Kim was well aware that one of my fantasies was to have a threesome, however it was just that, a fantasy. For it to ever come to fruition, all circumstances would have to be perfect. And Kim made it clear that, although titillating to talk about, she was not interested in ever letting it happen.
It was summer, and Kim sent me a text that her daughter was going away with her parents for the weekend. My kids were with my ex for the weekend, so Kim and I had a free weekend to do something just the two of us. After discussing some of our options, we decided to go camping at s national park that we both had wanted to visit, but never found the time.
We packed everything Friday night and left first thing Saturday morning. We had some fun on the drive down, Kim flashing me and generally just touching each other in anticipation for a fun sex-filled weekend.
I told Kim that I had a rule for the weekend: she wasn't allowed to wear any panties or bra for the entire weekend. She laughed, but agreed with the only caveat that I too was not allowed to wear my boxers. I thought it was a fair trade as the thought of her being commando under her cloths was a huge turn-on.
After arriving at the park and checking in at the ranger station, we headed towards our campsite. The park was crowded for the weekend but as luck would have it, we were able to get a campsite in the corner so that there was a campsite on one side, but woods on the other, which allowed for more privacy.
There was a group of four guys camping next to us. We exchanged pleasantries with them as we began setting up our tent. I could tell that they would occasionally look in our direction, probably at Kim. Kim looked very hot in her dress, and knowing that she had on nothing underneath, I was imagining that they would possibly get some nice views while we setup camp.
After setting up camp, we made our way to the many trails they had to offer. The trails were as beautiful as expected, however they were a little more crowded than I had imagined. I was really hoping that we might be able to have some fun, kinky sex while navigating the trails. But is seemed that right when we thought we were safe, another hiker would approach.
At one point we even ran into our campsite neighbors and shared a cordial "hello neighbors". While I had no reservations at all to try and blaze a new trail to find seclusion for some sex time, Kim was not so comfortable with the idea.
After traversing some of the more notable trails, we headed back to our campsite to shower and grill some food over the campfire. Although there is no alcohol allowed in the park, our neighbors informed us earlier in the day that they always pack spiked punch and invited Kim and I over if we wanted some.
Kim and I were sitting by our fire when we noticed one of the guys from the camp site next to us walk over with three drinks in his hand. He handed both Kim and I a cup and continued to chat with us. He was nice guy, but he was the type of guy that could talk...and talk...and talk forever. After a short time his other friends came over, and before we knew it they had dragged their chairs over to our camp site and were all chatting.