that he had just finished up his masters and was about to take a job out of state and he and his wife of four years loved the Cape Cod and decided to take the whole summer down here. The only way they could afford it was to camp most of it and on occasion they would treat themselves to an inexpensive motel room.
I explained that I had just gone through a divorce a year or so earlier and decided to take a few months off to see some of the country. I explained how I was self-employed and had arraigned to be away for about three months, but had to schedule in this return trip to Massachusetts to attend my nieces wedding, the following weekend.
Just about then Kinesha, or Key as I was told to call her, came through the bushes with a hand towel over her arm and a little bag of what I supposed to be toiletries. "Excuse me guys, but I'm going to go over to the ladies room and freshen up, you better wash up too Roger and get our fire started if you want me to have that chicken ready for dinner."
"You don't have to walk all the way down there, while Roger and I finish our beers why don't you use my bathroom in the motor home?"
After a few minutes of banter about why she couldn't do that, I simply stood up and excused myself from Roger, took Key by the elbow and just about dragged her into the Motor home. Once inside Key was amazed at the appointments that a motor home had. I gave her the proverbial ten-cent tour, finally leading her to a bathroom that came fully equipped with what every home had. Once I had her settled, I went to the door calling Roger to bring our beers in so that he could wash up at the kitchen sink.
As Roger was washing up Key came out of the bathroom and began ranting about how she didn't believe that the bedroom in the RV was as big as it was. It was complete with a king-sized bed, dressers, one with a very large mirror and two closets and a TV.
"Ooh God, a real bed with real sheets, what I wouldn't give for just one night on that?"
"Careful what you say, little woman, he may make you an offer you can't refuse," Roger bellowed over my shoulder as he looked into the room as well.
As Roger began walking back toward the kitchen area still drying his muscular chest and arms, I said, "go ahead Key try it, I paid extra for the mattress its very firm with an ultra soft top layer.
She protested of course, trying not to impose but I insisted and was I glad I did. The bed was high off the floor and once she got on it, as she bent her knees to push herself to the center the loose legs of her shorts rode up and parted away from her silky looking inner thigh and gave me a quick but awesome view of her tight lipped, totally shaved pussy.
Once she positioned herself in the center of the bed she kept her knees bent upward pointing toward the ceiling and sort of rocked them back and forth as she moaned displaying the pleasure she felt as she lay sunken into the soft comforter.
"Hey Doug," Roger bellowed from the kitchen area, "I can hear her moaning in there, if your going to be fucking my wife in there on your big bed the frigging least you could do is offer me another beer for her services."
"In the frig, bottom shelf, and by the way is that an offer?"
"Don't know yet, haven't counted how many beers and cigars you got left, but I'm open to a barter system."
Key jumped up from the bed, and as she did, she gave me an even better view of her gorgeous pussy, and then as she used her arms to push herself upright, she exposed almost all of her firm left breast. I had to turn sideways quickly to my erection.
"Why are all you guys so perverted? She yelled as she pushed her way past me.
I couldn't resist using an old line I'd use a thousand times before, "it's your fault, if you women weren't so sexy us men wouldn't be thinking of sex all the time."
