Chapter 1

"You wouldn't believe how those vehicles were modified for off-road
use!" I had just finished talking about a trip I took that weekend with
a local off-roading club.  "They were so highly modified for off-road
use a lot of them had to be trailered to the site because they were
useless for road use."

"Wow, you mean like 'monster' trucks?" Sam asked thinking about the
recent aberration making the fairground circuit.

"Well not quite a big as the monster trucks.  At least these vehicles
recognized the need to be narrow to fit between trees and around rock
outcroppings but they weren't too far off that extreme.  The thing that
really struck me though was that the general attitude that the goal was
the modification of the vehicle and making the path as hard as possible
- the whole purpose of the outing."

"What do you mean? What did you expect?" asked Sam.

"Well, my view is that the whole reason for being able to go off-road is
to get away from the 'road' and explore places you couldn't go
otherwise." I explained.

"Hmmm." we all heard a murmur from the end of the lunch table.  We
turned and noticed Sally who never talks during our lunchtime
discussions and she looked clearly sorry that she made a noise as
everyone was looking at her. "sorry." was all she said meekly.

Everyone turned back to hear the rest of the story but I continued to
look at Sally a bit longer because her response had been so out of
character.  In any case, I continued "I like to explore the outdoors and
off-road vehicles give me access to a greater range of places than if I
had to go on foot and, at my age," I heard chuckling around the table
"the ability to bring the creature comforts in the back of the jeep
makes it an ideal combination of exploring and comfort."

"Comfort!  What are you talking about?" exclaimed Diane.  "You don't
have showers.  I'll bet you don't even have TOILETS for God's sake!  How
can you call this anything close to comfort?"

"Diane, of course we have toilets." I said teasingly.

"You DO?" Diane asked naively.

"Sure, acres and acres of them!" The table cracked up while Diane went
"Yuck!  You see what I mean!  My idea of comfort is an air-conditioned
resort, on the beach, with a great bar by the pool, and a spa."

"You can join my wife - that's her idea of comfort as well." I said with
a laugh but feeling the sting of this sad truth internally while I joked
with my colleagues.

Here I was, 43 years old, telling my lunchtime companions about my
off-road experience as if I was trying to regain my youth that I feel I
squandered over the last two decades.  My jeep was probably my
expression of a mid-life crisis much to my wife's consternation.  I
traded in my Nissan Maxima to get a new Jeep Wrangler with every
off-road feature that I could get from the manufacturer.  There were
lots of third-party options available to modify my Jeep even further but
I would never be able to convince my wife I was still sane if I started
modifying this brand new vehicle.  I got away with what I have only
because my wife didn't understand the options I ordered with it - not
much chance of going beyond this which I guess I knew at the time I
ordered it.  My wife probably only went along because she figured that,
at least, this was a 'safer' mid-life crisis cure than some of the
alternatives.  It still made her nervous however.  At the obvious level
she couldn't understand how I could bring a brand new vehicle into the
woods and drive on rocks - I might 'scratch' it for goodness sakes!  At
the less obvious level I had been a stable, reliable husband for 17
years and now there was a certain amount of unpredictability in my
actions - at least from her perspective.  From my perspective I've
always been interested in the outdoors, camping, and the like but since
we've been married I had sort of lost interest in these activities. 
Actually that's not true - I didn't lose interest but I simply 'forgot'
about these activities because my wife wasn't interested in these
activities.  We spent our time together on other things that we both
'liked' and I just stopped doing any camping or related stuff. I guess
it took a mid-life crisis to get me out my rut.  Or it might have simply
been a trip out West to visit an old friend of mine and we had a
marvelous off-road camping trip into Canyonlands National Park.  It was
almost a 'born-again' experience in its impact on my psyche.  This was
clearly the trigger that caused me to get the Jeep and start getting
into the camping again.

Sam asked "So why didn't you bring your own Jeep on to the trail? Were
you chicken?"

"Well, when I showed up at the trail it had been my intention to drive
my Jeep but when I saw the other vehicles and the trail leader told me
that there was no way my vehicle would make it through this trail
without major damage.  He suggested I ride with someone else to see the
trail and, if I still thought I could do it, then I could take my Jeep
on the trail on the next day.   I took his advice and I was glad I did! 
As I said, these guys only went off-roading to prove how difficult a
trail they could drive on.  Consequently a trail that was probably
passable in its natural state had these huge boulders that the off-road
club actually pulled ON to the trail!  If I had blazed the trail I would
have pulled the boulders off of the trail but these guys actually made
it harder!"

"Boys and their toys..." Diane said with a sigh shaking her head sadly
recognizing how hopeless all 'us boys' were.

With that the lunch group started breaking up to go back to work. I
picked up my lunch things and caught up with Sally as she headed back to
her office.  "Sally, do you go camping?  I got the impression that you
didn't care for the off-roading club either."

"Um, well, I went on one of those outings and I didn't like it either -
for the same reason as you."

"Do you camp?"

"Um, well, I used to at home but not since I've moved to this area." she
admitted but without any obvious interest.

"Where is 'home'?" I thought it must be some kind of exciting camping
place since we were in West Virginia where there was some of the best
camping on the East coast.

"Kansas." Sally said passively.

"Kansas!  I never thought of Kansas as a great camping area!" I blurted
out and then realized I was insulting her 'home' and said "I'm sorry!  I
didn't mean to be disparaging but it's just that I'm not familiar enough
with Kansas to know where the great camp sites.  Please forgive me."

"Uh, it's ok.  You're right. There aren't any great campsites in
Kansas." and with that she turned into her office and closed the door.

I felt like shit! Man oh man!  How could I be so crass!  I had really
insulted her. I thought about it and realized that Sally was probably
pretty easy to insult.  I think she was absolutely brilliant but what a
homely, sad creature.  No, not sad, but so dour all the time.  I've only
seen her smile a couple of times and those were either when someone
cracked a great joke and she couldn't help herself but she stopped
smiling as quickly as it began or when one of those ironic coincidences
that she had predicted had occurred because her advice had been ignored
- she had this knowing smirk that I only saw when she thought no one was
looking.

Christ, I work with Sally all the time and really depended on her.  I
liked her because she was brilliant and had an unflinching integrity
which probably got her in trouble more often than not - to me this was a
godsend even though I had to smooth a lot of feathers she ruffled.  I
had to get her to forgive me!

I knocked on her door and when she opened it I asked if I could come in
a talk to her.  She let me in and pointed to the extra seat.

"Look Sally, I am really, really, sorry.  I know I insulted you and your
'home' and I want to sincerely apologize for my stupidity.  Will you
please forgive me?" I pleaded.

"No, it's ok.  I'm used to people making 'Kansas' jokes."

"Well, there is still no excuse for it and I shouldn't have.  I will try
to be more considerate in the future.  Maybe you could tell me about
Kansas and the kind of camping you did." I said trying to understand.

Sally sat there for a couple of minutes looking at me but seeming like
she was thinking about something else.  I was afraid she was trying to
find a 'polite' way to throw me out of her office.  Finally she said
"Well, I guess it really boils down to that you were right.  There
really isn't the kind of exciting camping that you find around here - at
least, exciting in the conventional sense."

"What do you mean, in the 'conventional sense'?"

"Well," embarrassed now Sally explained "I guess, for me, I find
different things 'exciting' than most people."  She paused and finally
said quietly, as if she was admitting to a deep personal secret, "Kansas
doesn't really have a great topology but it sure makes up for it with
wide open skies. As a girl I used to go out into our fields and camp. 
My mother made sure I was safe so had my Dad set up a tent in an open
space far from any trees. I asked my Dad to go to a back field because I
didn't want the farm lights to remind me that I was still home.  He
smiled and understood and we rode out to an isolated field, Dad set up
my tent, gave me a kiss and told me he'd be back in the morning.  As I
saw him drive away in his tractor I moved my sleeping bag out of the
tent so I could sleep under the stars.  It was wonderful!  So quiet and
immense!  I had all the stars in the universe looking down at me!  The
light was so bright that I actually had trouble sleeping but I didn't
mind a bit - I just loved the openness..."  Sally finally stopped and
realizing her soliloquy looked down at her feet embarrassed.

That was the most I had ever heard Sally say that wasn't a technical
conversation!  I could tell from the ring in her voice that this was a
wonderful memory for her.  I don't think I had ever heard her voice like
that - it was amazingly pretty given my perception of Sally.

"Sally, that sounds lovely!  I know exactly what you mean about the
openness and stars.  I experienced the same thing in Canyonlands when I
went there last year.  It was a very religious experience for me - and,
you know me, I am not religious!"

I could see Sally warming up slightly.  "Canyonlands!  I have seen such
beautiful pictures from there.  It must be beautiful.  So stark but with
such velvety textures.  Man!  Listen to me wax poetic!  God!  You're
going to think I'm a sappy broad!" She said hardening up again.

"Sally I could never think of you as a sappy broad." I said joking
trying to show respect but then realized I could have insulted her
again. "Oh God!  I didn't mean that I couldn't think of you as a 'broad'
- no, I mean, I didn't mean to insult your femininity.  Oh gosh - me and
my big mouth!" I was flustered.

Sally looked at me curiously not sure how to take me and finally said
"No, I'm not insulted.  I think I know what you mean but I've got work
to do..."

I left her office feeling like I repaired the first faux pas but not
sure if I created a new one. Maybe I can show her some of my Canyonland
photos to make the peace. I'll make a CD tonight when I'm home.

When I went home that night I told my wife, Pat, about the trap I fell
into with Sally.  "You're going to get in trouble some day with that
mouth of yours!" she admonished.

"I know, it was clearly a no-win situation.  I should have just let it
drop.  When will I learn?" I asked rhetorically.

That night I made a CD with my Canyonland photos and made a nice CD
label with one of the more dramatic shots I had taken.  The next day I
knocked on Sally's door and said "I brought you a peace offering."
Holding out the CD. 

Sally looked up, curiously took the CD, and said "Peace offering for
what Jack?"

"You know, for my big mouth tripping all over itself yesterday.  I put
the photos I took of Canyonlands on the CD and thought you might enjoy
them."

"Well, thank you, I would like to see them.  You don't have to
apologize.  I didn't think you meant any harm." she said with a gentle
smile - hmmm, Sally should smile more often and was about to say that
when I realized that I better just keep my mouth shut!   God what a
fool!

I was curious about her choice of words she didn't think I 'meant any
harm'.  I know I didn't 'mean' any harm but did I cause any?  I wanted
to ask her but after my previous close call I thought I should leave her
be while I was still ahead of the game and said "Ok then, I'll see you
later." and left to go back to work.

Later after lunch broke up Sally came up to me and said that she LOVED
the photos and thanked me profusely for giving the CD to her.  "You are
a great photographer and the SCENES!  My God they were awesome!"

"You're very generous about my talent.  Any fool could take great shots
with those views." I said humbly.

"Yeah, I especially liked the 'view' with you in the shower!" she said
laughing a laugh I had never heard from her before. 

"OH GOD!  I forgot about that picture!  I just copied the whole
directory onto the CD - I didn't review the photos!  I'm so
embarrassed!"

"Yeah, just think what the rest of the crew will think of that one!" she
said teasingly.

"YOU WOULDN'T!  OH GOD, please don't do that!  I would have to quit my
job!"

"Why?  Because you'd have 'Diane' pestering you for a date?" Sally asked
emphasizing the seemingly loose morals of one of our lunch companions.

I was turning so red I thought I would catch fire! "Oh Sally, please
delete the picture!  I didn't mean to give it to you.  I really couldn't
live this down." I asked desparately. 

"Relax, Jack.  I'm only teasing you.  I wouldn't disrespect your privacy
like that.  You're 'image' is safe with me."

I let out a rush of air as I realized that anyone else in this
organization and I would have been toast but I was pretty sure I could
trust Sally. "Thank you Sally.  I'm sorry I exposed you to that photo. 
My buddy took it with my camera while I took a sun shower.  I didn't
even know it until I got home.  I was going to delete it but my wife
thought it was funny and made me keep it."

"Well, you sure did 'expose' yourself in the photo but I'm pretty sure
you didn't do it on purpose."  I blushed again.  Sally continued "So
tell me about Canyonlands.  It looked absolutely beautiful.  Tell me
about your trip."

I happily told Sally about the trip.  I loved that place and was
thrilled to tell someone about it.  It was weird talking to Sally about
it however since this was really the first non-work related conversation
that we had had other than the fiasco the day before.  She seemed
genuinely interested in the trip, how we did it, what the camping
experience was like, the logistics of arranging a jeep camping trip,
etc.   I told her about trips I had done since in West Virginia and she
was equally interested in these.  Over the next week I had made a couple
of more CDs with pictures of other trips I had done - this time looking
at each photo even though I knew that the one 'shower' photo was the
only photo in existence of me naked.

We met a lunch and went over the photos and the other people in our
group thought it was really weird that Sally was actually engaged in a
conversation.  The group quickly got bored with the subject matter
however and changed the subject to more plebeian matters. Sally and I
continued our conversation without them and eventually sat at another
table after a couple of days.

"I knew West Virginia was rugged but I never realized how rugged." Sally
admitted. "It really is a beautiful place to camp. It seems you only
have two trips in the photos you showed me.  Do you have any more?"

"No, I love camping here but there aren't any people my age interested
in doing this type of camping. The younger kids seem to want to race
ATVs rather than enjoy the peace and solitude of the place and I don't
dare go out by myself.  It is too easy to get hurt and one person could
easily die if there is no one else to get help."

"Yeah, I guess it's tough.  I really hadn't gone camping since leaving
the farm since none of my college friends wanted to go and now..." Sally
just left the words hanging.

"Now? Why can't you go now?"

"Well, you know, busy with work and stuff..." she said shiftily.

"Nonsense, we're between projects and the weather's been great lately. 
You should take advantage of this opportunity!  Why don't we go
sometime?"

"What?  You want me to go camping with you? Won't your wife have
something to say about that?" Sally asked incredulously.

"My wife? Why?" and then it dawned on me. You STUPID fool! I recovered
and said "Oh, right, yeah I guess she might object if I went camping
with a 'sappy broad' like you!"  Sally cracked up!  Gosh she looks good
when she laughs.

I said "Sorry, my brain was disengaged again.  I was having so much fun
talking to you about this I just wanted to share the experience with you
without thinking about the 'social' implications.  I'm sorry - I wasn't
trying to 'proposition' you."

"I know that silly.  I think it's sweet that you wanted to take me.  In
fact it's quite inviting but obviously, as you'll agree, it is
problematic."

"Yeah, oh well, it WOULD be fun.  Say, how about a day trip?  We could
take a ride into the woods with the Jeep and be back before dark? 
There's a new place I've wanted to check out that's supposed to have a
nice mountain lake.  You can come along to bail me out if I break my
leg..."

"Wow! It sounds like fun.  Are you sure you could stand a day with this
'sappy broad'?" she said joking around.

"Sure, I can always use the 'live ballast' to keep the Jeep from
tipping."  as a look of concern came across Sally's face I quickly said
"Joking - I'm joking.  I would LOVE to have your company.  It would be
wonderful to have someone who enjoys the outdoors and experience as much
as I do." Sally's face relaxed a bit with that but still had a bit of
reservation as if she was unsure whether I was really joking or not. I
thought "Christ you almost blew it again you idiot." 

"Ok, that sounds like fun.  When do you want to go?"

I didn't want to have her have second thoughts so I said "How about this
Saturday?  It's supposed to be a nice day and I don't have anything
planned."

"Well, I have to do my laundry on Saturday." Sally hesitated.

"Nonsense.  You need to wear grubby clothes on a trip like this!  Do
your laundry after you get back - believe me, you'll need to!"  I
thought to myself, I've never seen Sally in anything OTHER than grubby
clothes.  If she was allowed to wear sweats to work I think she would. 
She was the frumpiest dresser I ever met.  I, and everyone else at work,
was absolutely convinced that Sally must have a body like a potato the
way she dressed. Hence my rude comment about 'live ballast' - God what
an oaf! On the other hand, you'd never know what her figure looked like
from the style of her clothes.  I realized that I better stop this line
of thinking before I said some other stupid thing.

"Well, ok, what time?  Where shall we meet?"

"I'd like to get out early because the woods smell so nice with the
morning dew and it is a bit of a drive.  Would 6 AM be too early for
you?"  I might have started even earlier than that but didn't want to
push my luck.

"6 AM is fine.  If you want to leave earlier that's ok too, I don't
sleep very many hours so earlier is fine."

"Great! How about 5AM and I'll pick you up at your house?"  We made
arrangements and then went back to work.

I was really excited about going out this weekend.  I loved being
outdoors and this should be a great ride.  For some reason I was also
excited about being with Sally which really weirded me out considering
how frumpy she is.  I should talk! A paunchy old man who has to drive in
rather than hike in...  Her face looks so pretty though when she smiles.
What? I thought to myself. Why are you thinking about how Sally looks? 
She's Sally for God's sake and you're married.  What has that got to do
with anything I asked myself?  I'm only going off-roading with 'Miss
Frump' - it's not like I'm going with a 'woman' I thought and then
regretted how mean that thought was.  I liked Sally and I wasn't going
to make excuses one way or the other.  I was NOT, however, going to tell
Pat who I was going off-roading with - Wive's don't understand how a man
could just be buddies with another woman, especially when the other
woman was a... Stop That!   God I have to get this image of a potato OUT
of my head!

On Saturday I picked Sally outside her apartment building.  She was
waiting on the steps before I had arrived.  I guess she was ready to go!

"Good morning Sally!  Ready for a great day of riding?" I asked with
enthusiam.

"Yes I am!" Sally replied with equal enthusiam.  "I like your Jeep!"

"I hope so.  You're going to feel every part of this Jeep today!" as I
took off for the mountains.

We had a great time talking on the way to the trail.  I hadn't really
thought about how old Sally was and was kind of surprised to find that
she was 27.  She just seemed older than that.  I guess it was partly her
appearance but also her maturity and marvelous skills and knowledge at
work.  She seemed like the ageless expert.  Also talking about her Girl
Scout and other experiences kept reminding me that she was a woman.  I
guess I really just thought of her as a bud from work - sex wasn't
relevant.

When we got to the trail it was early enough that the woods still had
that morning smell.  I got out of the Jeep and said "Guys on the left,
Girls on the right." and went off to empty my bladder before we started
getting bounced around.  I came back and got out my camera, my GPS unit,
and water bottles and put them in the places I had tie downs for them. I
waited for Sally's return.

She finally came back and said "Sorry, it took a while.  I wasn't really
ready but then realized that I should before we started getting jostled
so I had to force it.  It's feeling warm, should I take off my jacket?"

"No, problem.  I had to wait for the GPS unit to capture the satellite
signals anyway.  I think you should keep your jacket on for now.  I
think we'll move at a decent pace on this early part of the trail so the
motion through the shady forest should keep you cool enough.  If you
want to stop and take it off just let me know.  Can you navigate?"

"Sure, I'm good at maps."  I was sure she was right.  She had an uncanny
ability to unravel the most complex problem at work.  I had no doubt she
could deal with a topo map.

"How does this GPS unit work?" she asked.

"Well, there are 12 satellites, and each sends a timing signal..."

"I know that silly.  I was asking how to read the unit.  Would you like
me to explain the mathematical equation used to interpolate our position
from the satellite signals while we ride?" she asked with a smirk.

"No thank you.  I got the message.  Ok, I've set the GPS to read in
longitude and lattitude so you can correlate to the readings on the grid
on the topo map.  Some day I'll get a display that is direct reading on
a map but I'm having a little problem justifying that right now." I said
a bit embarrassed that I had to clear this with my wife.

"Ok, got it.  Let's go!  I want to see as much as we can today!"  Sally
was ready.

I kept the Jeep in regular gearing to save gas and noise until the trail
got harder where we really needed the lower gearing and we took off.  It
was a gorgeous day!  We saw quite a bit of wildlife on the trail.  The
trail didn't seem that well used and had quite a bit of undergrowth. 
This slowed things down a bit since I didn't want to hit a rock that was
hidden by some weeds but we made ok progress as we each pointed out
sights along the way.

We stopped for a break after about 2 hours and it was finally warm
enough to take off our jackets.  I took mine off and headed for the
'boys room'.  I came back and waited for Sally.  A bit later a woman
came out of the woods and it took me a couple of moments to realize it
was Sally.  She had on a knit top that clung to her fairly well (I guess
she had been sweating under her jacket) but the amazing thing was that
this was not a 'potato' top!  Sally was fairly well endowed and her
waist was remarkably narrow with, what appeared to be, a flat belly. 
Sally looked at me and said "What? What's the matter?"

"Um, nothing Sally, uh, I thought I saw a bird behind you on a branch."
I lied.

Sally turned and looked and as she did I watched how her shirt tightened
around her and felt oddly drawn to the place where her arms extended
from her sleeveless top.  She had far more 'shape' than I ever would
have dreamed.  As she turned back I said "There wasn't anything there, I
just thought I saw something." Thinking to myself that I couldn't
believe what I saw.

As we resumed our ride I was thinking about this sudden surprise and it
made me start to question my other assumptions.  I found myself looking
over at Sally while she was looking out her side of the Jeep.  I looked
at her breasts that were nicely bouncing along with the trail, her
surprisingly flat belly, and then at her pants - both her legs and butt
trying to imagine what was underneath.  She had baggy jeans on so it was
hard to tell exactly but I have a good brain for spatial relations so as
she moved and one piece of clothing pressed against her I could 'record'
that in my mind and with each subsequently new piece of information I
could form a composite image of Sally's lower body in my mind.  The
results were very disturbing.  Nothing like I had ever imagined.  I felt
myself sweating.  Longing for a cool breeze or something to cool down.

Eventually Sally said "You've been quiet for a while. What are you
thinking?".

"Oh, nothing.  I was just enjoying the scenery and the company.  I
really appreciate it that you were willing to come on this trip Sally."

"Are you kidding?  This is great!  I've been cooped up so long I was
going to turn into a mushroom!  This is just what I've needed and I
didn't know it.  Your problem is going to be trying to get rid of me!"

I thought to myself "I can't imagine why I would want to do that!"

We finally reached the lake around 11:00. We came over this hill and had
anticipated the scene both from the increasing altitude, the obvious
clearing up ahead, and the knowledge we both had of where we were on the
map.  The scene was beautiful!  Sally let out a gasp as I stopped the
Jeep to look.

"WOW!  This is perfect!" Sally said reverently. She looked at me and
said "Boy am I glad you got this Jeep and that you brought me along!
Thank you." and she turned back to enjoy the view.  I don't know what
happened but her words grabbed my heart and made it soar and I turned to
her and enjoyed the view.  I thought to myself "I don't care if that is
a potato bottom.  I really like this woman!"  and I knew that it was
only my conservatism that made me use the word 'like'.  I felt like a
teenager - I haven't felt like this in years - decades even! 

"Ok, calm down." I said to myself "This is just a Saturday ride.  Don't
get carried away."

I looked back at the lake and then slowly drove down to the shore.  We
parked the Jeep and set up a blanket and the cooler for a nice picnic
lunch.  It was still too early to eat so I started walking around taking
photos most of which included Sally.  Sally did her own exploring and
decided to see how the water was.  The lake looked very clean.  It must
have been spring fed and was therefor probably pretty cold.  Sally
rolled up her pants legs so she could wade in and I took the opportunity
to test my 'potato' theory - nope no potato there.  Her ankles were very
finely 'turned' as they used to say.  I think that is a very appropriate
term - 'turned' as in either a fine piece of furniture or a robust
sturdy foundation for some heavy piece of equipment.  I think nature
does a great job designing the right ankle for the job and, if my theory
was correct, Sally was a very nice piece of 'furniture' indeed.

I saw Sally dip her feet in the lake and then jump out a say "Ayeh, is
that cold!"  She looked a bit longer and then went back in slowly
working her way up to just below her knees.  My theory was looking more
and more promising.

Sally said "You know, it's pretty refreshing once you get used to it. 
Maybe we should go for a swim."

"Swim!  You just said it was freezing!" I said thinking she was teasing.

"Try it out.  It really is quite nice and look how clean it is.  The
only time you'll get any water this clean it will reek of clorine!  God! 
Just look at it!"

I had to admit it looked inviting.  I took off my shoes and socks and
waded in.  After I got over the shock I thought "Wow, this is pretty
nice."  It sure would rinse off the road duck we picked up on the way
here. I thought what the hell and asked "So Sally, are you suggesting we
go skinny dipping?" I asked hopefully.

"NO Jack, we can go in our underwear.  You swim on this side and I'll go
in over there." she said pointing further down the shore.  We'll meet in
the middle."

I thought "Too bad." but it still sounded nice so said "Ok, last one in
is a rotten egg!" and started pulling off my shirt.

Sally laughed and ran down the shore "You keep your eyes to yourself
now."

"Yeah sure." I thought as I watched her get undressed.  I quickly
stripped to my jockey shorts and watched with keen interest to see how
much my mental image matched the real thing.  I was pleasantly surprised
as I saw a lovely image of a slim, healthy young lady emerge from the
chrysalis of those baggy clothes.  Sally didn't waste any time modelling
for me as she quickly dove into the water.  She came up screaming how
cold it was.  I decided I was not going to be outdone by this young lady
and dove in as well.

I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE!  God was it cold!

I came up thinking that I was going to have to break through the ice! 
Wow, I had quickly forgotten about road dust!  My only problem now is
that the cold water forced my nuts into my Adam's apple. Christ it was
cold.  I swam to the center quickly just to keep my blood from
solidifying.

As I reached about the 50 yard mark Sally caught up with me and said
"Nice lake huh?"

"NICE!  What are you some kind of masochist?" I shouted.

"You mean you don't like this?" she teased.  Then she splashed me and
before I could splash her back she dove under the water.  I looked
around trying to figure out where she would come up and then started to
panic when she didn't surface.  I looked around and then finally looked
under the water to see if I could see her.  I then realized two things. 
1) With the water this clear it was very easy to see underwater. 2) she
was holding her position under me looking up.  What?  Was she looking at
my underwear?  With my nuts in my throat and my dick probably about a
1/4" long at this point she was probably pretty damned disappointed.

I tried to play the same game with her but she swam away every time I
went under the water so knew what I was up to.  Too smart this one I
smiled to myself.  We swam and played for a while and she started to get
winded.  Occasionally Sally would forget how she was 'dressed' and begin
to float on her back.  I would enjoy the show until she remembered and
ducked back under the water.  I finally snuck under the water after one
of these 'duck' cycles and she was treading water - I knew she wouldn't
be in for long and my chances of seeing her were getting slim.  I
quietly slipped under the water and moved down and looked in her
direction.  I was behind her but what I saw made me gasp.  God she had a
figure to die for!  I don't know how she had kept this secret for all
the time we knew her but she had wonderfully graceful curves and perfect
proportions.  I tried to swim around her to get a front view but she
must have realized where I was and started swimming away.  I enjoyed the
kicks her legged made even though it was short lived.  I went back up to
the surface.

"Nice try Jack." she said as I surfaced.  At least she had a sense of
humor about it.  "I think I have to get out. I'm tired and the cold is
too much."

"Yeah, ok, see you on the shore."

"Well, I'll do my best to make sure you don't 'see' me." she said almost
as a challenge.

We both swam to our respective shorelines and I started to consider the
logisitical problem we now faced that our underwear was wet but we had
no towels to dry off.  I was thinking about this as I was enjoying the
warm sun on my body when I heard a whimper from Sally.

"Jack, oh God, what does a tick look like?" Sally called over to me.

"Well, it depends.  Around here the ticks would probably be brown maybe
with a white spot on it. Why?"

"Oh man, I think I have a tick on me! How do I get rid of it!" Sally was
starting to panic.

"Relax.  They are fairly easy to remove.  I have some tweezers in my
medical kit in the Jeep. I'll bring it to you. Um, is ok if I bring it
over?" I said respecting Sally's privacy.

"YES! Hurry will you!  I don't want this thing sucking my blood out!"

I got my medical kit and ran over to Sally before she got any more
panicky.  I've been in the woods enough to have developed a fairly
nonchalant attitude about ticks.  Sure they're a nuisance and you can
get some diseases from them but if you keep an eye on things and remove
them carefully you generally don't have any problems.  It was Sally
getting out of control I was most concerned about.

I approached Sally and she was sort of antsy looking down at her leg. 
MAN did she look good!  She had a perfect body and the wet underwear
left very little to the imagination. "What are you doing?" she screamed
"Get this thing off of me!"

"Ok, Ok.  Relax, where is it?" I asked I was looking down her leg and
didn't see anything.

"Here! Get it off!" as she turned her leg out and there it was - on the
inside of her magnificent thigh about six inches below her most
magnificent pussy!

"Ok, settle down.  Why don't you sit down so you're not moving and I can
get a reliable grip on it." I thought for a second and decided I would
kick myself in the butt for asking this but I guess I was too nice a guy
not to - "Um, would you like to do it yourself considering where it is?"

"God No!  I don't want to leave some poisonous sucker in my skin!  You
know how to do this right?" she said now thinking that maybe I didn't
know either.

Now I knew there was no 'poisonous sucker' to worry about but decided
that I had gone far enough giving her the opportunity.  I wasn't going
to get too chivalrous about this!

"Sure, I've pulled hundreds of these things off of me and others." this
was true. "You need to be REAL careful to prevent the poisonous suckers
from being left behind." this was not true.  I should have felt bad but
this was just too good a situation to pass up.

"Sit back, relax, and for goodness sake Don't Move!"  I instructed in my
most officious tone.  Sally really looked scared.  She sat down and
spread her legs slightly so I could access the tick.  I knelt down next
to her and leaned over to get a closer look.  Sure enough, there was
that pesky devil.  One quick pull and he'd be gone - but, I don't want
to be too careless I thought to myself with a smile.  I had the tweezers
in my right hand and I was on her left side.  I placed my left hand on
her knee and gently moved her leg to open them up more. God she felt
good!

"What are you doing?" she asked as I spread her legs.

"I'm sorry Sally but I need to get better leverage on this guy.  The way
he's in you I need to orient your legs differently." I lied.  As I moved
her leg I caught my breath as I saw her pussy hair through her wet
panties and it was also peeking out from under the panty leg bands. 
Hmmm, so she is a natural dirty blonde but would have been surprised if
it had been different.  I can't believe I'm looking at this gorgeous
pussy with only this thin wet fabric between my eyes and her sweetness.

"Hurry will you?"  Sally was starting to get impatient - I was pushing
my luck but one more thing to try.

I moved my right hand with the tweezers to grip the tick and steadied my
hand by resting my pinky on her upper thigh. As I moved my hand I curled
my pinky to 'accidently' touch Sally's panty covering her clit.  Sally
jumped and said very sternly "Jack, I'm beginning to think that you are
not concentrating on removing this tick but you're looking at my crotch
instead.  If you want to look at my crotch - that's ok just get rid of
that tick first!"

"Wow!" I thought.  I can't believe my luck - she's going to let me
continue looking at her pussy.  With that I grabbed the tick and had it
removed in a flash.

"There" I said proudly now thinking that I would move onto much more
interesting things.

"Is it out?" Sally asked concerned.

"Yup.  Dr. Wilson to the rescue." and Dr. Wilson ready to begin a new
examination as I turned back toward Sally.  No sooner had I turned when
Sally kicked me out of the way and stood up.

"Hey, is that any way to treat your hero?  I thought you said I could
'look' some more once the tick was out." I whined.

"Yeah well I lied." Sally said somewhat angrily.

I was actually stunned. Not from the fact that I couldn't complete my
'examination' but actually surprised that Sally had lied.
"I never expected you to lie Sally." I said with genuine disappointment
in my voice.

"Well, I figure it's ok to lie when I'm being held hostage by a tick
stuck to my leg!" She shouted. 

I couldn't disagree with her there and finally said.  "I'm sorry Sally. 
I shouldn't have taken advantage the way I did.  Ticks really aren't
that big a deal for me so I was just using the 'opportunity' to be a
dirty old man I guess.  I'm really sorry. Please don't be too mad at
me."

"Well, I understand what you did but I am mostly upset that you didn't
consider how frightened I was." Sally said with tears in her eyes.

I stood up and hugged her. "You're right Sally.  That was inconsiderate
of me.  Can I make it up to you by providing a 'gourmet' meal of peanut
butter and jelly sandwiches?" I said trying to lighten the mood a
little.

I guess it worked because Sally slapped my ass (which really hurt with
my wet skivvies) and said "Sure, just don't let it happen again."

Then she said "And I guess this also removes the 'logisitical' problem
we had since we have no towels.  We might as well just stay in these and
air dry."  I couldn't agree more as I escorted her back to the Jeep. 
Walking with her reminded how different she actually looked from what I
had always thought of her.  I wanted to say something but decided to
keep my mouth shut while we still had a truce.

I leaned against the Jeep while Sally sat on a log next to the Jeep
while we ate our lunch. "You make a mean PB&J Mr. Wilson.  I must be
hungry cause these taste great!"

"That's 'Dr. Wilson' and it always seems like food just tastes 200
percent better in a place like this."  I was about to continue talking
about outdoor meals when Sally said "Oh Oh, Look!" as she pointed to my
shin.

I looked down and there was a tick.  "Do you think that's the one you
pulled from me?" Sally asked getting a bit concerned.

"No, I'm afraid not. Looks like we ran into a batch of these when we
stopped on the trail.  I'll pull this out but I've got some bad news."

Sally had a look of fear cross her face "What, what's wrong?"

"Well, this is going to sound self-serving but one tick is a nuisance. 
More than one tick means that a full inspection is called for.  These
aren't really that dangerous so if you want to wait until we get back to
home where you can have someone, um, nicer, help look you over then that
would probably be ok."

"Ok, you mean wait hours before I can find if a tick is sucking on me? 
No way! You better behave yourself though.  This is purely medical - you
get it buster?" Sally asked with a vengance that seemed partly from
strength of character and partly from fear of ticks.

"Yes, Sally.  I'm really sorry about before and I'll be good this time. 
Sincerely - see a tick and remove it - no funny business - I promise."

I started to get my kit.  "Also, we should probably put some antibiotic
on your tick bite. I thought about it earlier but thought you would
think I was being conniving again if I suggested it."

"Well I know how to put antibiotic on myself silly.  You wouldn't need
to do it!"

"Oh yeah, for some reason I hadn't considered that." I said sincerely. 
Sally looked at me and shook her head as she understood I was probably
telling the truth.

"Men!  Ok," she took a deep breath "what do we do?"

"Well, first let's get this little bugger off of me and get antibiotic
on both bites before we forget."

"Forget! God I'm going to have nightmares about this!  I'll never
forget." Sally was exasperated.

I quickly pulled the tick off and Sally was nice enough to dab both of
us with antibiotic.

"Ok, now we really need to do a thorough inspection.  You wouldn't
believe where I've found ticks in the past." I said honestly.  "If you
want we can do me first if your embarrassed. Lord knows I am."

"No, if I have any more ticks on me I want to get them off ASAP! Let's
do me first."

"Ok, stand over here so I can turn you and you're out of the shadow of
the Jeep and I'll check you legs and abdomen." 

Sally cooperated as I quickly looked and felt along her legs. Boy they
felt sensational!  As good as they felt however I wasn't going to fall
into the same trap as before and continued inside her thighs and around
her panty lines.  I could feel Sally twitching as I felt inside her legs
and close to her pussy.  I then continued above her waistband and moved
around her belly and around her back.  So far so good - so far so
absolutely beautiful I thought to myself.  Stop it! You promised to be
good and you will.  You were mean to Sally before, don't do it again. 
She's too nice to be that way.

I looked on the backs of her arms and lifted her arms to look in her arm
pits.  Finally I bent her over so I could examine her hair.  I stood in
front of her while she bent toward me so I could look closely.  The nice
thing about ticks is that they are pretty uncomplicated.  If they find a
nice soft spot they generally will latch on without getting too sneaky
so I focussed mainly on the hair line since this is where the ticks
would most likely 'dig' in.  I looked through all her hair carefully
just in case but focussed mainly on the hairline.  Now we reached the
moment of truth.

I lifted Sally up and realized she had been looking at my bulge in my
shorts while I had been examining her hair.  I pretended not to notice
because I knew soon enough that experience would be moot.  I looked
Sally in the eye and said "Now I need to look under your clothing.  If
you want to wait I'll understand but, I can assure you that these
buggers somehow find their way to the most embarrassing spots.  We may
have even picked them up when we answered nature's call earlier.  What
do you want to do?"

Sally sighed "We may as well get this over with." and with that reached
around and took off her bra. God did she look exquisite!  I really
wanted to touch those things but suggested that she could handle the
examination in the front while I looked under her arms and her back. 
Sally seemed grateful for that and began her examination while I did
mine - not without losing concentration and watching Sally's
'activities' and also not without getting a fairly healthy erection.  At
this point I was glad to be behind Sally where she couldn't see me.

"Ok, all clear here.  Examine your bra before putting it back on but I
think you're ok on top."  Those words reminded both of us that there was
one last place to look.  Sally carefully examined her bra and finally
put it on. I realized how concerned she was when she took so long to
examine her bra and finally put it back on.  Her concern was more
important than her modesty. My erection hadn't gone away but Sally
pretended not to notice. 

"Ok, Sally, may be you want to examine yourself as much as you can while
I turn around and then I'll, um, check your bottom."

"Oh, man!  Are you sure this is necessary?" she seemed very flustered
and seemed out of breath.

"Well, I highly recommend that you check as soon as you can because I
have found ticks hanging on my butt and elsewhere where I would prefer
not to say.  You can wait as I said and I would understand.  I suggest
you check yourself out as much as you can and then maybe wait until
later for the remainder.  I'll just turn around so you can have some
privacy."

"Ok, I think I'll go lean against the Jeep so I can bend over further. 
Why don't you look over there." she pointed towards the woods away from
the Jeep.

"Ok, how's this?"

"Good, DON'T PEEK!" she said sternly.

I knew what was good for me and, as much as I wanted to look, I decided
to be a good boy. "I'll be good."

I heard the Jeep creak a couple of times and then heard "Oh my God!  I
don't believe it! SHIT! DAMN!  Jack! Get this thing off of me!" Sally
screamed.

I slowly turned and there she was.  Panties pulled down to her knees. 
The loveliest snatch in the world there for me to see in all its glory
as Sally was bent over looking at it.

"Um, are you sure you want me to come over there?"

"GET THIS THING OFF OF ME AND NO FUCKING FUNNY BUSINESS!" Sally shouted
at the top of her lungs.  I heard the echo ring around the lake as I ran
over, grabbed the tweezers and knelt down to look.  Sure enough, there
among the wonderful forest of this lovely dark blonde hair attached to
one of the outer lips of her labia was a tick!  I could have kissed the
tick for giving me this experience but knew that Sally would not be
amused.  I carefully moved the hairs out of the way so I didn't end up
pulling any (another thing that probably wouldn't amuse Sally)
explaining to Sally as I went along so she knew what I was doing and
gently grabbed the tick and pulled.

"Ow.  That hurt! Jesus, let's get this over with." as she turned and
bent over the seat with her gorgeous ass stuck in the air.  No false
modesty at this point as she reached behind her and spread her ass
cheeks.  I quickly bent down, gave her a thorough look, and just as
quickly said "All clear Sally.  I'll turn around so you can put
antibiotic on your bite and also examine your panties."

"Christ, what does it matter now?" Sally stated blankly. She seemed
totally humiliated at this point. I could have taken this as a license
to look but, for some reason, felt that it was frustration speaking, not
really a license to ogle.

After a bit Sally said "Ok, you can turn around now.  And thank you, I
appreciate your chivalry. I'm sorry I was cranky."

"Geez Sally.  I'd say you were justified.  Ok, are you willing to 'do'
me?"

With that Sally's expression changed as it seemed I had just reminded
her that this was a two way street.  She seemed to get some energy back
and was all business.

"Sure Jack.  Stand over here and let me turn you."  I went over to where
I had examined her and she began the same routine on me.

I had thought it was great when I was touching her legs but Sally
touching mine was even better.  Sally seemed very thorough and I was
about to comment when I thought that would be a pretty stupid thing to
do.  I'm loving her touch and, with what I did to her earlier, she
certainly deserved being 'thorough' in return.  When she neared the tops
of my legs of my legs however I realized how this was going to get
really embarrassing as my cock was now fully erect and tenting my shorts
way beyond the stretching point of the material.  I looked down and the
shorts were pulled away from my belly (looking straight down I had a
great view of my cock) and that the leg bands were also pulled away from
my legs so there was a great view from the side.  I looked at Sally and
her eyes were fixed on my cock.  She didn't look up at me but seemed
completely mesmerized.  I wondered if she had ever seen a cock before. 
Her hypnotic state made me think not.  I decided that we should probably
deviate from the routine we did before and I reached down to my
waistband and, pulling my shorts away from my cock, I let my shorts
fall.  If Sally wanted to examine me I was going to give her the
opportunity.  Sally gasped as my cock came fully into her view. She was
transfixed and I could feel her hands slowly move up my leg as if guided
by a irresistible force.  If I wasn't excited before I sure was now as I
felt Sally's hands gently move over the tops of my thighs and the backs
of her fingers brush my balls as she reached to touch my cock.  I was
mesmerized now.  I felt I should stop this but was completely powerless
to do so.  I should stop this because I was married and I should stop
this because I knew what would happen immediately and wasn't sure Sally
was prepared for it.  In either case it didn't matter - I couldn't stop
her.  I didn't want to stop her. I wanted her to grab my cock - want it,
own it, suck it, touch it, lick it - anything!  Please please touch me.

I watched her hands move as Sally wasn't breathing but her mouth was
open as if she was gasping for breath.  Her hand went to the tip of my
cock and touched it with a gentleness I had never, in my life, felt
before.  It was too much!  I couldn't stand it as I exploded and
screamed and shot semen higher than it seemed I had ever done. Sally
jumped as the first shot of semen fell on her and the next spurt shot
from the tip.  I kept cumming - I had no control and just felt so
fucking great as I shot load after load.  I finally caught my breath and
looked down to see Sally still mesmerized but, now, considerably more
messy than she had before. Oh God that was so great but I'm so sorry I
shot all over Sally. I reached down and wiped some semen from her hair. 
I bent over and Sally looked into my eyes with a questioning look of
innocence and I hugged her and said "I'm so sorry Sally.  I shouldn't
have done that to you.  I feel so awful can you ever forgive me?"

There was a long pause and Sally finally said "You didn't like it Jack?"

I was stunned. "Like it?  I loved it.  It was the most wonderful feeling
in the world.  I'm just sorry I made such a mess of you."

"Does it always do that when someone touches it?" Sally asked wanting to
know more.

"Well, um, no.  Not so quickly anyway.  I don't remember ever being so
excited so it happened very quickly." I said somewhat embarrassed by my
quick response.

"Will it do that again if I touch it."  Sally sounded like she was in
another world.

"Umm, yes, but it will take much longer next time." I said trying to
figure out where this was going.

"Can I touch it again Jack?  I can't believe how big it is and, at the
same time, how soft it is."

"Umm, are you sure you want to touch it again Sally?"

"Oh yes please.  I've never seen a penis in real life.  I've only seen
pictures.  Can I touch it again?  I'll understand if you don't want me
to.  I will try to be good and go back to the tick inspection if you
want." Sally said apologetically.

"Sally, of course, you can touch me again.  I loved your touch.  Come
over to the Jeep and let me lay in the seat while you explore.  You can
look and touch all you want."  We moved over to the Jeep and I sat down
and then leaned back with my legs spread so Sally could explore.  I was
a lot softer now and figured her examination would probably be pretty
brief now.

Sally looked and said "It's gotten smaller." She touched my cock and
said "Oooh, and a lot softer too. Is it still ok if I touch?"

"Absolutely Sally.  As I said please feel freely."  I leaned back the
rest of the way and enjoyed Sally's explorations.  I could feel her rub
my cock, play with the foreskin, touch my balls, and feel the skin and
hair around my cock.  Her attentions her having a surprising affect on
me as I began to get hard again.

"It's growing!" Sally shouted.  "Wow, I don't understand how it could
get hard and be soft at the same time. It is silky smooth."

She rubbed some more, this time wrapping her hand around the shaft and
rubbing up and down.  Oh man that felt great.

"There's something coming from the tip.  Is it going to shoot again?"  I
looked down and saw precum forming on the tip. 

"No, not yet Sally but soon if you continue what you're doing.  The
liquid you see now is called precum and is used to lubricate the
entrance to the vagina so my co... I mean my penis enters easier."

Sally reached up a touched the drop. "Wow, it is slippery.  It must work
well but I don't see enough to cover all of your penis.  Doesn't all of
your penis go in the vagina?"  Sally was curious now.

"Well, the vagina also makes its own lubricant so in combination there
is usually more than enough."

"I've never felt this slippery stuff on my vagina.  Are you sure it
works on all vaginas?  Maybe I'm defective?" Sally sounded concerned.

"No Sally, I doubt that you're defective.  It's just that you haven't
gotten excited enough yet.  You need to get excited to make the fluid."

"The way you got excited when you shot all over?"

"Well, the lubricant flows sooner than that.  The really exciting part
comes afterward.  The lubricant helps things be even more exciting."  I
couldn't believe I was explaining all this to a 27 year old beautiful
woman who was practically naked next to me while stroking my cock.  It
makes sense thinking back how homely Sally always appeared.  She
probably had no boyfriends and maybe just subdued any sexual interests. 
Very strange I thought as I enjoyed her attentions today.

"Jack, does rubbing the vagina make the lubricant come like it does with
you."

"Yes, Sally, rubbing the right spots first makes the lubricant come and
then the combination of rubbing and silky lubrication makes the big
excitement come." I reasoned with this woman/child.

"Show me." Sally finally asked.

"Huh?!  What do you mean Sally."

"I want to see this happen.  You've already seen me and touched me. Show
me how the lubricant flows." and she stopped rubbing my cock and stood
up.

"Are you sure Sally?"

"Yes, please show me.  Trade places and show me." and with that she
dropped her panties.

God, I can't believe this as I sat up and moved off the seat.  Sally sat
on the seat, leaned back and spread her legs like I had been positioned. 
Completely unabashed!  I moved next to Sally and very gently moved my
hand up her thigh. Lord it was so silky smooth!  I could sense Sally
catch her breath as my light touch was sending tingles to her brain and
her brain responded by making her legs twitch with each jolt. I looked
at the lovely cunt open before me and as I moved my hand closer I could
almost see the vulva swell and the lips start to open.  Man, I don't
think this will take too long.  As my hand reached the top of her thigh
I moved it closer to her mound.  The tip of my finger brushed her clit
and I could see her physically jump and heard a "Oh!" come from her
lips.  I slowly ran two fingers on either side of her vulva and I could
hear Sally panting and gasping for air. I then ran the same two fingers
back up while using my thumb to brush against her lips and then her
clit. "Oh God.  What is happening? I can't breathe." Sally gasped.

I now saw, first a bead, and then a dribble of fluid leak from her
pussy.  The drip ran down to her ass.  "Sally, give me your hand."

Sally sat up a little and reached her hand to me. I gently held the base
of her index finger as I guided it to the openning of her pussy.  I
placed the finger on the lips and they seemed to pop open so suddenly I
jumped in surprise.  Her pussy was really flowing now and I put her
finger at the bottom of her vagina so she could feel the fluid.  I could
see many things happening as she realized it was true about the
lubricant, she realized just how slippery it really is, and she felt the
result of her now extremely slippery touch on her own cunt. This
probably all took place in milliseconds but seemed to roll out over tens
of seconds.  She was now completely out of control and on autopilot as I
saw her finger instinctively move upward to her clit. As her slick
finger came in contact with her clit someone in the heavens threw that
magical wonderful switch that brought ecstasy to the human race.  Sally
screamed to the heavens using such praise and such profanity and
convulsed about the seat of my Jeep with probably her first ever orgasm
and me with the best seat in the house!  It doesn't get any better than
this I thought to myself as I heard Sally's screams come back to us from
the far side of the lake. 

Sally was lost for a time and then slowly regained 'consciousness' while
she also struggled to regain her breath.  She was completely prone with
her legs spread lazily open and she moaned as she gained enough breath
to talk.  "What happened to me?  I never felt anything like this.  Is
this what an orgasm feels like?"

"Yes Sally. Isn't it wonderful?"

"Oh God, I feel so embarrassed. You must think I'm a complete slut!"
with that she sat up and closed her legs.

"No, Sally, I think you're incredible!  I'm am honored that I was the
one to show you this."

"Really?  You're not just trying to make me feel good?"

"Well, I think I already helped you feel pretty good." I said with a
chuckle and Sally turned a deep red.  She slapped my shoulder and
laughed. 

"Wow, I guess you did!  Man, I don't think I'll ever be able to look you
in the face again." she joked.

I was concerned now.  "Sally, I would be broken hearted if that was
really true. I have loved this day with you and for the first time in my
life feel like I can really be open with someone.  I don't think I could
handle this though if I thought that I had hurt you in some way and you
felt bad about this."

Sally was serious now.  "Oh Jack.  In all seriousness I don't know what
I'm feeling now but I do know one thing - I have never had such a
marvelous time in my life.  You've openned up so many new feelings and
thoughts in me in just one day!  If I can't look at you it's only
because I'll want to attack you when I see you and have you tear off my
clothes and touch me all over."

I looked at Sally and really wanted to cry.  I leaned over and kissed
her on her lips.  It was a gentle kiss that was intended to be a
comforting kiss.  Sally responded in kind and it was the most tender
kiss I had ever had.  I couldn't end it and I let it linger. I could
feel my pulse quicken and I heard Sally begin breathing heavier through
her nose. The kiss became harder now as I put my arm around her and
pulled her to me.  I placed my tongue on her lips and slowly they parted
to let me enter her.  I felt her tongue return the favor and soon we
were both panting from the kiss. I pulled Sally off the seat so we could
be closer as I pulled her to me I felt my erect cock slip between her
legs and touch her pussy.  I heard her gasp as she realized what was
happening. She pulled away from our kiss and said "Oh yes Jack, please
show me this too.  Please be the first.  Please make love to me!" and
she spread her legs wide to take me in. It felt so good.  I could feel
my cockhead lining up with her vagina.  I could feel her openning to me. 
Oh yes!  One push and I'm in heaven!

I pushed - I pushed her away from me.  Sally looked startled.  I looked
into her eyes and said "Sally, I love you more than you'll ever know.  I
love you so much I can't do this to you.  You are a marvelous woman. 
You are beautiful, intelligent, and with the most incredible integrity
of anyone I have ever known.  I can't do this because I love you.  I'm
married.  You know that.  If I did this then it would make you part of a
deception that would cheapen our relationship.  Do you understand what
I'm saying?"

I could see tears welling up in Sally's eyes. "I don't care Jack.  I
know I love you.  I know you love me.  You have a wife and maybe you
love her too but that has nothing to do with us.  I can't let you out of
my life now. You mean too much to me.  I'll understand if you really
don't love me and need to go to your wife but I will also understand if
you need us both.  I'm willing to share you if I can, at least, have
some of you."

"God Sally you're amazing.  What you say makes me want you all the more
but I'm going to be strong on this.  What you say may be true and maybe
we can work this out but I want us to think about this.  I feel like you
may be too euphoric from your first orgasm to know what you really want. 
Can we give this some time?  Can we think about this and then, if we
still think it's right, we can go from there.  I don't want to rush into
something.  I want to be sure."

"I really do love you but you're right.  Let's wait and then you'll know
I'm right.  Dammit!  I sure wanted to feel that cock of yours inside
me!"  she pushed me and ran to the lake stripping her bra off as she
ran.  She dove in the water and I followed close behind.  God I loved
this!

We swam for a bit and Sally cleaned my semen off of her and we got out
to dry.  Sally looked at me and asked "Good grief, what happened to you? 
You disappeared!"

I looked down and realized that I had, indeed, disappeared.  Embarrassed
I replied "Yeah, this happens when it gets cold.  I think it's some kind
of self-protection mechanism to keep me at a constant temperature and
keep the sperm 'factory' running in optimum production." describing the
phenomenon in less discomforting industrial terms.

"Wow, that's amazing.  Can I touch?"  Sally said with the curiosity of a
4 year old.

"Of course Sally.  Umm, just be careful, you just got cleaned up." I
advised.

Sally blushed and knelt down to look. "Criminy, your testicles have
completely disappeared!  There is almost no sac and it's all tight
against your body."

Her touching was certainly going to change that situation I thought to
myself.  She continued "Your penis seems to pulled completely into your
body also.  I can hardly see it as the skin seems all closed around it."

As she fondled me I felt little jolts as she touched the right spots. 
"Oh Wow,  It's like it's coming out to see me." she said laughing.

Oh Man, should I stop this?  I felt Sally's hand wrap around my cock and
I knew the answer.  I looked down and here was Sally just inches from my
cock and beginning to stroke me back to life.

"God I can't believe how miraculous this is." Sally said excitedly.  She
moved aside a bit as she remembered the earlier experience and asked. 
"Is it going to shoot like before?"

I was starting to get the feeling welling up from below and was taking
shorter and shorter breaths. "Um, Oh God, Yes Sally.  YES! Squeeze me
tight! OH YES!" as I exploded and shot out on to the ground.  I kept
shooting as Sally stroked my cock and milked me dry.

"Wow, that was amazing!  It shot so far and the feel of your penis
expanding when it shot!  I also felt you moving your hips and you
thrusting forward when it shot.  God it's going to feel fantastic when
you make love to me!"  I tried to catch my breath as I looked at her. 
God I wanted to jump on her right then!  She was beautiful and was still
holding my shrinking cock.  She stood up and gave me a kiss. "Thank you
for sharing this with me Jack." she said as our lips separated.

"God!  Thank you Sally. The pleasure was all mine."  I hugged her and
loved the feeling of her breasts against me.  I felt safe with my
deflated prick but the hug started me stirring again so I backed away
not believing what this woman was doing to me.

I grabbed her hand and quietly lead this beautiful naked woman back to
my Jeep so we could get dressed.  Sally had to run to the shore where
she had left her clothes and the sight sent a feeling of happiness
running through my body.  I had a fleeting thought to get my camera and
take a picture but I didn't want to take my eyes off of her and I felt
so much in love I couldn't even seriously think of taking advantage of
her in this way.  I just enjoyed the view as she moved away from me and
equally enjoyed the return trip.  Sally saw me looking and I expected
her to cover herself with her clothes but she surprised me by moving her
arms wide so I could enjoy the whole of her.  Her gate changed as she
made a more exaggerated sashay motion and slowed to let me savor the
moment.  This woman is so beautiful, intelligent, and open.  I've never
known anyone like her.  How could I be so lucky? 

I smiled at Sally when she reached the Jeep and said "I thought you
would get dressed over there."

Sally replied seductively "But Jack, I left my panties over here with
you..." waving her panties in my face "so I couldn't get dressed over
there.  Could I?"

"Um, no, I guess not..."  Man!  I had to cool down.  Ok, get in the
trail boss frame of mind so we can get out of here without getting in
any more trouble.  I dressed quickly and started packing up the lunch
things into the Jeep.  Sally just watched staying naked for a little
while and then finally sighed and got dressed.  As we climbed into the
Jeep Sally leaned over gave me a kiss and patted my crotch and asked
"Are we 'all' ready to go?"

Man, THAT's been ready to 'GO' for some time!  "Sure, got your water for
the dusty ride back?  You all set to navigate?"

"Sure Jack, it was so hard getting here though we may accidently get
lost on the way out and may have to spend the night or even weeks trying
to find our way out." Sally said with a sly smile.

If the trail had actually been hard I might have worried about Sally
purposefully getting us lost but following the Jeep tracks back would be
a piece of cake and the GPS unit virtually assured our safety.  I did
consider the possibility that Sally could 'lose' the map but didn't
seriously consider this a real hazard.

We drove in silence for a little while but I did enjoy the bouncing
Sally's breast were doing in the seat next to me.  Finally Sally said to
me with a bit of serious tone in her voice "Jack, I know I've been
teasing you and I've also pleaded with you so I've gone from one extreme
to the other.  But please believe me when I say that you have changed my
life today." I started to say something but she held up her hand and
went on "Please let me finish. Ok?"

I shook my head yes. "Even if we hadn't had our 'tick' excitement and
everything that followed, I had such a marvelous time today that I felt
I was falling for you anyway.  Maybe that was in the back of my mind
when I suggested that we go swimming.  Maybe I wanted something to
happen.  I've liked you for a long time.  You were the only one at work
who really didn't treat me like a total weirdo.  You came to me when you
knew I could help you and you treated me as an equal.  We'll never know
if you would have been different if I hadn't been a 'dog'" I slammed on
the brakes, turned and started to deny her statement but she interrupted
me "Please Jack, you promised you wouldn't interrupt.  Ok, so maybe
'dog' was an exaggeration but I never felt beautiful mostly because I
was gawky when I was a kid and by the time I started to 'shape' up I was
already considered by my schoolmates as a geek of the highest order and
had been totally discounted from any social life.  This was ok with me
because it was uncomplicated.  I just had to deal with the 'facts' and
didn't need to worry about looking good or getting dates or stuff.  By
the time I went through college and started work I guess I was pretty
much resigned to being an old maid.  I never thought of myself in those
terms mind you - I never thought of myself as a 'maid' in any sense. 
YOU, Jack, woke up the 'maid' in me!  And may God forgive me, I'll be
forever in your debt for that.  I have no idea what's going to happen
with my life now - I really feel like a changed person now - I'm
actually a WOMAN!" she shouted "Can you believe it?"  I couldn't help
myself and answered "Uh yeah Sally, I think I've had enough evidence to
substantiate that fact!"

"Oh YOU!" Sally punched me.

"Of course, if there still is any doubt I would be happy to run some
more experiments on the matter." I suggested.

"Any time big boy!" Sally replied with a very good Mae West
impersonation.

Sally held up her hand again and went on trying not to giggle and get
back to a serious face "I just have a couple of more things I need to
say.  So I don't know where I'm going now.  The only thing I am certain
of though is that I want to go as far as I can with you.  I mean that
figuratively and literally.  I love you but I also understand that your
married.  I could be just an afternoon diversion or I could be the
complete demise of your marriage and your new love. Either way is OK
with me.  Either way is heartbreak for somebody.  I also know that the
more we continue the greater the eventual heartbreak will be but I'm
willing to accept that.  I'm willing to follow your lead no matter what
it is.  I hope you spend more time with me.  I want to learn more from
you.  I want to love you more.  I want to bring you as much pleasure as
I can because you've openned this new world for me and I can never repay
you.  The only thing I ask is please don't lie to me.  I think that you
are an honorable person but people fall into traps trying to protect
others thinking that lying will help cover up the hurt.  I learned a
long time ago that there is only one way to minimize pain - that's to
have the pain as soon as you can before it grows out of control.  There,
I'm done, but please don't forget my one request.  Please don't ever lie
to me."  Sally took a deep breath and sat back with a look of someone
who unloaded a whole lot of emotional baggage.

I couldn't believe it.  I've never heard such an open and frank
discussion in my life.  In all the years my wife and I were married we
never had a discussion like this.  Sally has only been with me one day
and she has already gone beyond my relationship with any other woman,
including my mother for God's sake!  I was in complete awe of this
woman.  I didn't say anything for the longest time because I was at a
complete loss for words.  I hoped my look conveyed what I was feeling
but the growing look of concern on Sally's face told me not.  I finally
gathered my strength and said "Sally, that was the most remarkable thing
I have ever heard anyone say, let alone say to me!  If I wasn't married
I would be on my knees next to you begging you to marry me now!  No
waiting,  Let's find any Justice of the Peace so you could be mine
forever!" Sally had tears welling up in her eyes. "No, please don't cry. 
I can't imagine that I owe you anything because you've shown me things
today that I didn't think existed.  I am so in love with you that my
heart screams to hold you.  I am at a total loss as to what to do next. 
All I know is that I want to have you with me as much as I can.  I'll
try to be the honorable person you think I am but obviously I'm not
totally because I AM married yet I'm here with you doing the things we
did today and hoping for more.  How could this be honorable?  I don't
know what to do but I can promise you one thing and it is the one thing
you've asked.  I will NEVER lie to you. This may cause us pain but I
love you too much to disrespect you with a lie.  I don't know what I
will do - I need to think but I also need you.  I don't know if I can
have an understanding of where we're going before I want to go
'somewhere' with you.  Do you understand what I'm saying?"  

Sally nodded slowly wiping her eyes "but, you do want to be with me
more?"

"Oh God, Sally, YES!  Of all the things I'm uncertain about this is the
ONE thing I know for sure!"

Sally jumped over and hugged me "Oh thank you Jack!  Thank you for being
here and bringing me such happiness."

I wish I felt that this would really lead to happiness for Sally. "I
don't know if I'm really going to bring you happiness or pain Sally."

"If you don't lie to me I can deal with either Jack."

We were silent for a while and finally Sally said "I know one thing you
need to do."

Concerned I asked "What's that?"

"I think you had better start driving again or else we're really going
to be here overnight!" 

We both laughed and I turned and gunned it down the trail.  I probably
went faster than I should have but it was a blast bouncing along next to
Sally.  While we were still on the trail Sally turned to me and said
"Jack, I have a confession to make."

I looked at her ready to stop but she sort of had a twinkle in her eye.
"What is it?  Are you really a man?"

Sally cracked up "NO JACK! I thought we had established that but if
you're not really sure...  No, I wanted to tell you something that no
one else was ever going to know.  When I was a little girl and camped
out in Kansas under the stars I waited for my father to drive away after
dropping me off and then I took off all my clothes and spent the entire
time naked!  Not only was it wonderful sleeping under the immense sky
but I simply loved the feeling of being totally exposed to those
stars!".  Man this woman could give me a hard on!  I smiled and said "I
can't wait until we're both able to do that Sally."

We got home before dark and I dropped Sally off at her apartment.  I
wanted to kiss her but was having bad thoughts about being seen.  Sally
saved me by not giving me the opportunity and jumped out when we came to
a stop.  She leaned back in and said "Thank you Jack, I had a lovely
time.  I'll see you at work on Monday."  she turned and literally
skipped into her place like a little kid.

Boy, what a day.  What a revelation!

Chapter 2

I got home around dusk and came into the kitchen from the garage.  "Hey! 
How was the trip?"  My wife, Pat, asked as she leaned over for me to
kiss her on the cheek.

"Great!  I had a marvelous time.  It was a beautiful day and the trail
was terrific."

"Super, who went with you?" Pat asked while she was preparing the
dinner.

"Oh, someone from work who also likes to go off-roading." I got a little
nervous as Pat seemed interested.

"Did he have a good time too?"  I paused to think how to answer this and
decided brevity was the best approach.

"Yes, as much as me."

"That's good Jack.  I'm glad you found someone who's willing to 'play'
with your toy.  That means you won't be pestering me to play with you." 
The irony of Pat's comment was overwhelming!  I'm sure she meant play
with the Jeep but from my perspective the allusions were too close for
comfort.

I quietly replied and said "Um, yeah, we'll probably go out again soon."

"Did your 'car' survive in one piece?" Pat asked pointedly.  It really
is amazing how, when two people get to know each other, they really know
how to push on the other person's buttons with the minimum amount of
effort or provocation. Pat knew I hated the word 'car' to describe the
Jeep.  It's probably childish of me to react to this but the fact that
she knew my feelings AND continued to use the term only made matters
worse.

"Yeah, Pat, the 'JEEP' is fine.  More than FINE, it's great!  A terrific
vehicle, in fact." and I left to wash up for dinner.  I decided to
shower partly to clean off the dusk but partly to wash off any possible
'evidence' from the day.  I didn't really think there was any but I felt
better psychologically after the shower.

As I walked to the kitchen to get a beer Pat said "Feel better dear?"

"Yes, like a new man."  Man was that the truth!

"Look, I'm sorry I insulted your Jeep earlier.  I know it bugs you and I
probably did it on purpose.  I'm glad you've found a friend that you can
share your new love with."  Boy she's hitting on all cylinders I thought
to myself.  She came over to me and hugged me. "Do you forgive me Jack?"

"Yes, Pat, you know I can't stay mad at you."

"Sometimes I think I need more than that Jack." Pat admitted meekly.

This caught me by surprise.  Pat is usually so business like in our
relationship I sometimes think I married a lawyer or accountant rather
than a wife.  "What do you mean Pat?" I asked as I hugged her back and
rubbed her back.

"Oh I don't know.  I guess I felt compelled to get back at you because
you have a toy that you'd rather play with than me."

"Pat, I would rather be with you but sometimes I need to get outdoors
and enjoy the sunshine.  If only you shared that with me maybe we'd get
closer all the time.  Now I feel like I have to choose between you or
what I like to do."  I think I surprised both of us with my frankness -
I know I surprised myself.

"Gee, I didn't know you felt like that.  I might be willing to go with
you if it didn't seem like a big endurance test or 'safari' or
something."  It was Pat's turn to surprise.

"Really?  How about if we all go for a picnic tomorrow to the state
park?  It should be a nice day and I promise I stay on a paved surface!"

Pat smiled at that and pushed her luck and said "Gosh, we could even
take my car." Waiting to see what I'd say.

I pushed her back so I could look in her eyes and said "If that's what
it takes to get you to join me then by all means but I think the boys
would enjoy the Jeep 'adventure' more."

Pat didn't say anything but looked into my eyes for the longest time
like she was looking for something. "Jack, that was sweet." and then
turned away maybe so I wouldn't notice her wipe her eye. "Of course the
boys would prefer the Jeep!  Don't all boys?" she asked rhetorically but
laughing.  "Ok, but you prepare everything and just let me know when to
get in the 'Jeep'." 

"Oh wow!  Thanks Pat, we'll have a great time!" and I hugged her from
behind.

"Ok, that's enough." she said. "Let me finish dinner."  she went to the
refrigerator, openned it, and leaned over to get something from a lower
shelf.  I hadn't noticed that Pat had on her plaid shorts.  I love those
things.  I love how the curves of her bottom are accentuated with the
pattern. I couldn't resist as I reached and grabbed her ass where her
legs come together.

Pat jumped a mile and almost dropped the container she had.  She let out
a scream "Jack!  What are you doing? I almost dropped the milk!  Now get
out of here before I crown you!"  As I walked away I could sense that
she paused and watched me go.

Later as we're cleaning up the dishes I kept grabbing her and tickling
her.  "Jack, you sure are frisky tonight.  Is this what being outdoors
does to you?" she asked while squirming to get out of my grip.

"Yes, darling.  You know, fresh air and all that." I put my arms around
her as she came into the kitchen with more dishes.

"Jack, you're going to make me drop these.  At least, let me put them
down."

I held on to her but backed up so she could reach the counter and put
the dishes down.  She then put her arms around my waist and said "Hmmm,
if this is what fresh air does to you then maybe I should rethink my
agreement to go to the park with you?"  She asked it as a question but
in a teasing way.  The way she ground herself into my groin I had a
fairly good idea how my friskiness was 'bothering' her.  "Hmmm, fresh
air really makes me want to go to bed early." I said suggestively.

"What about the boys?" Pat asked as if it was obvious we had to wait
until they were in bed.

"I think they're having a good time watching TV.  Why don't we go see if
we can have a 'good time' too."

"Jack, they're going to know what we're up to." Pat was embarrassed.

"Good for them if they figure out but for now I really don't care woman. 
I want this lovely bod of yours and I want it NOW!" I started growling
and Pat knew from past experience, once I started growling then she
better get us out of earshot and the inquisitive eyes of our children. 
She let go and quickly walked to the bedroom telling the boys that
"Mummy and Daddy need to do some things in our bedroom.  Why don't they
enjoy the TV show."  I rolled my eyes and the boys giggled at the
obvious ploy but they were happy we were going to leave them alone to
explore the less parentally favored broadcasts for the evening.

When I got to the bedroom Pat had disappeared into the bathroom.  I
hoped that she wasn't undressing.  I really enjoyed undressing her and
secretly hated it when she got herself 'ready' for me.  I closed and
locked the bedroom door and was about to call in to Pat and ask her not
to undress when I heard Pat brushing her teeth, turn off the water, and
then come out.  She was still dressed.

"I'm glad to see that you still have those lovely ass hugging shorts of
yours still on my dear." I said lasciviously.

"Oh?  I didn't know that you liked these silly things." she teased.
"What could you possibly like about these silly old things?"

"Hmmm, well let me see."  I turned her so I could see the back of the
shorts and placed my hand on her butt.  I slowly moved my hand around
and said "Well, I think it is the way that this particular garment
captures the essense of your feminine form."  Pat giggled while I
started to move my hand down her ass crack.  She sighed and leaned back
against me.  "Yes, Yes, I do believe that it the main attraction. You
will notice that these lovely round cheeks are most gloriously held in
place and make the most marvelous transition from the outward to the
inward." I now had my hand running down between her legs following the
line formed between her cheeks.  She was starting to breathe heavily now
and spread her legs slightly and bent forward a bit.  "I also believe
that the structure of this design permits effective but comfortable
support of that most precious cargo." with this I moved my hand around
the tops of her legs feeling the curve inward as my hand came into
contact with Pat's sensuous and now engorged vulva.  Pat groaned now and
I slid between her legs and she was now leaning way back with her legs
spread wide.  I put my arm around her and slid my hand under her blouse
and bra so I could feel those great mounds of hers.  She was really
groaning now and started to unbutton her shorts.  I wanted to handle
this part of it so I spun her around and pushed her back onto the bed. 
She yelped as she fell and hit the bed and I looked down at her enjoying
the incredible curves as I could make out her bulging lips through her
shorts.  I leaned down and kissed her belly after I pulled her blouse
out of her shorts. I moved downward and slowly kissed her shorts tracing
a line down to her legs.  Pat was panting now but managed to say "Jack,
please.  You know I don't like that kind of stuff."

I looked up at her and said "Patience my dear.  You will soon be in my
power." Pat reached down to my hands to pull me up to her. I looked
longingly back down at those luscious curves that I longed to caress and
sighed as I gave up the quest and went to our usual lovemaking routine.

The next morning the boys were all excited about the 'big trip' in the
Jeep.  The boys were 5 & 7 and any ride in the Jeep was a big deal for
them (much to the consternation of my wife) and a trip to a 'forest' was
something else again.  The state park was a relatively easy affair. 
It's not too far from our house and they have some nice picnic benches
and turnouts along a winding road following a flowing stream.  I had
taken the top off of the Jeep (Pat was not amused) and we rode in the
blowing wind and cheering sounds of the boys in the back.  Pat finally
was amused by the laughter and pleasure the boys were getting and
finally smiled over to me as we rode.  I pulled into the park, paid the
admittance, and went searching for a nice secluded spot where we could
enjoy ourselves without some fool blaring a radio at us.  We found a
great spot that turned out even better once we started exploring.  The
picnic tables are usually right by the parking spot but this one had the
table moved behind the trees so it was overlooking the stream but still
had a stretch of land between the stream and the table.  This gave the
boys some room to run around without us being afraid they would fall in
but also gave us privacy from the road.  Pat didn't care about this but
I could delude myself into thinking we were actually in the woods away
from civilization.  All in all we all agreed that this was the best
'campsite' ever (the boys called it a campsite).

Pat and I set up the lunch and drinks and stuff.  The boys grabbed
snacks in between rock throwing, stick dueling, and the thousands of
other things an unfettered mind could come up with while Pat and I
enjoyed our lunch in relative peace.  I brought a bottle of wine which
we were slowly enjoying as well.  I saw the boys throwing rocks into the
stream and decided to show them how to skip the stones.  My oldest boy,
John (of course), or Jack as we call him, got it right away and was
trying to see how many skips he could get.  Billy had problems but
declared success when he finally got a stone to skip (sort of).  I
wasn't going to comment and left the boys to continue their training and
competition.  I went back up to be with Pat who was busying herself
cleaning up.

"That can wait Pat.  Come over here and sit with me.  She came over and
I patted my lap and we sat together watching the boys play and enjoying
the smells and sounds of outdoors.  We were enjoying the wine and I was
enjoying the feeling of Pat's ass on my lap.  I put my hand around her
and squeezed her breasts through her blouse.

"Jack, stop.  The boys will see us." she tried to push my hand away.

"Pat, they can't see us.  We're behind the bush from where they're
standing.  They certainly aren't interested in what we're doing."

"Well, someone from the road will see or come here." Pat said nervously.

"Pat, it's fine.  We have all the privacy in the world here and for
goodness sakes, we are married.  We are allowed to do this."

"Oh I just get nervous when I'm outdoors.  I always feel like someone is
looking at me."

"Well you are right Pat." Pat startled looked around quickly "I'm
looking at you and loving what I see."

I don't know if it was what I said or the wine or both but Pat stopped
fighting me and tentatively leaned back to enjoy my touching her breast. 
I unbuttoned a couple of buttons and slipped both hands into her blouse
and under her bra.  It was really difficult to do what I wanted to do
with my hands bent the way they were so I pulled her blouse out of her
jeans and slid my hand under the back of her blouse to undo the strap.

"Jack!  What are you doing?"

"Relax, lean back and enjoy the view." and I moved my hands under her
blouse and gently began massaging her now liberated tits.  They felt
good and I could sense that Pat thought so too.  Her breathing was now
more forced and her nipples were fully erect.  Gentle moans came from
her lips as I gently but firmly massaged her globes to excitement.  I
slid my right hand down to between her legs and started massging her
mound.  Pat liked that but I couldn't feel connected with the thick
material of her jeans.  I moved my hand to her zipped and started to
pull the zipper down.

"JACK!" Pat said as she sat upright and pushed my hand away. "We can't
do that here!  It's illegal or something."

I forcefully pulled Pat toward me and started nibbling on her neck and
ears from behind.  If there was one thing that really drove Pat crazy it
was this. She knew what I was doing and whimpered "Jack, don't. We
shouldn't.  mmmm."

On the second "mmmm" I moved my hand back and unsnapped the button to
the top of her jeans and began to unzip again.  Pat halfheartedly said
"No, please." and moved her hand over mine but didn't force my hand
away.  As I got the zipper to the bottom I moved my hand inside her
jeans.  Pat moved her hand away as I started to massage her panties
feeling her hair under the material. I moved my hand lower and Pat
sighed.  The jeans were in the way again but I was able to force them
outward to give my hand easier access.  I slid my finger down her crack
and touched her clit through the material.  Pat was moaning now.  I
reached lower and felt the wetness of her panties.  I raised my hand
back up and brushed her clit again and continued until I reached her
waist band.  As I slid my hand under her waist band Pat instinctively
openned her eyes to check where the boys were.  They were still by the
stream.  I moved my hand lower and grabbed her mound in earnest now. 
Pat was leaning back farther and started to lift her butt so I could get
better access. "That's my girl." I thought to myself as I could now get
a better hold and a better view of this lovely mound I was holding.  I
slipped my finger into her pussy and she gasped.  I could now sense that
Pat was on autopilot as she had her hands on the bench lifting herself
up to be harder against my finger and was grinding her hips in time with
my motion.  She was gasping for breath and finally turned, bit my cheek
and screamed between her teeth "OH GOD YES. FUCK ME. GOD OH
YESSSSSSSSSS!"  She collapsed on my chest as I tried to recover from the
pain of her bite.  I reluctantly pulled my hand from her crotch and
reached to see how badly my cheek was damaged.  I felt a sting as I
touched my cheek.  She must have bit through the skin.  I'll have to
dress it but despite this I was happy.  In all our years of marriage Pat
never let me touch her outside let alone let me give her an orgasm.  To
me it always confounded me and made me sad that someone could go through
life and never have an orgasm outside.  This was a close to God as you
could get to my mind - and you could shout your head off!  Speaking of
shouting.  The other milestone was that Pat had NEVER used that phrase
"FUCK ME" while we were making love.  She used that phrase once when she
was extremely angry at me but never said those words in the heat of
passion.

I felt Pat regaining her breath and said "So, umm, I guess that was ok
afterall?"

"Oh Man!  I don't know what happened to me.  I feel like such a slut.  I
can't believe I let you do this to me outside.  In front of the boys for
God's sake."

"I don't think the boys noticed" Their busy play by the stream confirmed
this. "and you did a good job muffling your screams."

"I did?  I thought the whole world heard me."  Pat looked up and said
"My God Jack!  Did I do that?  Lord, let me take care of that for you"
and she started to get up.

"Pat, Pat, relax.  It'll be ok.  Just stay here for a little bit.  I
want to hold you."

"But you're bleeding.  You need a bandaid and it needs to be cleaned
before it gets infected.  Oh God, I'm so sorry.  I don't know what came
over me."

"It's ok. Really!  I'm really happy because I really really enjoyed
doing that even with the bite and your screaming bad words at me."

"Bad words.  I said bad words?" she hesitated and asked "umm, what did I
say.  I don't remember."

"Well you used the Lord's name in vain and then ordered me to fuck you."

"Oh God.  I am a slut.  I'm sorry.  I don't know what happened. Jack
whatever do you think of me?" Pat said ready to cry for her fall into
the gutter.

"Pat, are you kidding!  I loved it.  You were so sexy.  You were humping
my hand like crazy and just wanting more and more of me.  I almost came
when you did!"

"Really?" Pat looked totally confused. "You mean you don't think I'm a
tramp after what I did?  Uh, did I REALLY 'hump your hand like crazy'? 
I can't imagine me doing that.  It must have been someone else."

"Well, to be honest, until I saw it I wouldn't have expect YOU to do
that either but you did and I LOVED it!  God you make me want to drag
you onto the top of this table a screw the hell out of you."  I thought
maybe I had gone too far but then Pat said "You do? Really?  Because I
talked dirty and 'humped your hand like crazy'?"

"Yes, in all the years we've been married this is the first time I felt
you really open up sexually."

"God!  I'm so embarrassed.  I'm flustered too.  What you did to me and
what you just told me are so surprising.  But the weird thing is that it
sort of makes me hot!" Pat whispered.

"Really?  It makes you hot? So, umm, how about I drag you on to the
table and screw the hell out of you?" I asked timidly expecting the
worse.

"Jack, I couldn't.  I wouldn't dare take off my jeans.  I couldn't get
them on in time if the boys came this way."

"You couldn't do what we did until we did it. Pat I've never wanted you
so much in my life." with that I stood up still holding her in front of
me.  I turned her around so she faced the table and pulled her jeans and
panties down to her calves. Pat started to protest but I gently pushed
her forward and she began to realize what I had in mind. "Jack, no, I
can't do this."

"Shhhh, you are my sexy woman.  I want to screw the hell out of you."  I
unzipped my pants and, pushing them down, released my cock which was now
fully engorged. I looked at Pat's lovely ass and reached around her to
touch her clit again.  Pat was whimpering into the table. I slid my cock
between her legs and heard Pat gasp as my cock found its home.  I slid
into Pat's cunt easily but she felt surprisingly tight. I couldn't
believe how wonderful this felt.  It seemed that all these factors came
crashing together to make this moment all the more powerful. Each factor
compounding the rest.  Our first encounter outdoors. This obviously
submissive position where I could stand and powerfully drive into her. 
The sensation of openness as I could look around me and hear the stream
and feel the air.  The tightness of Pat's cunt. The animalistic response
of Pat when she came so wildly and bit my cheek which I could still
feel. Even yesterday's encounter only served to enhance this feeling.  I
felt so dominant that I felt like I could fuck forever.  I heard Pat's
whimpering change to grunts as I drove harder and harder into her.  I
leaned over and touched her clit and she sucked in air gasping for
breath.  She was panting now as I continued to pump.  I was someone
else.  This was so totally new that I was super stud and I was having my
woman!  I changed the pace and pulled out slowly and almost completely
and I saw and heard Pat gasp as if she didn't want me to leave.  I
almost thought I heard her say "No!" but it didn't make any difference. 
This was for all the times I wanted to do this - thought about doing
this - craved doing this - knowing that Pat would never allow it.  Now I
had her!  Now she was mine.  REALLY mine!  Not just some lady I shared
the house with but the woman I was driving my huge engorged cock into
her hungry cunt!  I drove forward and as deeply as I could.  Pat grunted
again saying "Yes, oh Yes. Fuck me.  Fuck me good!"  I slowly pulled
back and I heard Pat whimper.  I drove deeply again and Pat was now too
breathless to speak.  I waited, I twitched my cock, I could sense Pat
waiting for me to repeat the slow withdraw and then the mighty thrust
again.  The changeup was upsetting her.  She started to plead.  "Please. 
Please pull back.  Please fuck me deep again."  I started back slowly
and Pat caught her breath.  I stopped.

"NO! Pull back.  PLEASE."  She tried to move forward away from me but
was already jammed against the table. 

"Squeeze my cock Pat.  Milk me with your cunt!  If you're good I'll
continue." I ordered.  I don't know what had come over me or both of us
but we were not the same as last night. Last night was passive
agreement.  This was pure lust.

I felt Pat's contractions.  Random at first as she tried to learn her
muscles again but then more coordinated as she became more proficient. 
"Yes, that's right Pat.  Milk my hard cock.  Beg me to fuck you."

"Please, don't torture me like this.  Please FUCK ME and FUCK ME HARD!"
she was now screaming.  She was ready. She held her breath as I moved
slowly back further and further.  I heard her suck in her last breath as
I kept pulling back.  I felt the head of my cock reach the entrance of
her cunt. Pat screamed "NO!  FUCK ME!"

I pulled back slightly more and I felt her lips slide over the tip of my
cockhead. Pat was crying now. "No. I want your cock inside me.  Please
give it back to me.  I'll always want it - anyway you want to give it to
me.  Just give it to me now!" she sounded desparate.  I looked down and
saw my rigid cock threathening Pat's cunt which was now more swollen
than I have ever known it before. I took a deep breath, gathered all my
strength and drove my cock home. "AHGGGH! YES! FUCK ME!" Pat shouted and
I obliged. I no longer was concerned with finesse.  I just wanted pure
animal fucking and drove my cock harder and harder in and out of her. 
Pat's cunk tried to clamp down on me but I had too much leverage and
just continued to drive into her.  How we felt afterward wasn't
important.  I was no longer human - or maybe I was finally human. 
Thoughts like this moved in and out of my brain but they didn't matter. 
I just wanted to feel this and do this.  Nothing else mattered. I saw
Pat moving wildly and realized she was screaming.  It didn't matter.  I
just wanted to feel this and do this.  Pat was flopping up and down now
like a fish out of water.  Strange sounds coming from her.  It didn't
matter.  I just wanted to feel this and do this.  I felt Pat drive back
against me with a force that surprised me but I had the leverage.  It
didn't matter. I DID FEEL THIS!  I WAS DOING THIS!  I felt my balls grow
to the size of basketballs and then I exploded!  The force I felt I
actually expected Pat's head to fly off from it. I drove so deep I
expected my cock to come out of her mouth.  I've never been so... Every
cell felt everything and nothing!  I was one and my cock was the focus
as it filled Pat's pulsating cunt with gallon after gallon of spew.  I
was MAN!

I collapsed on to Pat's back.  I had no more energy to stand. If the
table hadn't been there I would have collapsed on to the ground.  It
didn't matter.  I just felt and had done.  I was done.  I don't know if
I screamed or breathed or anything.  I was done.

Sometime later I woke to a stirring.  Pat was pushing on me trying to
get out from under me. I heard in the distance "Jack, Jack, wake up. I
can't breathe. Let me up Jack."

I groaned and lifted up a bit.  This was probably enough for Pat to get
some leverage to roll me off of her.  She shifted sideways and gently
let me back down, face down on the table.  I don't know how long I lay
there but after a while I felt a jiggling of my arm and Pat calling
"Jack, Jack honey.  I think we need to start packing up.  Please wake up
now."

I stirred and then remembered where I was and why.  I groaned as I tried
to move but every muscle in my body felt like it had been strained to
its limit and was achy.  I rolled over and sat up to pull up my pants
but realized they were pulled up.  Had I dreamt this?  A great dream but
I thought it was real. 

Pat saw my confusion and leaned over and whispered "I pulled up your
pants earlier before the boys came up."

So it was real! Wow!  I probably should expect some recriminations from
Pat for what I did to her but it didn't matter.  I was in heaven.

Pat leaned over again and said "There's still some wine if you'd like
some dear. I'll pour it for you.  Would you like some fruit or anything. 
You probably need to rebuild your strength before we hit the road." she
blushed as she said this but the thing I found most remarkable was the
tone of her voice.  I swear it was a purr!  I looked at Pat and she
looked at me with a look that melted my heart!  She had the sweetest
smile - the smile I remember from a long time ago.  The smile that made
me fall in love with her.  The smile that told me that she loved me. 
God!  I just violated this woman in a way I never thought possible for
me and she's rewarding me with this smile.  I had to know if I'm
dreaming.

"Pat? Um, did I hurt you?"

Pat blushed again and purred "Well, I AM sore but, believe me, it wasn't
'hurt' that I was feeling at the time!  Geez, Jack.  Is this really the
effect fresh air has on you?  If it is I am really kicking myself for
only learning this now!  All the times you wanted me to go 'out' with
you and all the times you tried to seduce me when we were out.  I always
resisted.  I always felt it was wrong.  Christ, what a fool I've been. 
Can you ever forgive me for all the lost opportunities.  How could you
stay married to me?  I've been such a bitch." and she started to cry and
then began sobbing heavily.

I pulled her to me and hugged her. "Pat, it's ok. I love you now more
than ever.  I knew I wanted something but I never knew it was, um, this
that I wanted.  In fact, I still don't 'know' it.  What we did today was
incredibly awesome but all I've ever wanted was to have you want to be
free with me.  To me that included running around naked and making love
under the sun.  I don't know why - it's the way I am.  I don't think I
ever dreamed of doing what we did today.  It just happened.  It was an
instinctive animal desire more basic than knowledge.  I don't think you
can know you want something like that until you experience it for the
first time.  You just know you want something. We let it happen today
and I, for one, sure as hell enjoyed it! And I love you for giving me
this experience.  I'm sorry I hurt you.  Is there anything I can do?"

Pat looked up from her tears and said "I love you Jack.  You're so good
to me." she kissed me and then said "Yes, there is something you can do
for me."

"What?  Should I get my medical kit?"

"No, Jack.  I want you to promise that you'll bring me back to this
spot.  The only thing I might change is ask that we come alone next
time." she said with a twinkle as we heard the kids running up to us.

"It's a deal!" we hugged for a long time while the two boys pulled on
either side of us trying to get our attention.

We picked up the boys, we all hugged, and then we packed up and went
home.

Chapter 3

Later that night I was sitting on the living room sofa and Pat came in
from putting the boys to bed.  Pat had on a shear nightie.  I didn't
even know she had one of these.  Pat sat next to me and curled up
leaning against my side.  I put an arm around her and held her close. 
The feel of the nightie was luxurious.  It had to be silk.

"I love your nightie Pat but I don't remember it.  When did you get it?"

"Tonight."

"Tonight!  But you didn't go anywhere.  Did you have it delivered?" I
joked.

"Sort of.  I called Jane and told her my dilemma and she brought this
over to me." Jane! Wow!  That boggles my mind!  Jane is a 29 year old
who lives next door with a couple of other nurses.  They share the rent
on the house and for the most part are fairly quiet.  Pat and I were
concerned that there would be wild parties when they first moved in but
I guess nurses work so hard there isn't much energy for parties.  Any
parties they have had they invited us to.  We always left earlier than
most of the crowd but it was good neighbor relations for them.  We
certainly couldn't complain about a party that we were invited to.  It
was a good arrangement all the way around.

"What do you mean dilemma? What dilemma?"

Pat sighed and said "Well, I was trying to figure out the sexiest thing
I had to wear to spend the night with this sex animal staying with me
tonight and I really didn't have anything to wear.  You won't mind if I
somehow remind you of Jane do you." OH GOD!  JANE was drop dead
gorgeous! 

I swallowed hard and had an immediate hard on.  My cock ached slightly
but was not to be put off with an image of Jane in this nightie in my
mind.  Wow, I thought.  Normally Pat and I would have sex maybe once or
twice a month.  We've had sex twice in 24 hours one of which was the
most exhausting either of us had participated in and here she is looking
for more.

"Aren't you still sore from today Pat?"

"Um yes so some 'things' are not on the 'menu' tonight but I thought
maybe you could try some new dishes this evening." Pat said coyly
turning bright red as she did so.

"Oh really, some new things like what my dear?" I said starting to
really like this game.

"Well, you know what I didn't let you do last night?" Pat was really red
now.

I thought about it and realized what she was suggesting.  GOD!  This
will be a day of firsts!  I decided to see how much of a game Pat was
willing to make this.

"Oh yeah.  My wife doesn't let me do that Jane.  But I see you are a
woman of the world and perhaps if you let me take a look I can think of
something that you might enjoy."

I saw a smile creep across Pat's face.  I could see that playing a role
would make the nervousness go away and allow her to do something she
would feel comfortable with.

"Gosh Jack. Do you think Pat would mind if I, you know, lifted my
nightie and let you look at my pussy?" Pat pretended to take on a dizzy
blonde type of personality - not quite my image of Jane but probably
Pat's and close enough for tonight's adventure.

"Well, Jane, I don't really know but she's not here right now and we
can't ask her can we?  No, no we can't.  But I think Pat really loves me
and she wouldn't want either of us to be frustrated in any way. And I
know that if you lift your nightie and let me see your sweet pussy I
would be very happy indeed."

"Oh, well that makes sense to me Jack.  And I really DO want to show off
my pussy to you.  Would you like to see it now?" 'Jane' teased me.

"Oh yes, Jane.  Please show me you pussy."

With that 'Jane' lifted my arm off of her, moved me off the couch so I
was kneeling on the floor, she scooched over to the edge of the sofa and
very slowly started raising the hem of the nightie.  I had a hard on
that wouldn't quit!  As I saw 'Jane's thighs come into view I had to
lean down and kiss them. I heard a slight groan come from 'Jane'.

"Do you like my legs Jack?"

"Oh yes Jane, your legs and thighs are so creamy soft and silky I want
to kiss them and bite them."

"Bite them? Oh my goodness Jack.  You are an animal."

'Jane' continued to lift her hem and I began to see whiffs of pubic
hair.  "My goodness Jane.  I guess you're really not a natural blonde
are you?  Pat was right about this." Pat cracked up at this. I continued
"But I wonder how Pat knew?  Gee Jane, you and Pat haven't been messing
around have you?" 

Pat slapped my arm and yelled "Jack! what do you think I am?"

"Well Jane, I think your a woman who would appreciate good loving no
matter who it was from."  I said with too much sincerity.

"We'll see about that.  For now there is only one loving I'm interested
in" as 'Jane' continued to lift her hem.

I was now focused on this beautiful mound before me.  In 17 years of
marriage the best two views I got of my wife's pussy was when our two
son's were born.  I was in the room during the birth and, while exciting
in many respects, it is NOT under any possible viewpoint a sexual
experience.  I could see 'Jane' was excited.  Her vulva was full and her
lips open.  I could smell the intoxicating musky smell that I was so
familiar with but only second hand as I cleaned up after sex or if I
sniffed my finger after foreplay.  Now the smell was pungent and
overpowering.  I leaned forward and heard 'Jane' catch her breath.  I
kissed the tops of the thighs and gently pushed her legs apart. 'Jane'
leaned back on the sofa and pushed her mound toward me. Oh God!  What
beauty! The lips openned more and I could now see 'Jane's moisture
flowing freely.  I approached the openning with my tongue extended and
paused and decided the area just inside her legs needed attention first. 
I shouldn't just 'dive' right in but I should savor this moment and
taste every appetizer before the main course.  As I kissed and licked
the area deep between her legs where the tops of the legs join 'Jane's
body I heard a slight cry from her lips "Oh God" was the feeble sound. 
I moved my tongue upward between the labia and the leg and then around
her mound stopping to take a strong smell of the 'roses'.  I then worked
my way back down the other side of her labia.  'Jane' was really
fidgeting now and kept trying to move her pussy toward my tongue. I had
a strong hold with my two hands so the only thing she accomplished is
moving us all in unison without getting the relief she was seeking.  I
lifted my head and heard a whimper.  I looked again at the beauty just a
tongue's length from my eyes.  Oh how I've wanted this.  I pursed my
lips and gently blew air on to the clit. "OH GOD!" came as a much louder
cry now.  I extended my tongue and barely touched her clit.  She jumped
a mile!  I touched it again.  "OH YES.  DO THAT." came the demand.  I
wanted to control our direction so I changed it.  I flicked my tongue
quickly up and down and just barely touched her clit.  She answered by
yelling "GOD YESSS!" and spread her legs impossibly wide to pull me into
her.  My tongue sank into the folds of her hood around her clit and
'Jane' started humping my face.  I dug deeper with my tongue now as I
moved down to 'Jane's cunt.  I was now nastily slurping up the cunt lips
all the way to her clit.  Wild humping and deep panting was my answer. 
I then pursed my lips and placed them on 'Jane's clit.  I felt 'Jane'
stiffen and shout "NO, DON'T DO THAT!" as I sucked 'Jane's clit into my
mouth. 'Jane's hands grabbed my head and forced my face hard, real hard,
into her cunt as she screamed words I never heard before and I sucked
and pushed out her clit in a back and forth motion like one would suck a
cock.  She was gone now. Her legs tightened around my head like a vise
and squeezed the brains and life out of me.  I still held on a sucked
that clit.  I thought my neck was going to be broken with all the
whipping back and forth and then everything stopped dead!  Her legs
relaxed and I only heard heavy breathing that was like a snore.  I
looked up and Pat was completely passed out!  I smiled at the success of
our adventure.  I sat back on my legs and rested my arms on her knees
just taking in the whole view.  I could see the heavy pulsing of the
muscles around her cunt and what seemed like gallons that had dripped
down.  Part of that was my saliva but a large part was her juices.  I
didn't know if the pulsing was the blood being pushed through her
enlarged vessels or if it was secondary contractions from her cunt but
it was satisfying nonetheless.  I finally got up, decided to respect
Pat's modesty by pulling down the hem of her nightie and went to the
bathroom to wash up.  As I entered the bathroom I really saw the abuse I
had gone through today.  My cheek was all cut up from Pat's bite.  My
ears were still red from the death grip Pat's legs had had on my head
and my neck was sore from the wrenching it had received.  My cock was
sore from ravishing I had fostered upon it at the park.

Yup.  All in all I'd say it was a mighty fine day.

The next morning I woke up to get ready for work and felt Pat holding on
to me.  She still had the nightie on.  As I woke up Pat stirred and
murmured slightly.  "Good Morning Jane.  I see you decided to spend the
night with me."

"mmmm, I want to spend every night with you you hunk!"  'Jane' jumped
up, kissed me, and then giggling climbed up onto my chest with her knees
holding my shoulder down.  I could feel her wet pussy against my bare
chest.  God, what have I created?

"I may hold you hostage and not accept any ransom!" 'Jane' exclaimed.

"But Jane, I have to go to work so I can pay for my Jeep so we can go to
the park next weekend." Pat looked at me and smiled.

"Ok, any other story wouldn't have worked but you got me with that one."

She climbed off of me but with an exaggerated motion that gave me a
great wake up call view of her snatch.  Geez, I love this.  I rolled
over, sat up and was about to get up when I turned to Pat and said "Pat,
I really appreciate what you did for me last night."

"Did for you! Man oh man!  Any time mister, any time!" Pat said with the
most contented smile.

I took one more look and got up to begin a new week.

Chapter 4

I had been in my office for about an hour trying to get caught up since
I had arrived late (suffering through a bit of fondling from Pat before
I left).  Rick popped his head in my office and excitedly said "Did you
see Sally today!?"

The blood dropped from my face as I turned and hesitantly asked "No, wha
what's wrong with Sally?"

"WRONG with Sally? I'll tell you what's WRONG with Sally.  Some alien
being just like landed in her office and replaced her with something
that has a hint of Sally but is so totally different as to boggle the
mind of any self-respecting alien!  That's what's wrong with Sally!"

I jumped up knowing I wasn't going to get an answer from Rick that would
be useful to anyone on earth so I quickly went to Sally's office and
barged in.  My mouth dropped open.  Rick was right.  Here was a
beautiful woman dressed in a conservative but significantly showier
dress than Sally ever would have worn.  The woman looked at me and
smiled a smile to die for and said "Hi Jack."  A frown immediately
formed on her face and she jumped up and said "What happened to your
face?  Did you cut yourself somehow?  Does it hurt?  Can I do
something?" Sally was pulling me over to her extra office chair guiding
me to sit down like I was a complete invalid.

"Sally?  You look - You look beautiful!  What did you do?"

"Jack.  Forget me.  What happened to you?"

"Oh, forget this.  I'm all right.  It's a long story.  Tell me about
you. You look absolutely stunning!"

"Do you really like it Jack?  Yesterday I felt this tremendous urge to
replace my entire wardrobe and spent a small fortune!  I had no idea
what to do but the sales ladies helped me out.  They kept handing me a
line about body to die for, blah blah blah, and kept picking clothes out
for me.  As I tried on each dress I felt prettier and prettier.  When I
got home much poorer than when I started the day I was thinking I had
probably been duped and you wouldn't like them.  Do you really like them
or are you just being nice."

I looked her in the eye and said "Remember the promise I made to you?" 
Sally hadn't expected that. She smiled meekly and nodded yes.

"Well, please believe me then that I and, by the looks of the audience
outside your office, think you look totally changed and incredibly
beautiful!"

Sally looked out her office door and people were walking by pretending
to be on a mission but it was quite clear they were there to witness
this metamorphosis.

"I thought they simply thought I was a freak who was trying to pretend
to be beautiful.  I am so glad you like it.  I can't wait to show you
the other things I got including some things I can't show you here." she
said as we both blushed.  She then leaned over and in a whisper that
held far more force than volume said "I touched myself last night!  I
probably should be embarrassed to admit this but I'm not with you.  I
wanted you to know.  I wanted you to know what you've woken me up to."

God!  The image of Sally playing with herself was making me sweat.  I'm
going to have to cool down. 

"Sally, I'm glad you can tell me this. I'm also glad that you can enjoy
it.  And I am ecstatic that you've learned how to show off that
wonderful body of yours in such a magnificent way.  I will warn you
though - two things are going to happen.  One - every young man in this
area will be pestering you for time with you and, two, every woman in
this building will hate you for it!"

Sally cracked up.  "You weren't supposed to tell me stories Jack"

I looked at her in all seriousness and said "I'm not Sally." and her
smile disappeared.

Sally and I sat together at lunch.  I could see all my coworkers -
actually anyone who knew Sally looking over at us.  I suppose I was
tempting fate and word would get back to Pat but, today, I didn't care. 
It was the most sensational feeling to talk to the 'old' Sally but see
the 'new' Sally.  At breaks in our conversation I kept saying "God you
look good." shaking my head.

"Will you stop saying that!  You're going to give me a big head."  Sally
finally replied blushing.

"Why not?  You certainly give me one!" I retorted.

"Jack!  You nasty boy!" and she slapped my hand.

We talked about her shopping trip and how this was a totally new
experience for her.  I kept laughing at all the things I would take for
granted but she had never run into before.  At one point she said "I
used to just go to the department store and buy the five pack of cotton
panties.  I went into this one store and the whole store was nothing but
panties in every shape and color."

"And size?"

To this she responded "No, they were ALL microscopic!"  I roared.

"So I guess you didn't get anything?"

"Oh YES I did.  In fact, if you want to leave lunch early I can show you
one of my 'acquisitions'.  We can go back to my office and close the
door."  I flushed and thought I was going to faint. God I want this
girl!

"Umm, if you are willing I'm certainly not going to complain as long as
we're discreet.  Why don't you head back to your office and I'll join
you in a little while.  That way it won't be so obvious." I was nervous
about going to far at work.  It was one thing to be seen having lunch in
the cafeteria but something else again to leave, go to her office, and
close the door.  I've been in her office with the door closed before but
it was always to discuss work matters and no one would think twice with
the 'old' Sally anyway.  The 'new' Sally conjured up images that were
unfathomable with the 'old' Sally.

I gave Sally about five minutes and then went to her office. I acted
like a fool however by first going to my office. Pretending to talk on
the phone and saying, probably a little too loudly "Are you sure?  Ok,
I'd better check this with Sally.  I'll call you back." and headed to
Sally's office on some 'official' mission.  I felt so childish but I
also felt breathless with anticipation.

I reached Sally's office and the door was open. I knocked and asked
"Sally, do you have a couple of minutes to talk about the GoldenRod
project?" (probably a little too loudly again)

"Um, yeah sure, close the door." she replied on cue.

When I got in her office she whispered "What's the GoldenRod project?".

I blushed and said "It's a top secret project that no one knows about so
it requires that we discuss it behind closed doors."

"But I have a higher clearance than you and I don't know about that
project." Sally was concerned she missed something. Sally HATES to miss
something.  In fact, I've NEVER known Sally to miss something.

"That's because it doesn't exist." I said smiling at my brilliant
creation.

"Jack!  You're awful!" she paused and said "Are you sure I can trust
you?  You sure are sneaky."

In all seriousness I said "On that you can count on Sally."

"Ok, let me show you these things but I have to model them properly. 
Sit over here and enjoy."

She sat me on the far end of her office (at her senior level she had a
big office).  It was always filled with half open books, manuscripts,
computer terminal, printouts.  She must have thought about this because
there was one spot with a chair where she had obviously pushed
everything aside to set up the chair.  I sat and faced her and she
locked her door and did a slow turn in her new dress.  Then she gathered
the front of the dress so it was tight against her bottom and did
another slow turn.

"So what can you tell me about my undies?"

"Um, nothing.  I didn't see anything."

"Precisely!  Look at these!"  She turned away from me, hiked up the back
of the skirt and I was shocked to see her bare ass staring back at me. 
I then realized, wait a minute, there is a narrow strap going straight
down from her waist and into her ass crack!

"Wow!  So that's what a thong looks like!  God, I didn't even notice at
first and you're right you can't see any panty line from the outside.
God that's making me hot."

Sally dropped her dress and my temperature was able to recover somewhat.

"But that isn't the amazing thing." she said - clearly excited about
this new discovery. I was curious. She continued "This thing is actually
effective at covering the, um, 'important parts'."

"Oh? and what 'important parts' are those?" I asked teasingly.

She replied "You'll see." even more teasingly.  She pulled her desk
chair over to where she was standing and slowly and demurely sat down
chastely moving her knees together and cocking them slightly to the side
so that she sat prim and proper straight up with her knees just visible
under the hem of her dress.  She looked like an angel.  She smiled
sweetly to me and then cross her legs, again, slightly askew and quite
proper.  With her leg crossed like that her upper leg (her right) was
uncovered a bit more so that the full knee was visible and I could see a
bit of her left thigh.  Again she smiled and turned her chair to face me
directly.  Her eyes bore into mine and I felt my mouth was parched dry. 
She uncrossed her legs and moved the left leg to the top but in the
process spread her legs ever so slightly so I could see the curve of her
thighs.  I wasn't breathing any more and Sally's office was getting
extremely warm. Time slowed to a standstill. Another smile - God I love
that smile - and Sally reversed her legs again but this time spreading
them slightly more.  This time I caught the full curve of her two thighs
and saw them come together at a single point. Now it seemed like hours
while she sat there. A devious smile this time and she slowly uncrossed
her legs, spread them much wider, but leaned forward just as her thighs
were about to separate and her dress pulled over her knees hiding the
view that I was now ready to die to see. "Oh God Sally, you don't know
what you're doing to me." I panted.

"I think I do Jack.  Do you want me to stop?  I can stop if you want."
she said every so sweetly.

"God no! Just don't torture me like this." I pleaded.

"Torture?  Hmmm, I'm going to have to think about this." and she put her
head in her hand like the Thinker and I groaned. After an interminable
amount of time she said "Hmmm." and started to lean back slowly.  I saw
the hem slowly creep up her knee. I could see the bottoms of her thighs. 
I could see the two curves of her thighs coverging and then curving to
run parallel and then... I saw this lovely yellow lacey triangle that
beautifully matched the color of the pattern in her dress and I saw the
triangle converge to a narrower strip that covered her pussy and then I
saw that narrow strip converge some more and become the narrow strap as
it looked like it disappeared into her ass.  Geez.  I don't believe it. 
She was right. All the 'important parts' were covered but yet they
weren't. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.  I never knew. I
finally took my eyes away and realized that Sally was now really rudely
displayed with her legs spread wide and her butt sticking toward me. 
She really wanted me to get the full effect and wasn't too embarrassed
to show me.

"Sally, they're spectacular!" I said with awe.  "Thank you for showing
these to me."

"You're quite welcome.  I hoped you might like them.  Um, would you like
a 'closer' look?" she asked breathlessly.

"God yes I would Sally but I won't.  If I do this there will be no
stopping me and it would jeopardize both our jobs." and my marriage I
didn't say.

Sally sighed and straightened up making herself decent again. "You're
right. On one hand I wanted you to say that because I know that's the
right answer but on the other hand I really wanted you to touch me." 
she said this simply and frankly.  No embellishment or teasing.  It was
the simple honest truth.  God I loved this girl!

"But..." she continued "I will show you the others I got every day this
week." She paused and then "If you want, that is."

"Well Sally, you know how I appreciate good 'taste' in clothing."  She
didn't get the double entendre but I'll have to correct that this
weekend.

"Sally, are you interested in going up to the lake again on Saturday. 
Same time?" I asked trying to be non-chalant.

"Same place, same time, same everything?" she asked with a hint of hope
in her voice.

"Well, maybe we'll do somethings differently.  For example..." I paused.

Sally caught her breath and asked "For example what?"

"For example, we now know we should bring towels to dry off with." I
said with a chuckle.

"Jack!  You're terrible!" she hit me and then said "I would LOVE to go
to the lake with you this weekend.  Or anywhere else for that matter."

"Ok, it's a deal!" I stuck out my hand to shake on it as a joke.  Sally
took my hand and vigorously shook it and then hugged me.  As she pulled
away she said "So tell me about your injury.  It looks awful."

"Well, this is going to sound weird but my wife bit me." I said
bashfully.

"OH MY GOD!  Did she find out about us?" Sally panicked.

"No, no, it was, um, sort of an accident."

Sally looked confused.  "An accident.  How could she bite you on the
cheek by accident?"

"Well, it happened when she was, you know, sort of carried away with
passion." I said meekly.  I really didn't want to tell Sally about sex
with Pat but I knew that I had no choice with the promise I made.

"Passion!  My God, what the hell were you doing to her anyway?  I can't
even imagine such a thing!"

I was trying to think of how to answer this when Sally finally said
"Jack, no.  Forget I asked that question.  I should never ask you a
question like that.  What you do with your wife is your own business.  I
respect your privacy and don't want to know.  If I ever blurt out a
question like that again please remind me that it is none of my
business.  I'll understand."  Sally looked closer at my cheek though and
shook her head "Geez, that's amazing."

She shooed me out of her office and we went back to our jobs.  I didn't
make much progress on mine.  I kept thinking either about Sally knowing
how I got my bite or that lovely piece of yellow lace...

The rest of the week progressed with me excitedly looking forward to the
unveiling of each new undergarment.  What a treat.  It was like having a
private Victoria's Secret exhibition - not that I know what one of those
is like.  Tuesday's show was a bit subdued from Monday's.  It seemed
like Sally was going through the motion only because she had promised
but I enjoyed the show nonetheless and showed my appreciation. 
Wednesday's and Thursday's shows were excellent and Sally had gotten
back into the showmanship of the events.

On Thursday evening I told Pat that I was going off-roading with a 'pal'
from work on Saturday.  Pat looked at me and seemed disappointed.  I
sensed this and trying to be careful I asked what was wrong.

"Well, I have to go to my mother's on Sunday so I was, um, sort of
hoping we could, uh, go to the park on Saturday." she blushed. "You know
how the boys really liked the last trip." she was really blushing now.

"Well, I know how THIS boy enjoyed it!" Pat turned fire engine red!
"Sure, that sounds GREAT!  I'll rearrange my lake trip for Sunday.  Is
that ok?"

"Oh Jack, I love you." and Path threw her arms around me and went to
kiss my cheek.  "Careful!" I said ducking so she didn't connect with my
still healing face.  "Sorry." Pat whispered with an embarrased look on
her face.  She then turned my head and gave me a deep french kiss that
must have reached my cock because it was extended when she withdrew.
"Hmmm, Pat, I think I may need medical assistance on my injury tonight."

"Really?  I thought it was healing fairly well.  Should I get Jane to
come over and look at it."

I laughed! "That may not be a bad idea.  I was thinking that it probably
needs a massage.  You know, starting around here." and I took her hand
and rubbed it on my bulging crotch.

"Jack!  You're awful!  And I suppose you would want both of us to attend
to your 'treatment'?"

"Wow! Now you're talking!"

"Careful Jack.  You were on a roll but you could roll off the cliff if
you get too greedy." Pat said teasingly.

"Well, let me help you with the dishes and putting the boys to bed.  I'm
sure you can handle whatever ails me."

Chapter 5

The next day I went to Sally and asked if it would be ok if we went to
the lake on Sunday.  Sally said sure but had hoped we could do something
on both days.  I told her I had promised to bring my boys to the park on
Saturday.  Sally asked if Pat was going.  I said yes.  Sally said "Ok,
sure, no problem. I'll see you at lunch."

I had sensed the tension in that conversation and tried to convince
myself that maybe it was just my tension but really didn't believe it. 
This was proven when my lunchtime show was as subdued as Tuesday's.  It
didn't take a rocket scientist to see the correlation.  Clearly the
subject of Pat was going to be an ongoing sore point.  I hadn't really
expected otherwise but had hoped that maybe by some miracle everything
would be easily compartmentalized and I could enjoy two lives.  Stupid I
know but that's what happens when you think between your legs.

On Saturday we all headed to the park.  Everything was the same except
Pat.  The boys were excitedly yakking away enjoying the adventure and I
was glad to be out in the open air.  Pat, rather than, simply passively
going along like last time was enthusiastically helping prepare
everything, load the Jeep, sing along with the boys, and seemed
genuinely excited about going.  She kept asking me if I thought we'd be
able to get the same spot.  I was beginning to think that she was
thinking of a repeat of last week and I was getting concerned that I
wouldn't be able to deliver.  Last week something happened to make me
feel super-human.  I'm not sure I can get the same trigger this week. 
Man I hope I don't disppoint her.

We got to the park and Pat actually yelled "Yippee!" when we saw that
'our spot' was available.  Clearly she had something on her mind.  We
had a great lunch and were about halfway through the bottle of wine when
the boys finished and headed to the stream.  Pat cleaned up a bit,
refilled our glasses and took a big gulp.  She had been fidgeting all
through lunch.  She said nothing was the matter but she had all kinds of
nervous energy.  I decided I'd calm her down (at least stop her from
moving around) by giving her a hug.  I was leaning against the table and
pulled Pat to me and hugged her.  I felt the jitters running through her
but as I rubbed her back (including her ass) she calmed down and seemed
to sink into me.  Finally Pat looked up at me and said "Um, Jack?"

"Yes my love?"

"Well, I've, umm, been doing some, uh, reading and I would like to try
something new but I'm really nervous."

"Something new?  I'm guessing you don't mean a new recipe?" I teased
trying to ease the tension.

"Oh no Jack.  Unless it's a recipe for happiness." this caught my
attention. "Um, I think you're going to like it but I don't know if I
will and I'm afraid I might not do it right or I'll have to stop and
you'll be really disappointed."

"Pat.  This week has been one of the most wondeful weeks in our lives
together and it happened because we did something new.  It was a
powerful mixture of heavenly excitement, pain, and fumbling but we both
reached new heights.  If you want to try something new - it doesn't
matter what it is.  I'll go along and if it doesn't work out I'll
appreciate that you tried.  I love you more than ever.  You can't
disappoint me now."

"That makes me feel better Jack but I really am scared."

"What is it Pat."

"Oh God.  I'm having a tough time saying words that don't sound too
clinical or too vulgar.  I can't find a middle ground."

"Um, give me a hint.  I've got a good imagination."

"Well, um, you know how you, um, 'took' care of me when I was wearing
Jane's nightie?"

"Sure!  Do you want me to do that again?" I said excitedly.

"No. Well, yes I do but not today.  That isn't what I mean.  I want to
do the same thing for you." Pat said it.  She put it out on the table
and I was my turn to pick it up.  If you asked me last week what would
be the very last thing I would ever get from my wife sexually I would
have guessed this and here it is.

"Oh Pat!  I would LOVE you to do that.  Were you nervous I wouldn't like
it or I would think bad thoughts about you?"

"Well, I am nervous about you thinking bad thoughts about me.  I have no
doubt that you would like it." she smiled and then continued "I'm
nervous about not liking it and not being able to stop you.  You were so
powerful last week - and God help me I loved it - but I don't think I
could handle that if, you know, I started that and you were forceful
like that."

I hugged Pat.  "I love you Pat.  I understand.  I'm glad you said
something because I could imagine getting out of control in that
situation and how you might feel.  I promise I will be as passive as I
can.  If I start to get too carried away you have my permission to punch
me in the balls.  That should stop me in my 'tracks'."

"Geez Jack.  I couldn't do that!  Well, maybe I could if I felt it was
the only way to stop you.  Please let's not let it get to that.  Deal?"

I was getting a hard on just thinking about this. "DEAL! Give me a kiss
you wonderfully sexy thang you!  What to you want me to do?"

Pat nervously looked down to the boys and saw they appeared to be
occupied for a long time.  She took another gulp from her wine and said
"I guess where you are is fine.  You can watch for the boys while I, you
know, take care of things."  YEAH RIGHT!  I'm really going to watch the
boys while Pat is sucking my cock!  "Yeah sure Pat."

"Do you want to unzip your zipper?" Pat said as if she had never seen my
cock before. Come to think of it, she may have seen my cock but did she
ever 'see' my cock?  You know, up close and personal?  Or did she just
see me naked as I walked out of the bathroom or when we had had our
traditional foreplay of I touch her while she touches me?  Unzip my
zipper?  No way!  This boy's getting NAKED!

"Umm, no, Pat, I think it will be better if I pull my pants down."  With
that I unzipped and dropped my pants and shorts faster than you could
say "Peter's pipe was pecked!"

Pat knelt down and was, for the first time, looking eye to eye with my
cock.  I watched wondering how long before she gets grossed out.  Pat
gently took my cock in her hand and said "Umm, the book talked about
lots of different things and I'm not sure what I'm able to do.  Maybe
I'll just be able to do a little today and work up to something more
exciting - ok?"

More exciting! Christ you've got my cock in your hand and you're about
to put in your mouth what more exciting do I need!  "Umm, sure Pat,
whatever feels good for you will be fine." I answered trying not to
sound impatient.

Pat carefully stuck out her tongue and slowly moved toward my cockhead. 
When they touched I jumped!  "Oh God, Did I hurt you?"

"No Pat, that was startling but in a great way! Please don't stop!"

She moved forward again and I tried to keep still as the jolts ran
through me.  She took her tongue into her mouth and I could see she was
tasting.  Oh oh, here it comes.  Gross out.  Instead she stuck her
tongue and licked my cockhead to try more.  She tasted again.  I'm
sweating! I saw her purse her lips and take the cockhead in her mouth
and I felt it brush against her teeth. Oh GOD!  She sucked on it and
pulled it out and tasted it some more.  It was excruciatingly wonderful! 
I saw her tongue come out again and she licked from the base of my cock
to its tip.  I leaned back against the table to steady myself and to
relieve the weight on my legs.  The tension in my legs was tremendous
and now it all released and zoomed to my cock as Pat continued her
licking.  She licked my balls and I gasped.  Man oh man.  I could never
imagine the sensation as electric shocks ran through me!  Pat was now
moving back up to the tip and stroked my cock with her hand and sucked
on the tip as if she was milking the precum into her mouth. I heard a
murmur "mmm".  JESUS! I won't be able to take too much of this.

Another stroke, suck, and murmur. Then I felt this euphoric feeling of
warm, moist, firmness surround my cock as Pat took my cock into her
mouth.  I heard her gag as I felt my cock run into the back of her
throat.  God I wanted to jam my cock home but, with my hands shaking and
gripping the table top, I restrained myself.  Pat worked her head back
and forth each time testing to see if she would gag and each time did. I
heard her panting through her nose as I was enjoying the sensations of
her tongue swirling around my cock.  I heard her take a deep breath,
felt a strange feeling as if she was swallowing, and then felt her take
my cock into her mouth.  Her nose ran into my belly as she took all of
me deep into her throat. "OH GOD PAT.  I CAN'T LAST. THIS IS TOO FUCKING
GOOD!  PULL OFF! I CAN'T CONTROL IT ANY MORE PLEASE!" I was trying to
hold back but, rather than pulling off, Pat accelerated her head
movement and gripped my cock tighter with her mouth and tongue. "OH GOD
PAT, I'M SORRY! I CAN'T HOLD IT! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST AYYYYYEH!" as I
exploded into Pat's mouth.  I felt so bad and felt so wonderful at the
same time and expected Pat to spit me out while I continued to flood her
with cum.  She continued her grip and kept sucking and milking my cock. 
I was super sensitive now and each twirl of her tongue on my cockhead
made me violently twitch forward.  I could hear Pat panting through her
nose but still she didn't let go. I now felt her swallowing (I was too
full and swollen before) and could feel her mouth and tongue cleaning
me. I was doubled over panting as Pat finally let go.  She wiped her
lips with the back of her hand and looked up at me. "I I I'm s s sorry P
Pat." I gasped. "I c c couldn't h help it."

Pat smiled that sweet wonderful smile that I married and said "I hope
you liked that cause I sure did!  You're going to have to get rid of me
if you don't like it..."  with that she looked back at my cock and
sucked it back into her mouth for one last slurp and I almost passed
out!  I leaned back and then laid down on the table.  I knocked over
some of the things I landed on but didn't care.  I was spent!  I was
lying there with my now deflated cock poking into the air trying to
catch my breath and rest my legs.  Pat stood up, came over the side of
the table and kissed me.  She just gave me a peck but I pulled her back
to me.  I sensed that she didn't want to open her mouth fearing I
wouldn't want to taste my own cum but I was so much in love I didn't
care what was in her mouth!  I pushed my tongue to meet hers and kissed
her passionately - gratefully.

When I finally caught my breath I said "Pat besides given me two
wonderful boys that was the most wonderful thing you have ever done for
me.  I will never be able to thank you enough."

She looked at me for a bit and finally said "So you'll let me do that
again sometime?"  I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me and hugged
her with all my might.  She tickled me and ran toward the stream.  I sat
up, quickly pulled up my pants, zipped up (almost catching my balls in
the zipper) and ran after her.  I chased her to the stream and she ran
along it until she realized I was catching up to her.  She turned and
ran into the stream screaming and laughing.  I chased after her and
tackled her in the stream and we both went down.  I grabbed her and we
came up kissing.  We were hugging and kissing when we felt splashes all
around us and the boys were now in the stream jumping all over us and
cheering and giggling.  Pat and I each turned to one of them and grabbed
them and tickled them until they were practically crying with laughter. 
The rest of the afternoon we were just one big bundle of hugs and
kisses.

"Mommy and Daddy are in their underwear! Mommy and Daddy are in their
underwear!" was the litany we heard all the way home.  We had taken off
our outer clothes and the boys and I were just in our undershorts and
Pat was in her panties and bra.  I enjoyed that since both were quite
transparent when wet.  When we had gotten undressed to leave and I saw
Pat and waited until she had moved out of sight of the boys.  I came
around her from behind and shoved my hand down the front of panties.  I
grabbed her mound and it seemed to swell immediately.  She leaned back
and said "mmmm, I can't wait until we get home."

On the way home we taught the boys the "I see London, I see France" song
and they had a great time with that one.  We'll probably regret it but
it was pretty funny at the time.

I gave the kids their baths while Pat fixed a quick dinner.  We all ate
and we put the kids to bed and then we took a shower together and had a
slow comfortable screw.

The next morning as I prepared for the outing with Sally I looked at Pat
sleeping, how lovely she looked, and thought about the changes that had
taken place in the last week.  It was like a different world and we were
in love again.  How could I be even thinking about another woman let
alone preparing to join one for what was likely to be an exciting sexual
adventure.  Oh yeah. Now I remember.

I thought about this dilemma on the way to Sally's.  I thought I should
tell Sally that this wouldn't work.  I just didn't know how without
hurting her.  I thought about the promise I had made to her about lying. 
I kept thinking that the life I was living was a lie. I knew that we
could never get together but I still couldn't give her up.

I pulled up to Sally's place and she was ready to go.  She had a
backpack and walked up to the Jeep as I approached.  As she got in I
leaned over and kissed her. Her kiss back was passive and she looked at
me and said "I'm sorry Jack.  I didn't sleep well last night - it's
early. Maybe I need to wake up a bit."

"It's ok Sally.  We've got a long ride.  Why don't you see if you can
get some sleep."

"Mmmm, good idea.  See you later." and she leaned her seat back.  She
was sound asleep within a couple of miles.

I was probably about 2 miles from the lake when she finally woke up.  I
was surprised that the earlier jostling didn't wake her up.  "Hello my
sleeping beauty.  I guess you were tired.  How do you feel now?"

"Ugh.  I little groggy.  Do you have any coffee?"

"Yeah, the thermos is right here.  I'm afraid there isn't much left."

"That's ok.  I think I just need a little zing to get my mind in order."

She had some coffee and had a chance to look around. "We're almost there
aren't we?"

"Yes, just maybe two miles at the most."

"So you didn't need your 'expert' navigator?"

I laughed and said "Yes, I do 'need' my 'expert' navigator but not for
navigation." with obvious allusions.

Sally smiled - God I loved that smile - and then looked at me and
finally said "Jack, we need to talk."

Oh Oh. I knew Sally well enough that she meant it and meant it now.  I
stopped the Jeep, turned off the engine and looked at her.

"Jack, I love you.  I didn't think I would ever love a man besides my
father.  You changed my life and you were so gentle, understanding, and
loving.  I can never refuse any demand you make of me.  I am forever
indebted to you. Do you understand?  You mean everything to me."

"Yes, Sally I love you to.  You've done the same for me. But I sense
there's a 'but' in your message."

Sally slowly shook her head and was about to speak when I held my hand
up. "I think I know what you are going to say and I have to keep my
promise to you first. No lies. I love you deeply but we can't be lovers. 
You have a great life ahead of you and I can't selfishly keep you to
myself when I know I'll never leave my wife and family.  This hurts me
intensely but I can't lie to you. I will always love you and remember
you.  I'm sorry Sally."

Tears welled up in Sally's eyes and she started to cry.  I hugged her
and said "I'm sorry Sally.  This hurts me so much." as I choked back
tears.

"I know that now Jack.  This was what I was going to tell you but I am
so glad you told me first.  If I had told you I would have never known
that you would have kept your promise to me.  You did even though I know
how this hurts you.  You can't possibly know how much this makes me love
you even more.  I want to be your friend forever.  I hope I can meet the
luckiest woman in the world if you would be willing to let me be friends
with your wife."

I hugged Sally and asked if she wanted to head back home. She laughed
and said "No Jack.  You are my friend and I really want to spend the day
with you.  I want to enjoy the lake and this magnificent outdoor space
with you.  I hurt and you hurt but we both love each other and enjoy the
same things.  Of course we want to spend the day together silly. Let's
go - do you want me to navigate so you don't get lost?"

I cracked up. "Sure Sally.  Please tell me when I make a wrong turn." I
started the Jeep and put it in gear when Sally said "Stop!".

I panicked and jammed my foot on the brake. "What's wrong?"

"You forgot to kiss me..." Sally said with a smile that I loved.

I shook my head and leaned over and kissed her. "May I go now?"

"Yes dear." Sally said wiping her eyes and smiling a satisfied smile.

We reached the lake a few minutes later and we unpacked the Jeep
spreading the blanket I had brought.  Once the Jeep was unpacked I heard
Sally yell "Last one in is a rotten egg!"  I looked at her and she
started taking off her clothes. I just stood there not believing what I
was seeing as she took off everything.  "You're going to be the rotten
egg!" and she ran to the lake.  I was dumbfounded.  I thought Sally just
wanted to be friends - this brings a totally new perspective to the
concept.  What the fuck? I thought as I stripped and ran to join her. 
When I caught up with her I said "I guess you've finally woken up?"

"Yeah thanks to being here with you and being like this.  This is so
exhilarating!" I couldn't agree more.  We swam, splashed, and played. 
We finally got tired and got out to rest, warm up, and have lunch.  I
had brought a bottle of wine and we had our towels this time to dry off. 
We didn't bother getting dressed which was really quite exciting but
simply sat on the blanket getting the lunch ready.  I saw Sally looking
at my eyes and I looked back at her.  The feeling was palpable.  Sally
wanted to say something.

"Jack? I want to ask you to do something that might sound very strange
to you but I need you to listen completely before you react and then I
need you to give me a completely honest answer.  Ok?"

"Sure Sally what's on your mind?"

"Well, you've taught me a lot and you did it in a way that was both
considerate and gentle.  I want to learn one more thing and I want you
as my teacher.  I would like you to teach me how to make love." I was
stunned but she quickly held up her hand. "I know we talked about being
lovers.  This isn't what I'm looking for - please believe me.  Yes,
before I realized the impossibility of our situation I was hoping that
we would make love this weekend.  Even though I now know that we can't
be lovers that doesn't remove all of the reason I was excited about
making love with you.  I was looking forward to the new discovery AND I
was so happy that YOU would be my teacher because I trust you so much. 
These things haven't changed.  I don't want this if you'll feel
obligated or it compromises our relationship or that of yours with your
wife.  I do want you to show me but only if you can."

"I'm speechless Sally.  You have such integrity and are SO full of
innocent and open love.  I am so lucky just to know you.  Are you sure
you want this?  Don't you want to 'save' yourself for a man you can
spend the rest of your life with?"

"Well that sounds romatic but what's the reality?  The reality is that I
won't know that I want to spend the rest of my life with the man until
after I make love with him.  Chances are I'll make love with a few men
before I'm lucky to find someone as good as you.  Therefore the first
man will inevitably be the wrong one.  Consequently my probabilities of
getting the best experience are much much higher if I have you rather
than waiting.  Finally, if it is so important to a man that I be a
virgin for him to love me completely then I guarantee he's the wrong man
for me."

Christ! I never get over the logic and intelligence of this woman! 
"Sally, what can I say?  How can you possibly expect me to want to make
love to the most beautiful, intelligent woman whom I love dearly and
who, by the way, is sitting stark naked next to me?" I said with a
lascivious smile.

"Oh Jack!  You're awful!" and she jumped up on me and tackled me.  She
rolled me on to my back and held me down and kissed me.  She lifted her
head and looked deeply into my eyes and asked "Are you sure you're ok
with this?"

I looked back and said "Yes Sally, I am honored.  My question is are YOU
sure?"

"I'd be 'deeply' grateful!" OH GOD!

"Man, I've never been in this position before.  I feel like a teenager
who doesn't know what to do next.  Sally, did you have anything in mind
or do you want me to 'walk' you through this in a conventional way and
then you can explore the more esoteric variations on your own?"

"I've thought about it in a million different ways but they all ended up
with a conventional finish so this may be the best.  I'm really nervous
so can I just relax and let you guide me?"

"Sure, I think you're right. Why don't you roll onto your back and close
your eyes for a minute?"

Sally did what I asked.  I think she might have expected me to just jump
on top of her and fuck her because she had her arms by her side and had
her legs spread so I could access her.  I wanted to teach her about
making love not fucking.  I looked at her for a little bit and then
leaned over and gently kissed her lips. She responded with a french kiss
but I pulled away. I kissed her forehead and her eyelids. I kissed her
cheeks and worked my lips down to her left ear, nibbled on her ear lobe
and whispered "I love you Sally.  I want to caress your whole body - is
that ok with you?"  Sally just nodded.

I moved my lips to her neck and I heard her sigh and she turned her head
slightly so I could kiss more of her neck.  I followed her lead and then
worked over her shoulder to her collar bone. Sally shifted slightly like
she was settling into the blanket.  She lifted her chin so I could move
across her collar bone.  Once again I responded and kissed across the
top of her chest. Sally took a deep breath anticpating my lips on her
breasts but, instead, I took a side trip to Sally's arm and ran my lips
down her arm. I was kissing her right arm so was leaning completely over
her body. My cock accidently brushed her left arm and then her belly.  I
felt Sally jump and she reached her left hand to touch my cock.  I moved
her hand away and whispered into her right ear "Let me do this Sally.
You just enjoy."

"mmmm" Sally murmured.

I moved down the right side of her neck and then back to her collar
bone. I worked back over to her right side and moved to the right side
of her breast. I moved back and ran my tongue up her breast to her
nipple which was now fully erect.  Sally moaned.  I twirled my tongue
around the nipple and started to gently suck it.  Sally was panting and
moaning loudly now.  I moved my mouth away from her right tit and heard
Sally gasp with disappointment but as I moved my tongue between her
breasts and up her left breast she began to pant again in anticipation. 
I twirled my tongue on the left breast and then took a large portion of
her breast into my mouth.  I didn't want to be too forceful but I did
want to give her a different feel.  It must have worked because she was
openly moaning loudly now.  I sensed her hips moving and noticed she had
moved her hand to her crotch and was bring herself off.  I knew it was
time.  I took my mouth off her breast and moved her hand away from her
crotch.  She whimpered and quietly said "Noooo."

I sat up and moved to reposition myself between her legs.  Sally sensed
this and openned her eyes.  I looked into her eyes as I slowly settled
between her legs. She just looked deeply into my eyes and was
alternating between holding her breath and taking rapid shallow breaths.
I lowered myself and felt the tip of my cock touch her mound. She gasped
as fear and wonder appeared in her eyes. I quietly said "shhhh."  I
backed up a little bit and then lowered myself until we were belly to
belly.  I wasn't sure if I would need to guide my cock with my hand but
as I moved forward I felt contact and then a sliding feeling on my
cockhead.  I knew Sally was ready and thought she would hyperventilate
from the frightened shallow breaths she was making.  I looked at her and
again said "Shhhhh." I kissed her and said "Sally, I love you.  Relax
and love me back.  I want you to tell me when you're ready.  I will stay
here forever if you want.  I love you so much.  Shhhh."  Another kiss
and Sally's breathing became more regular.  She was still panting but it
was now deep breaths.  She looked at me and then smiled. In between
pants she said "I love you. Please be inside me."

I kissed her gently and then looked into her eyes again as I moved
forward slightly.  I felt my cockhead open her entrance a bit and then
she winced. "It will be ok Sally.  Trust me." she took a breath and then
nodded.  I pushed forward and felt her give way as she let out a scream.
I stopped and Sally slowly switched back from her shallow breaths to her
deeper breaths.  She swallowed and I felt her hips begin to move. I slid
back slightly and then moved deeper.  Sally's eye's widened as she felt
herself fill for the first time.  I moved gently back and forth entering
deeper each time. Sally was moaning now.  On the next push I was in all
the way. Sally looked at me and I smiled. She licked her lips and began
to move her hips.  I felt her tight around me and felt her muscles
squeezing me.  I started to pump in earnest and Sally's eyes rolled
back. I felt her grab my ass and pull me deeper into her.  Her legs
wrapped around me and she was moving wildly. "OH GOD NO! OH YES! OH
JACK! OH YES FUCK ME. FUCK ME DEEP! FUCK ME DEEPER!" and she screamed as
I felt her muscles squeezing the life out of my cock.  Oh oh. "Sally, is
it safe to cum in you or should I pull out.  I need to know NOW!" 
Nothing.  I decided I had better withdraw but Sally openned her eyes and
screamed "YES JACK! CUM IN ME. FILL ME.  FILL ME COMPLETELY!"  "OH GOD!"
I yelled as I erupted! "JESUS GOD I LOVE YOU!"

The echoes of our screams finally died down and we lay panting.  I was
sweaty and sliding on Sally's sweaty breasts.  We lay there for the
longest time and finally Sally said "Thank you Jack.  That was glorious! 
I couldn't get my mind to know what to expect but I wouldn't ever have
expected something so divine! I was right to ask you this. You are the
perfect 'instructor'."

"Oh God Sally. I can't believe what you do to me.  Are you sure it was
safe to make love?  I should have asked sooner. Will you be ok?"

"Yes, Jack.  On Wednesday I went to the doctor's and got some birth
control pills.  I'm safe.  Am I ever glad I made that trip!"

"Thank God."  I kissed Sally and rolled off of her to lie next to her on
my back.  I was blissfully happy.  I held her hand and she squeezed
mine.

I felt rain on me and then realized that it was Sally standing over me
dripping.  She must have gone swimming and was now drying off.  What a
great view to wake up to! Sally was standing next to my shoulder with
her legs slightly spread.  I looked up her legs to that beautiful pussy,
her ass, belly, tits, and, best of all, that great smile!   Sally looked
at me and said "You finally awake?  You slept for two hours.  I took
every advantage of your naked body while you were asleep."  I'm in
heaven for sure!

"I hope you enjoyed yourself."

"Oh I did.  I learned a lot more about your anatomy."

"Just as I am of yours now."  Sally smiled that smile I love.  She asked
"Jack, can we always stay friends like this?  Can we be open like this
and will our other lovers understand?  I can be so open with you and
you've openned up such new vistas that my life is changed forever.  Will
jealousy keep us from being so open that the rest of our lives can be
included in this?"

"I don't know Sally but I certainly hope so."  I stood and gave her a
long, full body hug, and then ran and jumped in the lake to cool off and
clean up before we hit the road AND before things got out of hand.

Epilog

My predictions to Sally proved 100 percent correct.  She had no shortage
of male attention and did have some strains with women who were jealous
of it.  Sally dated a few guys and the dates, in most cases, stopped
after the first either because the man was only after one thing and
couldn't deal with Sally's integrity and Sally ended it or because they
never came back for a second try because they were intimidated by her
intelligence and strength of character.  Sally finally came to me one
day and told me about a guy she met who actually worked for our company. 
She was effusive about his virtues and called Bob her younger 'Jack'. 
I'll admit I was insanely jealous and somewhat put off that I was the
'older' Jack but I agreed to join Sally and Bob for lunch one day.  Bob
and I hit it off like we were long lost buddies.  I suppose this is a
testament to Sally's integrity.  She knew what she liked, she liked me,
there was no ambiguity in her affections so it was only natural that
whoever she liked I would probably also like (unless I was a jealous
asshole who wouldn't like the guy if I was looking in the mirror). 
Sally had taught me enough about love and myself that I was more than
impressed with Bob.  I wasn't too surprised that Bob also liked
off-roading in the same way Sally and I did.  We all agreed we should go
on a trip to the lake together.  I said I would bring Pat as well.

My relationship with Pat had blossomed since Sally's metamorphosis. I
really can't pinpoint a specific trigger for our change.  If someone
asked me for advice on how to save a marriage I would have no idea how
to do it other than to suggest to find another Sally in the same
circumstances.  Pat has become so loving and adventurous I have found
myself wickedly surprised on several occassions with the things she's
come up with.  Where she was bashful of being seen by me before she was
now so unabashed that our boys have gotten a pretty good education on
the female anatomy since the transformation. Pat's wardrobe has been
completely updated (Sally was right about the expense) much to my
pleasure.  Pat and I have gone out into the woods together on a number
of occassions and basked in each other's nakedness.  We had never gone
to the lake because that had a special place in my mind that I didn't
feel right going there without Sally.  I knew Sally had gone there a few
times with Bob and I didn't want to intrude into what I came to think of
as Sally's space.

When I told Pat about the trip she was excited about meeting some of my
off-roading friends as she called them but was disappointed in one
respect that we wouldn't be by ourselves to enjoy some more adventure. 
We all met at the trailhead and then went as a caravan to the lake. 
When we arrived at the lake we set up our blankets and unpacked.  Pat
pulled off her blouse to enjoy the sun (she had her bathing suit on
underneath).  We both heard Sally shout "Last one in is a rotten egg!"
and as we both looked over to see her strip naked and run into the lake. 
Bob looked at us, looked back at Sally, and also stripped and dove into
the lake.

Pat looked at me and said "Hmmm, liberated aren't they? Of course if I
had a body like hers maybe I would be that liberated too.  His isn't so
bad either."

I looked at Pat and said "Sorry Pat.  I guess I should have known they
would be sans suit but I didn't even think about it.  I'm sure they
would not mind if you wanted to keep your suit on.  I'll keep mine on as
well so your not uncomfortable."

Pat looked at me as if tumblers were falling into place. "So Bob is the
person you came off-roading with those few times?"

I looked at her and said quietly "No Pat.  It was Sally."

Tears welled up in Pat's eyes and she sunk down next to me.  She looked
at me for a long time holding back her tears and finally said chokingly
"You could have lied to me.  I would have believed you."

"Pat, I'm sorry but one of the things I did learn from Sally is that no
matter how much it hurts the truth is always better."

Pat leaned against me unable to hold back and sobbed.  I held her and
rocked her a bit and, after a while, her crying slowly stopped.  Between
sniffles Pat said "I guess I owe Sally far more than I'll ever know. 
Because of her we have a marriage again.  I don't know how it
happened and I'm not sure I want to know but I am sure that
somehow Sally did this.  I don't sense that you are jealous of
Bob so I do need to ask one thing. Do you love Sally?"

"Yes Pat I do." Pat gasped and I could see an incredible fear
build up in her and if she could breathe she would have been
sobbing again. When she let me finish I said "I love her for what
she is but most of all for the changes she brought to you and me.
 Sally is like a sister to me now and she brought my wife back to
me."

Pat gasped again and once again leaned on me sobbing.  It took a
while for her to calm down and when she did she jumped on top of
me hugging and kissing me.  "Oh God Jack!  I love you so much and
now I love Sally too.  I need to give my 'sister-in-law' a big
hug!"  with that she pushed me down, stood up, stripped
completely naked, and ran to the lake shouting "Jack's a rotten
egg!".  She swam over to Sally, said a couple of words, and
surprised all of us by giving Sally a huge hug and a kiss.

Bob and Sally married.  It was a small wedding. Pat and I gave
away the bride and groom.  We've gone on many camping trips since
with and without the kids (ours and theirs).  Clothing optional
is the rule but the rule is pretty pointless - who the hell wears
clothes?