“Hmmm … good idea, Mr. B___”
“Honey, after what we just did … please call me Jack, OK?”
She just smiled and we quietly climbed out of the sleeping bag and off the camper’s bed. I handed her the blanket she’d had earlier and rummaged around and found an old sweat suit Helen had left in the camper.
“Here, you can put these on after your shower.” I collected the tote bag we kept all our bath toiletries in and grabbed a couple towels. Before going out into the cold, I put on my own sweat suit and was soon ready to leave.
We stepped noiselessly out of the camper and walked up to the bath house which wasn’t too far away. For a holiday week end the campground was virtually deserted and I wondered why … maybe it was the early cold snap. It sure was damn chilly as we walked up to the showers.
The bath house was located near the building with the toilet facilities but for some reason I could not fathom it was not connected or even incorporated into the same structure. So, we were about twenty-five yards away from anyone going for an early morning pee.
I opened the door of one of the shower stalls for Tara and was about to close it and find my own shower when she grabbed my arm and pulled me in with her. Without saying a word she unwrapped herself from the blanket and shed her frilly nightie and stood before me naked. Then she pulled my sweatshirt over my head and tugged my sweatpants down my legs leaving me equally naked. She turned on the shower and waited for the warm water, adjusted it to a comfortable temperature, and stepped in pulling me along behind her. She stood in the warm stream of water and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately. After a very long kiss she pulled back.
“I don’t believe we did that.” She said. “My gawd … that was soooo hot … fucking you right there with your wife right there almost touching me … I can’t believe it!”
I was about to say something – just what I didn’t know. Because, I was distracted before I could speak by Tara taking hold of my dick and starting to stroke me. I wasn’t rock hard yet like I had been earlier, but it was growing at a respectable rate as she kept jerking my meat. After a few moments, she knelt in front of me and took my semi-hard dick in her mouth. I watched as her lips slid all the way up my shaft. I find there are few things as erotic as seeing a woman’s mouth engulfing one’s cock and as I watched Tara suck me and felt her tongue swirling all over and around the sensitive head of my dick, I managed to reach the same state of erection as I had earlier in the camper … that is, a “grade A lumber” stiff hard-on.
Tara kept up her blow job for a good five minutes then she pulled away with a “pop” and stood up.
“Did I tell you I have a ‘thing’ for older men … always have … I want you to fuck me again, Jack.” Given my state of complete arousal at that moment, she was getting no arguments for me.
She turned and bent over and placed her hands on the cold tile of the shower enclosure and presented her womanhood to me. I placed my cock against the warmth of her pussy and felt her slipperiness … she was clearly turned on and ready for me. I pushed gently and my meat slid smoothly into her extremely tight hole. I held her hips firmly and pushed in gently, then I came out a bit, and back in.