He had lost last week's poker game. I was the winner and we were driving up to Daniel's cabin, his zipper was open and his cock was out and lusciously dripping precum. I was snapping pictures while he drove.
"Honey," he protested. "I'm not sure this is safe."
"Slow down then." I said unhelpfully.
I will share that the road was deserted on this sunny summer day. It was a perfect 75 degree day, the normal humidity of the green of the eastern mountains had lifted, and the clear mountain air and late summer yellow grass covered hills and tall green trees created a beautiful back setting as we drove and I mischievously enjoyed my husband's unsettledness. He drove as I admired his beautiful cock, licking my lips and teasing him with honesty about the wetness in my shorts. It was time to relieve him of his misery.
"Ok. I'll drive." I offered. We switched seats, with him flopping outside on the way over to the passenger's side. I hopped the gear shift and while he slipped into the passenger's side and I slipped out of my top...on his side only, giving him a view of my right breast.
We drove quietly for a few miles while I negotiated turns around the mountain. We slipped into the cool shade of trees as we climbed. I did need to concentrate on driving, and I saw that his erection was slipping down. I sighed.
"OK." I said, "Your turn."
I was graciously giving him a chance to order the day. His loss meant I was the one setting the agenda's for our weekend. But I had given him three opportunities to run things. That was in my benefit because he has really hot ideas.
"Top off." He said.
"Honey, this is public." I protested.
"We have not seen anybody in an hour." He said. "Top off."
"Honey. I am driving!" I emphasized.
I could not remove my top and drive, and as I pointed out the curving mountain roads provided no place to pull off and stop.
"OK forfeit till we get there."
Rules of strip poker are very rigid, I have found. No room for playing around. But fair is fair, I thought.
"OK, you have your forfeit."
He just smiled quietly. The next turn led us to the cabin. It sat quietly in a clearing. The driveway ran up almost to the cabin and there was enough of a clearing to see the stars at night. The woods came up about 20 feet to the small log structure. Wildflowers danced in the cool breeze as the heat of the day shifted into the cool mountain evening.
As I slipped out from behind the wheel, I lifted up my arms to stretch and he moved behind me. Putting his arms around me, he said, "Ok here's the forfeit. Strip now. Here . By the car."
I looked around. No one was here. "Can you just make sure no one is in the cabin?" I asked.
He nodded and ran up to the cabin, looking carefully inside. Then he quickly perused the back of the cabin, while I slipped out of my shorts. He gave me the all clear and I slipped my blouse over my head, unhooked by bra, releasing my c-cup titties. Then closing the car door, I bent over and slipped off my panties.
Just then we both heard a whistle. I froze as uniformed man stepped off the path that led to the woods toward the rear of the cabin. He was young, but he had no expression on his face. My face was flushed red and I just stood there in the altogether. My sweet husband stepped up and held out his hand.
"I'm Henry, friend of the Campbells who own this cabin. They are letting us use it for the week." He said.
The park ranger looked seriously at me, but I could see his eyes were twinkling.
"Forget something?" He asked and then broke into a huge grin.
"Daniel is definitely not this much fun. "
He added "I am the local ranger, Tom Dennis. When I heard your car drive up, I thought I would give you my number in case you needed something or ran into trouble. Daniel emailed me that you were coming, so I would not be concerned. You are right near the ranger station here."
He looked at me with a kind of dazed look, taking in my nakedness, my tits and my brown bush. I thought if he could have asked me to twirl around, he would have. But he just stood there with a funny grin, looking at me and spoke.
"Got anything to write it down with?"
Henry chortled and I bent over into the car while the men watched, took a pencil and my black note book out of my purse and said, "Shoot."
It was a tough front but secretly I felt a little shaky.
Ranger Tom dictated the number, smiling the whole time while I stood there pretending this was completely normal.
Henry noted his interest and said, "Feel free to stop by for a beer later on."
I made plans in my head to add clothes, but I noted the ranger's pants were stretched over a bulge in the front. Curiously enough, so were Henry's.
The ranger nodded and thanked us.
"I'll be back tonight around sundown." He said and walked back into the trail and disappeared. Henry stood next to me.
"You were pretty cool, looking really great, and are you alright?"
I exhaled, realizing how tense I had been. I may have looked cool, but inside I was very tense. Henry put his arms around me. He kissed my neck and slid his hands down my back across my bottom and then around to my pussy. It was sopping wet.
He leaned back and smiled at me and said, "This forfeit is going to last a lot longer than you thought."
"No way!" I said. But his mouth closed over mine. And we started to giggle and laugh. I turned and ran for the cabin with him close behind me. We barely made it to the bedroom when we collapsed on the bed.
I took off his shorts and he was very hard and I kissed his beautiful cock and licked it until it stood straight up and dripped. Then he licked my pussy lips sucking one side and then the other and when he moved to my clit, I sighed and moaned. Suddenly I lifted up my head.
