No Towel at the Camping's Showers

Hi, we're Jamie (34 years old female) and Aaron (37 years old male), a couple from Vermont, USA. You'll get 2 stories: one from Aaron's perspective and one from Jamie's perspective.

Aaron's perspective:

Since the weather was supposed to be beautiful, Jamie and I decided to take a day off from work and go camping for a 3-day weekend. We used to do this pretty often, but now with our jobs and our house and everything... It's not as easy! On Friday morning, we left early to take full advantage of the day. It wasn't too long of a drive (about 2 hours), but there was a nice hike that we could do that was right next to the campground. We figured it would be the perfect activity to do before checking-in.

When we arrived, we prepared our lunch, grabbed a couple of items and headed for the trail. It's a beautiful hike in the mountains, not too steep, but not too flat. The trail follows a river and you can even swim in a few "holes". By 3pm, we were back at the car and ready to check-in at the campground. Since we were pretty early, we even got to choose our camp site! Most available sites were near the bathrooms and showers, but we managed to find one that was a little further away, right by the woods. We started to unpack the car and setup our tent. Ours is pretty large, even though it's just for the two of us. We also brought a portable screened-in gazebo, which we installed around the picnic table. It's pretty amazing to keep the bugs out while we eat or hangout. It also comes with privacy curtains, so we even change in there instead of fighting with our clothes in the tent.

By the time we were fully installed, it was still too early to start cooking dinner. To pass the time, Jamie was sitting at the table playing some card game and I was sitting in my chair, enjoying the nature around. Just as I was thinking of starting a fire, I heard giggles. I looked up and saw 2 girls walking in front of our site, wearing nothing but towels. They must have just showered and were headed back to their tent. I noticed that one of the girl's towel was pretty short. It was wrapped around her, as low as possible to cover her boobs, but still, the edge of her butt was visible! Not by much... But with every step she took, about an inch of her cheeks became visible. Not even an inch. Just a little bit, just enough to attract attention.

-"Enjoying the view?" Jamie said.

-"Yeah, it's so peaceful and quiet. Feels good to be in nature."

She looked at me with a "do-you-think-I'm-stupid" face. She added:

-"Don't get too excited - the towels I brought are longer than that."

I laughed and decided to get to work. As I started making the fire, I discretely looked back at the girls, but they were now too far away to see anything.

The rest of the night went by quickly. We cooked dinner, ate by the fire and played card games. We knew we wanted to wake up early the next morning, so at around 10pm, we decided to go shower before getting some sleep. The campground was not as busy as I'd expected. Which was good, because we only had neighbors on our right. The site on our left was still empty and we probably wouldn't have to wait at all for the bathrooms or showers. I asked Jamie:

-"Can you grab a couple of quarters?"

-"I already have some in my bag with the towels and soap." She replied.

We made our way to the building where the showers were. Luckily for us, it was completely empty. Still, we decided to shower together to save some money. Bonus for me!

The cabin was pretty large and was divided in two sections: one section to change, with a bench and a few hooks, and one section to shower. We both undressed, then Jamie took the soap out of the bag while I grabbed some quarters to get the water running. It was $0.50 for 4 minutes of water. I put $1 in the machine and the timer started right away. It was pretty tight in there, but I didn't mind sharing the water and bumping into my wife's body. I also took the liberty to help her with her soap.

-"It's just to be more efficient!" I said.

I was expecting to be denied, but she simply smiled. I quickly washed her back, and then my hands moved to the front. As I squeezed her wet, soapy boobs, she turned around, kissed me and said:

-"I don't think we have time for that. Let's focus on cleaning up and we'll see how we can pass the time in the tent."

-"Deal!" I answered.

I was quickly done washing and ready to get out. But with only 2 minutes left, I put 2 extra quarters in there, offering Jamie a few more minutes of hot water. As I got out of the shower and into the changing area, I could only see one folded towel on the hook, next to the bag. I asked:

-"Did you just bring one towel?"

-"No, the rest is in the bag."

I opened it up and, under our clothes, found another towel. I took it out and quickly dried myself.

-"I'm going back to the tent. Do you still need the bag or do you want me to bring it back with me?"

-"Hum... You can bring it back. I'm also done with the soap."

As she said that, she slightly moved the curtain aside and handed me the bottle. I shoved it in the bag, wrapped my towel around my waist, put my flip-flops on and left.

I walked back to our site and entered the gazebo. At this time of day, there was no need to put on the privacy curtains - it was so dark, it was impossible to see inside. I took my towel off and looked in our suitcase for a pair of underwear, some pants and a t-shirt. I got dressed and went back outside, sitting by the fire, waiting for Jamie to finish showering. It was really quiet, not a few people were still up. The couple next to us were also sitting by their fire, a guy was walking, and a group of 4 or 5 girls in their early twenties were drinking and playing a game in their own gazebo. As I was looking around, I realized that Jamie still wasn't back. Her "water minutes" were well finished by now... And she couldn't be drying her hair or anything because I brought the bag back with me. What was she doing?

I was about to go see if everything was alright when I saw a girl walking in my direction. It was too dark and she was too far away to tell if it was Jamie or not, but I was pretty sure it was her. She was walking... strangely. Actually, she was almost running. When she got close enough, I could confirm that she was my wife. I just couldn't understand why she was naked! One hand covered her boobs as best as possible while the other hand was holding the towel in front of her crotch. As she got closer to our site, our neighbors stopped talking and stared at her. Why was she walking back to our campsite naked? Why didn't she wrap the towel around herself?

She was about 20-30 feet away from me when she screamed:

-"Aaron! What did you do?"

I really didn't understand what was going on.

-"What do you mean? I did nothing! But what are YOU doing?"

She walked right in front of me and threw her towel at my face. It was dark outside, but since she was right by the fire, it provided enough light to see her nude body. The couple at the campsite next to us were still not saying a word, looking at us.

-"Why did you leave with everything?" She almost screamed.

-"I didn't leave with everything, I took my towel and the bag, as you asked me to. Your towel was on the hook!"

As I said that, I took the towel she threw at me a moment ago. And I realized how small it was. Why did she have such a small towel? Oh! Oh fuck...

-"You thought THIS was my towel? It was for my hair, Aaron! You left me alone in the shower with nothing but a hair towel to cover myself."

-"I'm so sorry! I really thought the towel on the hook was yours. I didn't think to check what else was in the bag."

She replied:

-"Well next time maybe you should! Now at least 5 people have seen me naked on the way back."

-"Again, I'm sorry! I didn't try to put you in this situation. Do you want me to go grab your towel for you? Or your pajamas?"

She looked at me for a moment, finally giving me a tiny smile, and replied:

-"Unless you want everybody walking by to see me like this?"

-"Well... one more or less, it won't change anything at this point!"

With that, she gave me a soft slap behind the head while mumbling something that sounded like "don't be stupid".

As I went back to the tent, I saw her sit down in the chair by the fire. I'm pretty sure that she was somehow enjoying this. At least a little bit. So instead of grabbing her pajamas, I decided to bring her only a towel. I was prepared for another insult and for a request to bring a proper outfit, but to my surprise, she simply said "thank you", stood up and wrapped it around her. We stayed by the fire for a while. Now and then, she even teased me by spreading her knees apart, flashing me her pussy. What a night! After an hour or so, Jamie told me it was time to go to bed. She looked at our neighbors and noticed they were gone. She got off her chair, unwrapped her towel and threw it at me. She grinned and, without saying a word, slowly walked into the gazebo. I quickly put out the fire and joined her.

We didn't make it to the tent! As soon as I closed the screen behind me, she started to kiss me intensely and removed my clothes. We did it right there on the picnic table. We didn't bother closing the privacy curtains since it was so dark, but we did see people walking by our site. Which made it so much more exciting! If only they knew what they could have seen if they just put the spot of their flashlights toward us...

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Jamie's perspective:

I'm not as "outdoorsy" as Aaron. But I enjoy the time we spend together when we do activities such as hiking or camping. It was probably the last warm weekend of the year here in Vermont, so I accepted Aaron's offer to go camping. We arrived at our destination too early to setup our tent at the campground, so we went for a hike to pass the time. It was a lot of fun and the landscape was beautiful.

Later on, we made our way to the campground and unpacked everything. I was glad we brought the screened-in gazebo because there were a lot of bugs! As soon as we had settled in, Aaron sat on a chair to enjoy the nature around while I stayed in the gazebo and grabbed my deck of cards to play solitaire. After a while, just as I was about to go see if everything was ok with my husband, I noticed 2 girls, probably in their mid-twenties, approaching. Their hair were wet and they only had towels on. One of the girl was taller and her towel barely covered her "intimate part". As they passed our campsite, my husband's eyes followed them. Sure enough, he had noticed the short towel and was now enjoying the view of the young lady's butt. I walked up to him and asked if he was enjoying himself. His face turned a little red and he said something foolish about enjoying the wilderness.

After that, we ate a simple meal and hung out for a while. I was starting to feel tired.

-"How about we go shower and then go to bed?" I asked.

-"Sure! Tomorrow we'll need to be up early if we want to have enough time for our hike."

So I grabbed the shower bag, in which I already had put quarters, towels, soap, etc. I have never been a big fan of public showers, but at least it was completely empty when we entered the bathroom building. We closed the door of our shower stall and both undressed. While Aaron was taking care of putting the coins in the machine, I took out the bottles of soap and shampoo along with my hair towel. The water started running, so I put our clothes back in the bag and hopped in the shower. We needed to be quick because time was limited, so in order "to help", my husband decided to help by soaping me. It felt really good actually! But there was not enough time to mess around. I told him to keep his hands for himself until later in the tent. He hurried up and got out, then added more coins in the machine to give me more time to finish showering.

- "Can't find my towel..." He said.

Guys have the worst eyes!

- "Well, it's in the bag with the rest." I replied.

He found it, wrapped it around his waist and asked if I needed anything before he left. I told him I was all set and just enjoying the next few minutes of hot water. I handed him the bottles of soap and shampoo and asked him to put them in the bag and bring the bag back with him.

-"Alright, see you in a bit."

With that, I heard the door of our stall closing. The timer indicated 3 minutes, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the time left.

Soon enough, the water stopped running. I got out of the shower and reached for my towel. For a moment, I panicked. On the hook, there was only my hair towel. I looked on the bench, under the bench, in the shower (as if it was going to magically appear there) and then at the hook again. There was still only my little hair towel...

-"Aaron? You there?"

But no answer. I slightly opened the door to try to find him. He had to be pulling a prank on me or something! I called his name again. Still not a sound. I closed back the door of the stall and thought about the situation. All I had to wear were my flip-flop sandals and a hair towel. I tried to wrap it around my waist, but it was too small to hold. It definitely didn't fit around my boobs neither. And to make things even worse, I heard someone coming in, humming a song. The voice wasn't Aaron's. At some point, I'd have to leave and go back to the campsite. I waited a few more minutes, but the guy stayed there. I opened the door again, to check if he was about to leave or get into a shower stall. He was applying shaving cream on his face. Fuck! I had 2 options at this point: Wait another 10 minutes or more, until he was done shaving, or hide as best as I could behind my tiny towel and quickly get out of here.

I didn't want to wait any longer. So I chose the 2nd option. I already had my sandals on, but I didn't know how to use my towel efficiently. I decided that my best bet was to cover my boobs with it and use my other hand to hide my crotch. My butt would have to be exposed, there was no way around it. I slowly opened the door and, sure enough, the moment I stepped out, he looked at me through the mirror. He must have been in his sixties. His eyes were as big as they could be and his jaw dropped. He turned around (probably thinking the mirror was playing tricks on him!)

-"Are you ok, hun?" He asked.

-"Oh, yeah, yeah... My husband took the wrong towel and left me only with this one."

-"What campsite number are you? I'll go let him know!"

-"T-t-thanks, but that's ok. It's not too far, I'll run for it."

As I said that, I walked side to side, like a crab, making sure to face him to stay hidden behind my hand and towel. Why didn't I accept his suggestion? It was actually the best scenario. But my mind was not working right and I was almost out of the shower building anyway.

I was a few feet away from the exit door, it was time to turn around and leave. The old man was still looking at me in disbelief. I didn't want him to look at my naked butt, so I kept eye contact and turned around while quickly switching my hand from front to back. I realized that it was impossible to properly hide your ass with just one hand! I did my best, but knew it was worthless. Then, the worst case scenario happened. As I was hiding my "behind" and looking at the guy, I heard giggles. I turned around and saw 3 girls on their way to the showers. They were just down the stairs, right in front of me. My pussy was directly at their eye level! They scared me so much that I jumped backward and dropped my towel. I quickly turn around to get it back, and as I stood back up, the old man was starring at me. I was now flashing him, full frontal!

-"You know that this isn't a nudist resort, right?" Said one of the girls.

I blushed so bad while her 2 friends laughed. What a bitch! I put the towel in between my legs, covered my boobs with my other hand and ran down the stairs.

Our campsite wasn't too far away. Maybe just one or two minutes if I kept running. Which doesn't seem too long... but it is when you're 95% naked! So I started running, focusing only on the distance left between me and my tent. I was glad that the campground was almost empty - There was just one tent and a parked car, but no one in sight. I didn't bumped into anybody for the first half of my run. But then, I saw someone walking in my direction with a flashlight. There was nowhere to hide around. My towel was still covering my pussy properly, and my hands were doing an ok job at covering my boobs. I decided to go for it. The next second, I was blinded by the flashlight. I couldn't see the person, but they for sure could see me well! It was only when I was right next to him that I noticed he was a young dude, probably around 25 years old. There was zero politeness in him.

-"Hey, you!" He said to me.

He had a disgusting grin on his face, looking at my body and probably hoping I'd somehow let the towel go. I didn't reply, I just kept running. Of course, his flashlight pointed right back at me. He got a nice view of my ass and there was nothing I could do about it. I was so mad, I turned around and gave him the middle finger. He laughed out loud. I really didn't think this through, because by doing that, it also meant that my boobs were in plain sight. That asshole, he managed to get what he wanted!

Finally, I could see our car. And our tent. And Aaron! Our neighbors were outside by their bonfire. I screamed:

-"Aaron! What did you dooo!"

I probably shouldn't have done that, because not only was he looking at me, but so were the neighbors... Nice. More pairs of eyes on me tonight. I ignored the couple next to us and ran straight to Aaron. At that moment, more anger grew in me. Why did he do that to me? Not giving a fuck anymore, I threw my towel right at his face. I didn't care standing right there naked, as if it was making some sort of statement. He looked so confused.

-"Why did you leave with all my stuff?" I asked.

-"What? I didn't! YOU asked me to bring back the bag". He replied.

-"Yeah, but not my towel. You left with everything but my flip-flops and this." I said, pointing at the hair towel he was now holding in his hand.

-"I don't underst... Oh. Oh! Babe I'm so sorry! I thought this was your towel."

-"You thought THIS was my towel? Aaron, that was for my hair. How in the world did you think I could come back here with this? It's not even big enough to wrap around me!"

He looked sorry, almost sad. I didn't mean to be this hard on him, I knew that it wasn't entirely his fault. He then asked me:

-"Should I go grab your pajamas?

-"That's a good idea! Unless you want more people to see me like this."

As I said that, I pointed at my body.

-"At least 5 or 6 people have already seen me naked. And I've been told "this isn't a nudist resort!" by some girls."

He laughed and said:

-"In this case, one more or less, it won't matter!"

I couldn't help but smile. My anger was gone. I gave him a slap behind the head (in a loving way) and he got off his chair to go get me some clothes.

In the meantime, I sat down in a chair by the fire. I chose the one facing the woods, so the road was behind me. The heat felt good, the night was starting to be chilly. Aaron came back quickly, but instead of bringing my PJs, he arrived with my towel (the real one this time). I stood up and wrapped it around me before sitting back down in my chair. We stayed for a little while and talked. I also thought about what had just happened, and now that it was in the past, I was feeling a bit horny. Now and then, I repositioned myself on the chair and flashed my husband. He noticed and enjoyed it. I was more and more turned on.

-"Alright, I think it's time we go to bed." I told him.

I looked around us to make sure there was no one in sight, then stood up, unwrapped my towel and gave it to him. In a sexy manner, I slowly walked back to the gazebo. Once again, I was nude outside, but at least this time I had control.