Intro
This chapter has a very slow start, preparing for chapter 2
"We need to plan a float trip for this summer, just the four of us!" Sarah said, as we enjoyed our margaritas before our dinner arrived. It was our monthly meet-up after union meeting night at the local Mexican restaurant. My wife Amy would join us in the union hall parking lot after the meeting, and Sarah, Trish, and I would go out to get Mexican.
It was a good way for me and my wife to hang out with other adults while escaping from our 2 children for an evening. It also allowed Amy to meet and keep up with some of my union sisters and hear about the drama that we just don't have in our lives.
"Oh, that would be great," added Trish. "I could use a good camping /float trip!"
"Would you two want to stay in tents? there would be plenty of room in the camper with me and Nate since the kids won't be going," mentioned Amy.
"I'd be interested in that," said Sarah. "keeps me from having to pack a tent."
Trish agreed, too.
"Well, it sounds like a plan!" I said.
we agreed upon a date, and I made reservations for us. It was still 4 months away till May, but we were all very excited about the trip. the idea of drinking, floating, camping, good friends, and good food had us all excited.
Chapter One
It was finally May, we had chosen the weekend before Memorial Day weekend to try and avoid the crowds on the river. Trish drove her truck with Sarah and brought their kayaks. While Amy and I brought our truck and camper, with our Kayaks inside.
Amy and I arrived first and had camp set in no time since we knew our routine with the camper. Trish and Sarah arrived 30 mins later. I showed Trish around the camper, Sarah had seen it before. I offered them the option of beds, there were 2 bunks or a dinette bed. Amy and I had our room with a queen size bed and a barn door to the room. otherwise, the only other private room was the bathroom.
"Ladies," I said, "this site is electric only, we have filled the water tank, which will probably last us for bathroom use and dishes, and the rare boy scout style shower."
"Boy scout style?" asked Trish.
"Yeah, no long hot showers, you have to turn off the water between soaping and rinsing," Amy filled in. she added, " there is our bathroom shower, or if you fill risky, there is the outdoor shower, or you could always go use the shower house for a full hot shower, but it is open stalls, no privacy."
Sarah, being a bit larger, took the bottom bunk, Trish was a bit taller and tried the top bunk, but couldn't get in, being too tall.
"We will probably be eating outside if you want the dinette," offered Amy.
Trish agreed. They moved their clothes
and bedding in.
I was outside, just having gotten the firepit going, and cracked open a Budweiser when they finished.
Trish had been a bartender before and brought margarita fixings and started making a batch of margaritas, while Sarah and Amy started preparing onions, peppers, and flank steak for Fajitas on the Blackstone grill. It was shaping up to be a warmer weekend, with a chance of rain Saturday night.
It was already a warm, toasty night. Everyone was in shorts, I had a t-shirt on, and the ladies all had tank tops on with sweat glistening between their breasts. The margaritas were already going down smoothly.
"Damn, I am sweating my tits off!" shouted Sarah. Amy and Trish both agreed.
"Well, you could take your tops and bras off if that'd make you feel better," I said.
"Oh, you and the neighbors would love that!" said Amy.
"There just breasts, I have seen breasts before."
"Well, I will keep my top on, but this bra has got to go!" said Trish. she reached behind her back and started fumbling with the hooks and pulled her bra out through the side. I watched the whole show intently.
Trish was a divorced mother of one. She had nice C-sized breasts, but had obviously breastfed. They were no longer perky, but you could tell her nipples hung down low.
"Nate, what you said, 'there just breasts' you really mean that, don't you? it's one thing I have always appreciated about you while working around you. I never felt pursued. we have been just friends." said Sarah.
"That's exactly how I feel, too," said Trish.
"We can tell you and Amy are happily married, and you don't have the typical toxic masculine traits, plus you seem secure in your sexuality."
"That's good to hear, I am happy he is that way at work with women," said Amy.
"Well, thank you, but what do you mean by secure in my sexuality?"
"Well, like you're not gonna freak out by a guy hitting on you or even over seeing a nude guy," said Sarah.
I chuckled, "Well, gee, thanks, I guess, I am nowhere near physically fit, but I am mentally at peace with my body, I have been to nude beaches before. The body does not freak me out."
"You've been to a nude beach?" gasped Sarah and Trish in unison.
"Yeah."
"Were you hard the whole time?"
"No," I said, smiling. "Nudity does not equal sexual."
"So you would be comfortable sitting here naked with us around?" asked Trish.
"I didn't say that, I am not going to be on parade here for you, I am saying I am comfortable with my nudity and others."
"That raises a good question, not much privacy in the camper, how are we handling changing clothes and what not in there?" asked Amy.
"I will give Sarah and Trish as much privacy as they desire, but in the end, we are all adults and have seen the opposite gender nude before."
"Fuck it! Your right Trish," said Amy. as she started ripping her bra off as well. I love my wife's tits, DD, large areolas, and long nipples from breastfeeding our two kids.
Sarah was soon to follow, tugging her bra out from under her tank top, Sarah has never had any kids, and her nipples set up higher, on nice D size breasts, except for a noticeable difference, barbells!
"Sarah! Are your nips pierced?" shouted Amy.
"I mean I am not surprised, with your facial piercings and nose bone," I added.
"Oh, she has more than just that!" stated Trish.
Both Amy and I stared Sarah down stunned.
"Yeah I got a hood piercing too," she said very nonchalantly.
Amy being a little naive stated "hood piercing?"
"Her clitoral hood, hun"
"Did that hurt?"
"Not as much as you might think, it was more weird having a rando trying to clamp it and stab a needle through it," said Sarah. "Surely I am not the only one with piercings?"
"No piercing, but Nate does wear jewelry sometimes, Well genital jewelry," stated Amy.
Yeah, the margaritas were really starting to hit Amy.
