“If Helen should happen to wake up while we’re both gone, and, if we’re gone for a long time, I’ll be dead meat. OK?”
“Alright.” She said, albeit reluctantly.
“Maybe we can get away again later.” I told her.
When we returned to the camper and entered quietly, Helen was, thankfully, still sound asleep. But Tara managed to knock the battery operated lantern off the counter top and it fell to the floor with a loud crash. Helen rolled over towards the noise.
“What was that?”
“Just Tara. She had to go up to the restrooms … she was sort of desperate but wouldn’t go by herself … bears again. So, I walked her up … she was just getting back into bed and knocked something over. Sorry it woke you, dear.” I told Helen, making up a pretty good lie, I thought, on the spur of the moment.
“Oh …” Helen said sleepily as she rolled back over and was instantly asleep again.
I finally managed to get some more sleep myself in spite of our little late night tryst. I awoke late. Emily and Amy and Tara were up and had finished breakfast and were just getting ready to head back down to the river and sunbath. There was a little beach there that the campground had made, no doubt, with numerous truck loads of white sand.
After lunch, Helen announced she was taking the girls shopping at the outlet mall we’d seen on the way to the campground. It seemed Amy and Emily wanted to buy some cloths before heading back to school — plus, I think they were getting bored with camping; so much for re-creating the days of old.
I remembered the outlet mall from when we had stopped for dinner the evening we drove up to the camp ground. It was about an hour, or so, from the campground.
“Tara, would you like to come with us?” Helen offered.
“Oh Mrs. B___, I would love to … I just love shopping … but … I ah … I’m starting to get some cramps … you know, it’s that time … so I think I should just stay here.”
Helen turned to me. “I know better than to even ask if you want to go shopping. OK, well, we won’t be gone too long.”
“Give me a shout on the cell when you’re heading back and I’ll get dinner started.”
“Oh, that would be sweet of you, dear.”
Helen and the girls climbed into the SUV and were gone.
“You weren’t having your period a few hours ago when we went up the restrooms.” I said to Tara. She just gave me a wicked knowing smile.
“I figure we’ve got at least three or four hours before they’re back.” I told her.
Tara got up from the camp chair, took my hand, and pulled me into the camper. We at least had a comfortable bed to fuck on for a change. It was three and a half hours before Helen called and said they were just pulling out of the mall parking lot. During those hours, Tara started off the festivities by sucking me off until I exploded in her mouth. She told how she just loved the feeling of being so completely in control when giving a guy a blow job — and she also said she adored the feeling of my hot spunk filling her mouth. But, best of all, she reiterated, she couldn’t get over what a thrill it gave her to be able to share my cum with me and watch me swallow it with her.