Tag. Cuckold.
The Best Man Pt 5
We went on with our busy lives. Johnno and free passes were forgotten. In early March it was my weekend with the children and we were planning an Easter camping trip. At my niece's wedding I'd caught up with a cousin who'd lived on the farm next door. We'd been inseparable over the summer holidays in our early teens. One of our passions had been fishing in the Murrumbidgee river. While we were reminiscing about those days he invited me to join his family and a couple of others on a trip at Easter.
At the time, with all the exuberance that alcohol can provide, I'd been all for it. Back in Sydney I'd forgotten all about the invitation until he called me in February. I told him I would have to ask my children first. The more I thought about it the more excited I got. It would be a great chance for some father/son time with David.
I was pleasantly surprised when my daughter Lily wanted to come too. You could have knocked me over with a feather when Angelica expressed her interest in our adventure. I hadn't bothered asking her because in my experience her idea of camping was a hotel room without a king sized bed and spa bath. Even my mentioning spiders and snakes didn't deter her.
So on Maundy Thursday I was loading up one of the work dual cab utes for our trip. David and Lily were with me. Angelica had to go into the city for work in the morning. So the plan was to be ready to hit the road when she got back. Behind the ute was a shiny new camper trailer I'd picked up from a hire company on Wednesday afternoon. That had been my wife's idea. It seemed a bit like cheating but the fact it had an actual bed meant I was easily convinced. David had borrowed a tent from one of his mates so he had his own space. He was sixteen and at that stage. He was starting to get some facial hair and all the other things that come with puberty so I didn't begrudge him some privacy.
Angelica got home right on twelve and we were on the road by one. As we headed out of Sydney on the Hume Highway I could feel an excited buzz in the vehicle. The kids were interacting rather than being glued to their phones. My wife was in a good mood as well. It was tough for her. I know she sometimes felt like an outsider with the family side of my life. David and Lily were at our place every second weekend and for half the school holidays. It wasn't a lot of time to establish a close relationship.
We'd tried having them school nights as well when we first got married. It hadn't worked out. Their high school was only ten minutes from where they lived with my ex. It took an hour twenty on a train then bus from our place. In the end it was decided by both sets of parents that a three hour commute just wasn't going to give them the best educational outcome. They didn't want to switch schools so it was just how it had to be. I was hoping when the time came they'd chose a city university then maybe we'd be the better option.
"What are you thinking about?" Angelica nudged me with her elbow.
"Why?"
"You had that little secret smile on your face."
"Just how lucky I am to have such a beautiful wife and two perfect children."
There was a collective groan from the other occupants of the ute. It was a four hour drive south west on the highway then we turned off heading further west. The directions my cousin gave were sketchy but we got to the front gate of the property about thirty minutes later. There were a couple of big signs, one warning trespassers would be prosecuted while the other stated all visitors must report to the manager's office with no exceptions. I suggested everyone get out and stretch their legs while I rang Pete, my cousin.
Luckily he was just five minutes down the road so we waited for him to escort us. He was driving a single cab farm ute pulling a small aluminium boat on a trailer. Behind him was his wife in their Prado towing a very similar camper trailer to the one we had hired. We got back in our vehicle and formed up in convoy behind them. It was a torturous track to get to the river and I was very glad I didn't have to rely on directions to find the campsite. Even though it was the same river I'd fished in all those years ago this was very different. Three hundred kilometres upstream the terrain was much more undulating and rocky.
The campsite itself was more hospitable. Dropping down off the ridge we drove along a gravel track with the river on one side and a cropping paddock on the other. Where the river curled away into a sweeping bend the cultivation country gave way to tall river red gumtrees. I spotted a small building about two metres square made out of red gum posts and old corrugated iron.
"We must be close." I said to my passengers.
"Why?" Came David's voice from the back.
"Well," I said pointing to the building. "I'm guessing that's the outhouse." When Angelica raised her eyebrow I translated my phrase. "Toilet."
We turned off the main track and headed into the trees. About one hundred metres on we were in a clearing on the edge of the river. There were two more structures of similar construction to the one we'd just past only bigger. One was a skillion roofed shed that faced the river. While beside it there was another square structure that had no roof at all.
"Why is the toilet so far away?" Lily asked.
"I'm guessing it's only a pit toilet so trust me honey, once you've been to it you'll understand why it's some distance from camp."
"Err, gross Dad!" Lily said while my son laughed.
"You asked Lil. And one final tip, I'd be going there either early in the morning or late evening because I reckon the flies will be very friendly in the middle of the day."
That caused another groan from the backseat while Angelica rolled her eyes.
After we'd parked Pete waved us over. Even though they'd met my wife at the wedding I reintroduced Angelica and then the children. Pete and his wife Ashley had two children as well. A boy James the same age as David and a girl Julie one year younger then Lily. With the introductions out of the way Pete put us to work.
"Right, better get set up before dark. James take David and put the yabby and shrimp traps in for bait. Julie and Lily your job is to gather kindling for the fire. Col and Ang, get your camper set up then come back and help me unload the kitchen supplies. Surprisingly quickly we had things set up and a fire going. I went with David to get his tent out of the ute and Pete called out to us.
"Children's camp is down there." He pointed to a steel ringed fire pit about thirty metres away from where we were set up. "We've got a tent as well so maybe the boys could have one and the girls the other?"
So that's how we ended up having the camping trailer all to ourselves. Pete explained after dinner they'd been camping with the same families at Easter for more than ten years. Once the children had hit their teenage years it was decided they should have a seperate area.
"They don't need to hear what we are talking about especially after a few drinks." Ashley said.
That point was driven home when another family rolled in well after dark. We all helped them get set up then it was back to the fire and another bottle of wine was opened. Greg and Kylie were a younger couple with three boys. Well, younger than me, Angelica was probably a similar age. Greg was a big rangy farmer type while Kylie was a high school teacher with a mouth like a wharfie. It made me wonder how she kept her job because it seemed the only adjectives she knew were fuck and shit. She was pretty funny though and had us all laughing. Her husband was heading back to their camper to get more wine when Kylie called for him to stop.
"Wait up," she hunched forward and reached up behind her back. "You can take this thing with you."
Kylie wriggled and twisted then lifted the front of her shirt up and pulled her bra off. She lobbed it towards her husband who had to move quickly to his right to catch it. My eyes went to her and her only partially covered breasts.
"Fuck, that's a relief." Kylie cupped her ample bosoms in her own hands. "You guys have no idea how uncomfortable those things are."
"You can put them away now dear." Greg said drily.
"He won't be complaining later on when they're wrapped around his cock." Kylie added softly as an aside.
"What did you say babe?" Greg called out from a distance.
"Nothing dearest, I'm just putting them away." She winked at me as she lifted her shirt all the way up before pulling it down.
The long drive and way more beer than I normally consume meant I was ready for bed soon after. Back in our camper Angelica commented on Kylie's behaviour.
"Well that was quite a performance." To demonstrate what she was talking about my wife lifted her shirt up briefly flashing her bra. "And you boys lapped it up."
