A Canoe Trip to Remember
Back in the mid 1980's Valerie, my wife of 15 years and me, my name is Darrin by the way, decided to take a trip to the panhandle of Florida to go on a canoeing trip down 'Coldwater Creek' just north of Milton Fla. We had been down this creek a couple times with friends and really enjoyed this easily paddled trip. This time we wanted to go by ourselves and possibly have a little naughty fun that day.
Valerie or I didn't wear much. Val asked me to wear my men's black bikini underwear instead of my black speedo swimsuit during our drift down the creek. She'd convinced me to wear them on a public beach near 'St. Augustine', before and it was no problem. As far as I know, no one even knew I was on a public beach in my underwear, plus they were more comfortable than my tight speedo. Over the suit I wore some old cut jean shorts and a tank-top.
I in turn suggested she wear her black string bikini bottom and a tiny white bikini top I made for her one day. The top was made from an old pillow case. It was only three inches wide at the base of the triangle and 5 inches vertically to cover her 36C breast. And it
just barely
did, plus it was very thin and was see-through when wet. The stings were narrow white shoe laces. That top probably wouldn't have been legal on a public beach because it showed more tit than it covered. Over her 'bikini top', she covered it up with a cut-off mans' white undershirt that ended right at the bottom of her breast. She needed to be careful when she wore just it because when she raised an arm, an entire breast and nipple would come uncovered. On the bottom she wore her old 'junk' shorts. These shorts were cut-off so short, a nice bit of ass cheek showed when she wore them and the seams on both sides were ripped all the way up to the belt-loops. She has worn these shorts in public a couple times before and has turned a few heads when she did because she refuses to wear underwear with them!
Well we made it to the canoe rental shop a little early with no problem and waited for more canoers to arrive before we loaded up. Valerie had me retie the strap around her back as loose as I could tie it but not as loose as to where it would untie by itself. The only thing keeping the triangles of her top in place was the weight of her crop top now. She knew that any quick movement now would result in a nipple getting free of one cloth covering. After about a half-hour wait, a couple pick-up trucks arrived separately with 4 guys all about 20 to 25 years of age. They didn't seem to know each other. We all loaded into a short bus pulling a trailer with our canoes on it. The four guys got on first then Valerie and me. I had noticed Val had freed one of her tits from her bikini top and her nipples were nice and hard as she headed to the bus and slowly walked past the boys on the bus to our seat. As we traveled down the road, she leaned to me and told me to untie the strings on her top. She had decided she wanted to wear her crop top only the rest of the day. I removed it and shoved it into our dry clothing bag. Val had packed only a short sundress to put on after the trip and I had packed just another pair of shorts. I was going to put the shirt and shorts I was currently wearing in the bag before we pushed off.
You should have seen those guys when they noticed Val had removed her bikini top. I didn't mention it before but Val's crop top is big on her and everytime she bends over, if you are in the right position, you can see both her tits from underneath. Well, they came into view often as we loaded our canoe. A few times she purposely reached over her head to scratch the back of her neck with would bring an entire bare tit into view. Just before we pushed off, Val turned her back to the boys and took her top off and gave me the suntan lotion so I could cover her back with it. She then made a show of lotioning up her front side as she kept her back to the boys. She put her top back on and was pulling it down as she turned around flashing all four of those guys both her tits.
All the guys pushed off as Val and I finished loading and securing our cooler and stuff then we pushed off. We had pulled away from the boat launch and had gone maybe a quarter mile and I could see the two canoes a few hundred yards ahead of us as Val removed her top and carefully slipped out of her shorts. She was now wearing only her string bikini bottom. She put her shorts in our dry clothes bag and asked for my shorts. I carefully worked them off as to not upset the canoe and gave them to her.
About a half hour later, we came around a bend in the river and found one of the canoes had beached itself. One guy was sitting in the canoe and the other guy was unseen. Val calmly waved to him as I asked if everything was alright. He said his friend was in the trees taking a crap. I noticed his eyes never left my nearly naked wife. A short while later, those two guys were coming up from behind us fast, I figured that would happen. I knew they wanted to get another look at Val's tits. I told her that they were coming and all she said was that she thought that would happen and that she didn't care if they wanted to get another look at her tits. She then surprised me when she said she had decided she didn't care if they hung around a looked at them all day because she thought it would be fun to show them her tits all day and so she had decide not to put her top back on until we reached the unloading dock.