This is a story based on great memories of attending bluegrass music festivals back in the late 70's in Southern California. What fun times.
I was recently divorced, in my late 30's, trying to fill the void a divorce causes to most people's lives. I needed new friends, new places to go and new things to do. I love country music and I love to dance so finding new friends and going to weekend long bluegrass festivals with onsite camping seemed like it might be fun.
I had met one younger lady, in her mid 20's, while out country dancing who seemed adventurous and maybe willing to try new things. This is our story.
It was a Saturday night and I had gone to one of my favorite country bars to dance with friends. There was a good crowd and a good band. PJ was out tonight. That's short for Patricia Jean.
I walked to her table. "Hi PJ. You're looking good tonight. I love your blouse... very pretty."
She quickly stood up to give me a hug and a kiss hello. "Hi Bob. Let's dance."
It was a two-step with a good beat. We were just discussing what had happened since we last saw each other. We paused on the dance floor to see what the next song was going to be. It was a nice slow ballad.
I asked? "Shall we snuggle?"
She answered. "Absolutely!"
When the song ended we shared a kiss that was more than a friendly thanks for the dance kiss.
PJ spoke. "Join me at my table."
I replied. "Thank you, I'd love to."
That was the start to a fun filled evening of dancing, teasing, kissing and getting to know each other better. We had danced a few times on other nights before but tonight was different. Tonight we mostly danced with each other and only a couple of dances with other dance partners. We were really enjoying our evening together.
When it was getting close to midnight, even though the band would play until 2:00AM, I wanted to find out if we might become better friends. We had just finished dancing really close to a slow song and had shared a sensuous kiss. We sat down at our table. The band was going to take a 15 minute break.
I put my hand on PJ's thigh right below the hem of her short skirt to be sure I had her attention. She put her hand on mine. I had no idea what her reaction to my next question might be but I had to ask.
I spoke softly. "PJ, let me finish before you answer. I've heard about a bluegrass festival that's coming up next weekend. It's only 70 miles away at a park with a lake, lots of grass areas, plenty of parking with one area for day visitors and another area for those who want to camp for the weekend. Will you go with me?"
She paused as if she was trying to decide how to answer me.
PJ spoke shyly. "Tell me more about it so I can decide if I want to go just for a day.... or for the weekend."
I was relieved... she would go... I just needed to convince her to go for the weekend.
I started. "There will be a stage area for several bands to play for an hour at a time and then a different band will take the stage and play. The music will start at 11:00AM and continue until 10:00PM on Saturday and Sunday. Those who are camping can stay Sunday night and go home on Monday which is a holiday. Everyone should bring a blanket, camping type chairs and a small ice chest for drinks. The blanket will reserve your 'spot' and it's safe to leave it and your chairs all day while you go for lunch or dinner, or just walking around the park and the lake. There will be a food service set up or you may bring your own."
PJ smiled. "If we go for the whole weekend........ What are the sleeping arrangements?"
I was feeling better. "I have a pick-up with a slide-in camper. We will not be sleeping on the ground. The camper has a dinette that makes into a double bed. NO expectations. NO strings attached."
She laughed. "Asking me to go away with you for a fun weekend is a pretty sneaky way to get me in your bed.... What do I need to pack?"
Now I was smiling. "Thank you! It'll be fun. Let's get out of here and we can work out the details. How about an early breakfast at Denney's?"
She answered. "Sounds good. I came with Sue. Let me tell her what's going on and that I will see her back at the apartment we share later."
We finished our drinks just as Sue was getting back to the table. PJ leaned over to Sue and whispered in her ear so no one else could hear. We got up and walked out hand in hand to my car. I opened the passenger door for her to get in. We didn't talk much on the short drive to the restaurant. We were both wondering what was next.
When we got to the restaurant I said. "Wait for me to come around and open your door."
PJ smiled. "Trying to impress me by being a gentleman?"
I answered. "Just being who I am."
We went in and sat side by side in a booth towards the back. The waitress came and we each ordered a light breakfast and orange juice.
PJ asked: "So how does this weekend go? And what do I need to bring?"
Again I put my hand on her soft, smooth thigh right below the hem of her short skirt.
I spoke. "The camper has everything in it we might need. I will bring drinks and food for the weekend. Is there anything you particularly don't like?"
She answered. "I like most everything. I'm sure whatever you choose will be fine."
I answered: "You will need to pack a small personal case with your toothbrush, toothpaste, hair brush, deodorant, perfume, and anything else you think you might need. I always have suntan lotion in the camper. Since days are hot but the evenings get cool, you will need a mix of clothes. To be sure you have what you might need pack jeans and shorts, a couple of blouses, a couple of sun tops, a cover-up shirt or sweater for evenings, sandals and tennis shoes. I'm going to request you wear a short skirt and a sexy blouse with sandals for travelling in the truck."
PJ smiled. "At least I have a week to pick out what I'm going to wear."
I teased. "I've only seen you dressed cowgirl style... surprise me."
As we were eating we continued to discuss our up-coming weekend. She had a commitment to a family gathering on Friday night.
We agreed that each of us would have a light breakfast before I would pick her up at her apartment at 8:00AM on Saturday morning. The drive would take about an hour and a half leaving plenty of time to get parked in the camping area and go pick a spot for our blanket and chairs. We were both anxious yet nervous about how our weekend might go.
I gave her my personal card with my name, address and phone number on it so she could call me if something came up that would change our plans. She put it in her purse. I would find out where her apartment was located in a little while.
We decided we were both tired. I left a tip for the waitress and paid the bill at the cashier on our way out. When we got to my car I again opened her door for her.
Instead of getting in she turned around to face me. She put her arms around me and gave me a wonderful, sensual kiss while I held her tight.
PJ spoke softly. "I like you.... And I'm looking forward to our weekend."
I answered. "Me, too."
It was an easy drive to her apartment as we both lived in the same town. I would remember how to find it next Saturday morning.
We took a couple of minutes to say goodnight while we were still in my car. We shared a tight embrace and a simple goodnight kiss at her door. She went into her apartment and I got in my car and went home.
The next week seemed to just drag by. I worried all week that PJ would call and thank me for the offer and tell me she was sorry but that she couldn't go. I needn't have worried. Saturday morning came and I had everything in the camper including Ice, the gas tank was full, I had my camera with me. I was wearing denim shorts, a short sleeved western shirt, my hat and leather sandals without socks. I wondered how PJ would be dressed.
After just a short drive I was parking close to her apartment. I got out and went to the door and knocked.
I was greeted by a smiling PJ. "Please come in."
I stepped in and she gave me a hug and a kiss hello.
I was pleasantly surprised at what I saw. PJ was wearing a denim skirt that was a little shorter than the one she had on last week. Her tan sandals were cute. The biggest surprise was the blouse she was wearing. It was pale pink, quite thin, short sleeved, button up with a small collar. I could see a lacy bra that was a shade darker pink under it. Her only jewelry was silver earrings. I wondered if her panties matched her bra.
I was smiling. "Very nice!"
PJ blushed. "We're going out of town. I wanted to be sexy for you."
I went on. "Thank you for granting my request. Where's Sue?"
She answered. "She didn't make it home last night. She's at her boyfriend's apartment. She's fine... and a little jealous of the weekend we are going on."
I asked? "Are you ready?"
She answered. "All packed and ready to go. Everything fit in the suitcase. I hope you like what I packed."
We walked out to my truck and put her suitcase in the camper. I opened the passenger door for her to get in. I went around and got in. She scooted over really close to me. My truck is an older classic, it has a bench seat and didn't come with seatbelts so we don't have to wear them.
We chatted about all sorts of things as we went up the highway getting to know each other better. Suddenly we were at the entrance to Lake Park. I paid our admission for the weekend with camping. He told me where the camping area was. I found a nice place to park under a big tree that would shade the camper as it did not have air conditioning. We got out and I pulled the camper step down so PJ could get up into the camper. Yes, her panties match her bra.
PJ was impressed at how much a camper can be equipped with and still not be overly big for going down the road. There was a dinette that we would make down into a double bed later. There were two overhead lights that worked off the truck battery. There was a closet hiding a small portable toilet and a couple of cupboards that contained the bare necessities for cooking and eating plus some food items.
There was a small sink with a hand pump for water and an ice box with extra ice for the small ice chest sitting on the floor next to two folding camp chairs. There was bedding for the bed and a folded blanket sitting on one side of the dinette.
I handed PJ the blanket and picked up the two chairs and my camera. We walked a short distance to where the stage was and saw how other people had placed their blankets and chairs. I picked a spot that I thought might have a little afternoon shade from a large tree and spread our blanket out, unfolded the chairs and sat them on the blanket. We decided to walk over to see the small lake.