Nothing new to report. Tim is persistent in wanting a picture text to him but the wife is absolutely against sending pictures..
I was bored at my office and reading a thread low key events and was reminded of a time early in our marriage. The post was by somepevert about a fishing trip. Not calling someone a name just the posters signing. I used to compete in semipro fishing tournaments. Bass fished many lakes all over. Loads of travel during the summer. Some trips my wife would accompany me and spend the days Thursday and Friday pre-fishing with me in my boat. At that time I had a twenty one foot cobra viper bass boat, plenty of room. She is not into fishing but as you can see she loves sunning and reading. So as I tried to locate my spots to fish the tournament she did just that.
The only spot that she felt really comfortable to openly tan topless was Land Between the Lakes, also known as Kentucky lake and connected across the north end, Barkley lake. First time, I do not recall the month but it was hot and sunny. I always headed out at first light. She would make a pallet on the floor between the seats and sleep as I fished. By mid morning she would set up on the back deck laying on her beach blanket with a head pillow sunning, reading or listening to music through connected earbuds.
We are back in a long cove off Kentucky lake. Woods and cliffs surround us. I remember she asked if I thought she would be safe tanning topless. Looking around I'm sure I said sure. This is etched in my memory. She sat up and removed her bikini top. She applied sunscreen causing a complete halt to my fishing. She laid back and with tits up, arms flat sunning her extremely white tits. As I trolled around the cove I was distracted looking throughout the woods and banks for anyone that might accidentally see my wife's tits. As far as I know no one was around. Once I complete my turn through the cove she put on her t-shirt so I could move to the next spot I had marked.
I remember asking her about campers or boats passing but not sure her response now. We arrived at my next cove she set up again topless on the back deck. I do recall I had the hardest time focusing on my fishing. As I'm fishing I hear a boat rounding the entrance to the cove. I look at my wife and she laying flat on her front. The two men fishing motor by in the middle of the channel wave I wave back. They obviously noticed my wife but disappeared around the turn. She only looked up when the waves from their boat rocked ours. Removing her ear pieces I told her a boat passed with two men. She said nothing but replaced her music.
Her bikini bottoms were pulled into an almost thong revealing her extremely white butt cheeks so I know why they stared. Maybe five minutes of trolling the back I turned the corned and the two men were fishing maybe a hundred yards away. I turned my boat and went back around the bend. Time to move. After we were ready I told her that I couldn't fish my spots if she was sunning topless with a boat I had to pass. Her exact response was they couldn't see anything why didn't you go past. My innocent response was I was trying to avoid any accidental exposure. Hers, you fish. I will worry about exposure.
We spent hours fishing, talking, eating etc, sometimes topless sometimes in her tshirt. the occasional boat might pass but I don't believe any took notice at us at the distance and speed. Now I advised I was going to work the northern parts and will have more houses, roads, bridges. Her response, ok.
I fished several coves with houses while she sat in the riders seat under an umbrella reading. Eventually she decided to get back to tanning. Now this is Thursday sometime after lunch. I'm in a cove that looks uninhabited. My wife takes her position tits up, music in her ears. I fish around the bend and there's a house. Manicured yard to the water and a two person yard swing in the shade under the trees. No other homes around. Just this. House in the middle of the woods. Sitting in the swing is an older gentleman and a dog. I look back and she's still tits up not moving.
All I thought about was fishing the dock in the water at his yard. I keep fishing slowly trolling his way. At a good distance he waved and I waved back. He continued rocking in the swing. I believe he noticed tits at the same time as he stood up. I'm about twenty five yards off the waters edge fishing. He ten yards up from the edge. I get to his dock and start flipping under and around. He stands there looking. After fishing around his dock I turn and head back. He asked if I'm having any luck. I'm trolling closer maybe ten yards from the edge. I stop and said not much. He smiles and said at least you have something to look at while fishing. I smiled and said I certainly do.
I continued on. When I reach the end I readied to go to my next spot. Tshirt on and seated, I told my wife about what transpired. She was really casual about all. During the mid afternoon heat I wanted to fish bridges and the deeper channels and dropouts. When around the bridges she would stay on her front. Many horns honked. When in the open water of the lake she seemed to stay aware when laying on her back. If a boat passed or looked to get too close she covered with her t-shirt.
Nothing else I could tell happened or was seen the rest of Thursday. On to Friday prefish.
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