[Countrylivin]

Saturday

After her orange juice and doughnuts and discussion, I asked my wife what she wanted to do. She said let's go find a trail to hike. We did. Not long we found a trial in the back of the campgrounds into some woods. Watching her tits bouncing and hard nipples had me aroused. Maybe a hundred yards into the woods I had her bent over giving her all I had. After, we continued walking. The end of the trail was a dead Ed at a creek so we turned around. I mentioned how quickly the weather had warmed. My wife peeled off the workout shirt. Standing topless her hard pink nipples pointing straight at me. She smiled as she tied the shirt around her waist saying, it sure has and walked by me.

It was a long walk and I really enjoyed watching her tits bounce and shimmy walking in the daylight. As we approached the campgrounds I asked her if she was going to stay topless. Smiling she said it was empty when we left. We continued. When our campsite came into view I asked if she was going to remain topless at our site. Smiling she said if Don's not there it's up to you. I did not decline. Approaching the site no Don. I started playfully reaching over and quickly squeezing her tit or tweek her nipple. She would squeal and hit me saying stop. With no Don around she spent a good thirty or forty minutes topless walking around our site organizing or just sitting outside. Then we heard a vehicle approaching, she ran inside and came back with her shirt on.

Around one she volunteered to drive to town for grilling supplies. She said I could sit and relax. I agreed. She left. I decided to have my first drink. She may have been gone fifteen minutes when Don emerged from the camper. He asked if I wanted some company. We sat talking. He said his wife took his cooler of beer. He made a vodka drink. Again, Don reminded me of my dad. The more he drank the more he talked and the happier he seemed. I enjoyed him telling his stories. Mainly because his thick Minnesota accent made them more humorous. He wife called and she had him FaceTime her so that she would believe he was not alone and bored. I wave and said hello. He then went to his camper to continue.

He returned and said at least I'm not going to be their third wheel. I asked. He said they are happy I have company and that I'm enjoying myself. They requested a mom and daughter sleepover. He said they were having so much fun together he said have fun. I invited him to grill and drink with us. He accepted. He went on to say that when the three of them are together he usually is bored to tears and thanked me for the invite. Sometime after two p.m. my wife returned. We assisted in getting all the supplies set up and the three of us sat around the firepit drinking talking and laughing. Before four p.m. Don and my wife were well on their way to another drunk. I had gone to the three to one mix. Three non alcohol to one alcohol. They decided we needed to grill early. We did. We ate and continued laughing at various stories.

After the food and visiting we built the fire from the coals. It was around six p.m. both Don and my wife started back to big drinks. I was feeling no pain. My wife randomly asked done how his walk on thecampgrounds went. He told several tales of sites and walking with a hangover. My wife told him that he should go to the back of the campgrounds and there's a long trail through the woods. Don's response was, I've walked it before, I wish my wife would walk it like you though. My wife totally missed it. I didn't. She said he should ask her, she might go, it's fun. He was smiling. He said, oh no, she's walked with me but I've never thought to ask her. She was drunk and confused. Ask her what. Still smiling he said, ask her to go hiking topless. Long quiet pause.

I kept quiet to see who speaks first. She kept looking at me. She asked, were you back there on the trail. He said, no. She asked me, did you tell him. Before I could respond Don said, no, I saw you guys walking up the road returning. She said, no you didn't. Smiling he said, I was quietly watching videos in the camper and heard you guys returning. I got up to come out and greet you. When I looked out the window I did not think it was a good time to come out. My wife now is aware of all and kicks in her fake embarrassment and says, so you went back to watching videos. Smiling, Don said, honestly no. She asked, so how long did you watch us out the window. He responded, I really didn't notice him, pointing at me, he continued, it was pretty much until you ran in and came back wearing a shirt. So you watched me topless the whole time. Don said, yes. I interjected, well it's almost like being on a topless beach. My wife looked at me with a fake glare and said, it's your fault. If you would have kept you hands to yourself I would not have been so loud. Don said yeah. I took that one for the team.

In the conversation that followed. Don said, after staring at your nipples through that tshirt last night, it was really nice to see what they really look like. He followed that with a few compliments including she should not blame him because if her tits did not look so good he would have just looked and went back to videos, so it's her fault he spent so much time watching. We all three laughed.

I lost all track of time. It was still daylight but sun dropping and the fire was bigger. Don excused himself to change his clothes. My wife stood up and said, I assume you two will not have a problem with me wearing my pajamas by the fire tonight. We both said no. They both exited. My wife then beckoned me to the cabin. I walked in she was in the white tank top and same boxers from the previous night. She had me sit on a cooler in front of the bed. She said, how's this. She sat down crossing her ankles like in her chair. I said, it's pretty much seventy percent exposed in the left leg hole. She stood up and said now watch this. She rolled the waistband many times till the boxers looked like a short skirt. She sat in the same position. I could see everything including the complete pubic strip. I relayed this. She asked which should she do. I stood up and said, I've been blamed enough today, I have no opinion. I kissed her and took my position by the fire. Not before adjusting her chair to face directly at Don.

Don returned making himself another drink. He said, I'm ready for a big fire. My wife soon walked out. We both looked quietly. She had tied a knot in the back of the tshirt causing it to stretch tighter across her tits and stomach. This also gave a more clear view of her areolas and nipples. Then I noticed her choice for the boxers. She had them rolled what appeared to be more to the to of where the legs began causing both legs of the boxers to balloon out. When she bent over to get ice for her drink we were looking at the bottom of both ass cheeks and pussy lips in clear daylight. Don looked at me smiling and I shrugged my shoulders making a drinking too much sign with my hand. He nodded and we continued to look quietly. She took her time but to my surprise she sat in her big chair and crossed her legs. She said smiling, stop looking at my tits, you both seen enough of them today, what were we talking about. We all laughed.

From this point Don is entertaining us with stories and my wife is adding to them. To her credit she kept her legs crossed or together till after dark. I was starting to think that the only exposure was going to be each time she refilled her glass. To this point we were given one additional ice refill. If that was all I would not have been disappointed. The second one she obviously had adjusted the boxers so that when she bent over and the boxers rode up, we were given a full on pussy view from behind. I know she was doing this on purpose because she exaggerated opening her stance and bent with no knee bend. She also took her time. Drunk Don had a huge smile and was quietly giving me a thumbs-up.

I had been using a tree that was in-between the two cabins as my urinal. Don did the same. My wife would walk to the restroom.

As my wife drank more she same more comfortably. The remainder of the night both Don and I had various views of her pussy, from complete to almost complete. She never once acknowledged our stares.

Here are some highlights. From the drunks.

My wife was telling a story from her highscool cheering days. She is standing in front of the fire facing us deep into the story. I'm only half listening. She stops. She says, hey my eyes are here pointing not there pointing at her tits. Don is drunk. He says, sorry I was trying to recall what they looked like without being covered. She set her drink down and proceeded to pull the tight tshirt over her tits causing them to lift going over and drop into place when released. She stands there tits out for a few long seconds before pulling her shirt back into place. She says, ok did that help. Don smiling says, it sure did. Without missing a beat she continued her story.

As for Don. This was later in the night. His last trip to the tree was wobbly at best. He announces that he must piss. Rather than go to the tree between the cabins he walks wobbles to a tree beside our picnic table directly to my wife's front right. Rather than turn his back to us he is mostly facing her and sideways to me. He puts a hand on the tree unzips and says, this is why Minnesota men go commando, easier access. He proceeded to pull his dick out his zipper and start pissing. He is splashing his shoes from hitting the roots. He then announces that he was going to write his name. He starts wiggling his hips and his dick is flopping his stream everywhere and he verbally spells his name. When done, my wife is laughing. He said now the end, no hands. He starts bouncing on his toes dick flopping sprinkling piss drops on both trouser legs. He announced, done and somewhat bows. My wife still laughing claps and attempts a whistle. He walks stumbles to his chair and puts his dick away before sitting.

I have no idea when we ended the night. I'm pretty sure it was around midnight. We had a good four or five hours of pussy views throughout. Sometimes in her drunken state we got better looks than others but neither of us acknowledged to the other unless she was refilling her drink.

To the end. I'm just barely drunk. I notice it's quiet with just the music in the background. I look at my wife. Her drink was on the ground spilled she had her head to the side mouth open sleeping. She had her left foot on the ground and her right leg over the arm of her chair leg dangling. Her boxers covered nothing. She had scooted or twisted in the chair and all the boxers were rolled atto the left. Her pussy some would describe as a credit card slit conceals the good parts tightly until aroused or in this case stretched open. I'm looking at more than we had seen all night. I look over at Don and he is leaning forward elbows on his knees staring at her. I ask Don, are you OK. Don turns facing me smiling and said I'm drunk. He continues, you are one lucky lucky lucky man. I ask why is that. He look back at her, I'm sure staring at her pussy for a long time before looking at me saying, she is such a beautiful person inside and out. He gave several additional compliments rambling. I look at my wife and say, are you OK. No response. I said I guess that's our cue to call it a night. He is still leaning forward looking. He said, I could stay up all night to this.

I eventually convince Don it's time to turn in and I have to get my wife to bed. He stood several times before accomplishing the task to remain standing. I ask if he needed help to his camper. He smiled and said I'm old enough that if I don't make it I sleep where I land. I stand and Don said, let's stand by the fire a minute to warm my bones for the walk back. I laugh and said it's forty feet. He said I know. We are standing and he is moving back and forth looking at my wife. I said don't fall in the fire staring. I said, I better get her to bed. I'll come back till te fire is out. I walk around to my passed out wife. Being this close I was shocked at how much she was exposed. I shook her shoulder no response. After several shakes she moves her head mumbling. Don is now standing just a step in front of her looking. I said looks like I'm carrying her. As I move around beside Don he says, that has to be the most beautiful site around. I said I better get her in bed before she realizes she's showing a lot. Don ask, so you are coming back. I said yes till the fire is out. He is still wobbling, you help me down before I fall. I walk over and said come on ill help you to a chair. He said, here is good. I assist down. He's sitting on the ground in front of my wife between her and the fire. I stand up and ask you OK. A big smile crosses his face as he looks at my wife. He got me on this one. I thought he truly needed help.

His face is maybe three feet in front of my wife's pussy. He said, I have been trying to find an excuse all night to get a closer look. He looks at me smiling. He looks back at her. I kind of chuckled to myself that he got me. Not that he hasn't see her for hours on in or earlier in the shower. Standing looking down at him I said, well is that enough. He places his hand on the ground and leans in. His face is close, just over a foot or so. He said, beautiful. I have him move back and I lower her leg. I reach down and cradle her legs and back lifting her. Don said, the view just keeps getting better, he is looking up.

I get her in the bed and comfortable. I return to Don sitting in a chair. I said you need help. We laughed. In our talking as the fire burned out Don absolutely believes that my wife is a prude sober and drunk she doesn't care.

I will finish next day.