We purchased a camper. After looking at some old dirty used campers I decided to look at dealerships. We found the perfect camper. For floorplan and pictures look at the Little Guy Max. It's a teardrop shape with windows on all side that fold completely out. My wife liked the way one could see the entire inside when all windows are open. As for me, I like the refrigerator, air-conditioning and sink/cook top.
Our first trip out was a learning experience. We setup on a site and took forever to get everything correct. Luckily I had a manual to guide me on the eminities. Two things we learned was, at dark with the windows fully open and all the lights on in the camper, the entire inside looked like a spotlight is on it. Looking from dark to the camper the screens on the windows were invisible. She was extremely pleased with this. Looking from the camper out in the dark you practically see nothing. The second thing were learned was pre-planning your site location. We spent the weekend breaking in the new queen mattress along with sex outside and other locations since we were almost alone on this part of the campgrounds. At one point at night my wife spent over an hour fully naked around our site with no one passing or seeing her. I was very happy, she was not so pleased.
So, we planned a trip last weekend to a lake three hours away. We selected our location and prepaid. The campgrounds were below the lake spillway and we chose a site along the river. There were what looked to be seventy sites along the river and we were on site 61. We planned this so that if we did not have a very active site I could fish behind the camper.
We arrived early and the front part of the campgrounds along the river was full. The last sites were spotty. We had one neighbor in a camper to our left and two across the street. There were others further down but one or two open sites between.
We set up in record time. The campgrounds were shaded by large trees so we left the awning closed. It was still around six so we turned on some music and ate sandwiches since neither of us wanted to clean up afterwards. Then we sat outside to drinks. Out camper garnered a good bit of attention. We probably gave four or five tours to people walking by. All were impressed and talked about the camper being unique. It appears that people who travel around campgrounds spend a lot of time look at and admire other campers. We met our neighbors and they took a tour and said don't worry about noise, they sleep heavy and early.
During this time there was a fairly steady stream of fishermen passing behind our camper walking the river bank back and forth. I will skip other interactions and get to the point.
It is now dark and we were still outside sitting in front of a big fan listening to music drinking. My wife is feeling no pain. A man carrying fishing gear passes and speaks. The river is at best forty yards behind our camper. We set up so that the door side and the back are exposed to the river. My wife looks at me with that excited look. Smiling she said, I have an idea. Now I'm feeling no pain also and think she's about to offer some wild sex. I said, count me in. Laughing at me she responded, that's later. She proceeded to lay out her idea. She brought up the position of our camper to the river and passing people fishing. Her plan pretty much how she relayed. If I go set up my chair by that tree in our neighbors site, I could text her of an approaching fisherman. She could get up and change into her pajamas in the camper. We discussed all aspects and her expectations. She made a point to say preferably an older man. I asked why, she said she feels safer and they are less likely to take pictures with a phone.
Skipping through all the discussion I moved to the designated tree leaving her alone. I sat in the dark barely able to hear the music drinking. We text back and forth which was fun. After several passed she text why am I not letting her know. I text, I'm waiting on what you requested. After a good thirty minutes or more sitting in the dark I see a man approaching slowly walking like an older person, carrying a fishing rod and a large bucket. I text my wife I believe we have a possible candidate. She text back, I don't care anymore, text me as he passes you. Maybe five or six sites away he passes some lights on that site and I can see him. It was an older black man walking in between the riverbank and the camp sites. I text my wife a description. She text back, text when he passes you.
He slowly made his way to then passed me and I text her. She stands up. Her back is to us. She stretches, arms above her head standing on her toes. She opens the door screen and walks inside closing the screen. He is now at the corner of our site. We had removed the dining table to make room to sit on the bench sets on either side. She is standing there quartered to us. She reaches down and peels off her braless workout shirt over her head releasing her tits. I watch her left tit fall free. The older man stops, looking at her. The lights are so bright her skin was glowing. I text her that he stopped and is watching. She turns facing us and picks her phone up. I'm looking at her tits glowing and even from my distance I can see her nipples were rock hard and pointing. She stood there in the door for a full on minute to just text me an embarrassed smiling emoji. She put her phone on the counter and walked to the refrigerator getting out her drink supplies. As her back was to us the man moved over to the side of the tree nearest our camper. I am thirty two steps away from the camper, he is seventeen steps to my front right. I text my wife, he moved to the tree by our site. She walks back to the door facing us looking at her phone smiling. She text back, should I up my show. She's just standing looking at her phone facing us wating. I'm staring at her tits as I'm sure he was too. I text, sure if you can.
She returns her phone and turns her back to us. She pushes her shorts and panties off to the floor in one motion. We are looking at her bare ass. She then bends over legs open. She stays bent over as she slowly unravels her panties from her shorts. From my seat I'm clearly looking at her pussy. From his position I was sure her was seeing details. She remained untangling her clothes bent over for many seconds not sure how long but felt like forever. She stood turned facing the door and placed her shorts and panties by her phone. She did a long stretch rubbing her tits as she did. We watched her walk back and forth in the camper gathering her pajamas. We also watched her through the window above the stove top and sink prepare her drink. We could not see her head but definitely got a great view of her tits. The last thing was she had placed her pajamas on the bench by the door. She stood facing the door as she unraveled her tshirt. I recall staring at her thigh gap and pussy thinking I wish she had some extra hanging from between her outer lips for us to see. We watched her dress and as she was putting away her drinking supplies he walked away.
She was soooo excited hearing me tell her what I saw. She made me retell several times. The only other fun thing was around midnite the man came back by but walked really close to the back of our camper. My wife crossed her legs and folded her arms across her tits. I asked if he had any luck fishing. He said he had no luck at all and he was going to change bait tomorrow. We briefly talked bait and he walked away. I asked her why she was so quiet and covered up. She said he had seen enough. She also said she was weirded out with him talking to me and staring at her. I asked why. She said it was weird that he was looking at me thinking how I did not know he saw me naked. He kept smiling at me. So I stayed quiet.
I'll finish Saturday.
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