The morning of the hunt had finally come. Mark was awake, sitting in his hotel room at 5am anxiously waiting for his ride to show up. He was excited to get back out into the field and wanted to get to the hunting blind well before sunrise to have the best chance of seeing a trophy whitetail deer.
It had been over 15 years since he had been hunting and he was a little nervous about getting back into action. Mark was now 42 years old, married, and had two kids at home. Raising a family had taken a lot of his time and he had lost touch with mother nature and the thrill of a good old fashioned hunting trip. He had fond memories of being out the outdoors on hunting trips in his younger years, but his wife didn't really like the idea of hunting, so that put a damper on the time he could spend pursuing this interest.
Hunting was on hold until Mark met Jack. Jack was a co-worker that he struck a friendship with over their love of the outdoors. On their work breaks and at lunch, they would often scroll through hunting photos on Jack's phone and tell each other tales of past adventures they've had on hunting trips. Some truthful, and some were exaggerated, as many hunters do. All of the stories reignited Mark's interest in deer hunting, and when Jack invited him to his 900 acre deer lease for the weekend, he didn't hesitate to accept. It would take a little convincing to get his wife to agree to it, but he knew it would be worth it.
Mark zipped up his camo hunting jacket, grabbed his gloves and double checked his rifle bag. All of his ammo was in order so he closed it up and glanced at his phone. Just then a text appeared from Jack stating that he just pulled up outside in the truck.
As he approached the truck, Jack greeted him with a smile as he sipped his coffee from behind the wheel. Jack was 39 years old and recently divorced his wife only 4 month prior. He was itching to get into the great outdoors to relax for a few days and forget about the messy divorce.
As Mark climbed into the cab of the truck he noticed that Jack was wearing full coveralls.
"It's going to be a cold morning today. I'm glad you brought your heavy coat. If these coveralls don't keep me warm, I'll bring an extra coat along too." said Jack.
It was another half hour of rough country road driving before their truck finally arrived at their destination, and another 150 meter walk to find the deer blind. The final walk was in pure darkness and only guided by the moonlight. Mark and Jeff even tried not to breathe too loud as to not give off their location.
As they arrived at the blind, a 4 foot by 8 foot raised box about 6 feet off the ground, they each slowly began to make the climb to door. The metal stairs were quiet against the rubber soles of their boots. Once the door was shut, they stashed their guns and gear in the corner they both settled into two nicely padded office chairs.
The blind was well insulated also, so they felt comfortable to talk quietly without giving away their position to game that may be coming through the area soon.
"This is pretty comfortable. You guys don't really have to rough it much out here do you?" whispered Mark.
"No. We know how to do it right on this hunting lease. We don't like to be too uncomfortable. Speaking of uncomfortable, I think it's time I fired up the propane heater to warm this place up." replied Jack.
The temperature was barely above freezing and although they had heavy coats, they needed to warm up the blind box or else they would be shivering until the sun came out.
As he sparked the lighter to ignite the gas heater, a soft orange glow appeared in the deer blind. It was the first moment they could really see each other since leaving the truck and it was comforting to be able to see each other sitting side by side while they they wait for the sun to rise.
"So I've been meaning to ask you - How has it been going since the divorce finalized." Mark asked.
"It's settling down a bit. The chaos is over, but to be honest, the loneliness can get bad at times." Jack replied in a somber tone.
"Sorry to hear that man. I imagine that's really tough."
"Yeah, it can be. We didn't even have sex for at least 6 months before the divorce was final, so I'm on a long and lonely dry spell." said Jack.
"Damn. I had no idea it's been that long. Natasha and I haven't been very intimate either lately. It's been a couple months since she's even let me touch her." replied Mark.
The both looked away in slight embarrassment as if they have entered a taboo subject they shouldn't be talking about. They had only been in the hunting blind for a few minutes and they were already getting too personal. After a moment of awkward silence sitting in near darkness, they glanced back at each other and Jack spoke up.
"Wait, you and Natasha haven't been doing well?"
"Well, she's been really busy with work and the kids. It's not that we're doing badly really. She's just been distant. If I try to hint at anything remotely like sex she just seems to brush it off or says shes tired." said Mark.
"I'm sorry to hear that. So I guess you can relate to my loneliness a bit after all." said Jack as we leaned back in his chair to get more comfortable.
"Of course, buddy. Other than jerking off to some old sexy photos she sent me, I haven't enjoyed her physically at all in a long time. Her pussy is literally the best in the world and I miss it so much, but fortunately I like jacking off too, so I'll survive." Mark replied with a gentle laugh.
This caught Jack off guard and without hesitation, Jack whispers "You are killing me man! She has always been such a hot woman and I don't know what's worse - knowing you have sexy photos of her that you beat off to, or hearing that she has such an incredible pussy. This is your wife man, and you probably don't want to be giving me that mental image."
Jack couldn't help but visualize Marks wife Natasha. She was a thick and curvy bi-racial women in her late 30's standing at about 5 feet 4 inches tall. She was half Asian, half white, with naturally golden tan skin and shining wavy dark hair. She had a very large and attractive ass and incredible large natural breasts. Her thick hourglass figure always drove him wild, but he kept his thoughts under control out of respect for his friend Mark.
Jack started reminiscing about the pool party at Mark's house back in the summer. He was hanging out by the grill enjoying a beer when she emerged from the house with a bikini on. Although she had a cover up wrapped around her sexy wide hips, her top half took his breath away as he remembered the ample under boob that hung below that sexy top.
