CHAPTER 1

I planned a trip to the mountains so my hot wife Mary could enjoy the changing of the leaves. We awoke on Saturday morning to a beautiful, sunny day. The forecast called for above average temperatures. I told my wife I would like to bring the camera and take some pictures of her if the opportunity arose. “Sure”, she said telling me she would pack a couple of sexy outfits so I could take many pictures.

After breakfast, we packed a picnic lunch, as well as a blanket, and of course the extra clothes. My wife was wearing shorts and a top that showed off her tits. After a couple of hours, we arrived at a state park in the Pocono Mountains. We paid our entry fee, and found a place to park near a hiking trail. There were only a couple of cars parked in this lot. A map that we had received when we entered indicated this trail led to a small river, but the path was a little steep, so not many people used it.

We walked along the path, stopping often to admire the scenery. At one rest area, I took my wife in my arms and began to kiss her. Gently at first, then my tongue parting her lips and probing her tongue. Her hand reached for my crotch and she squeezed my cock. I put my hand under her top so I could touch her already hard nipples. She was very aroused already, a situation created by being outdoors, with the possibility of being seen.

We kissed and played for a few minutes, then continued down the path. In a short while, we found the stream. Upstream about 200 yards we could see what appeared to be an abandoned shack of some sort. It was about 50 feet from the path, so we went to check it out. It was made of stone, but all that was left standing were the walls. There was a soft grass area about the size of our blanket. I figured this would make a good setting for a photo shoot. She agreed, and as I got my camera, she began posing. As I snapped pictures, she kept moving, posing around the building. She sat on the old windowsill, showing off her great legs as she removed her top. You could tell by her actions that she was getting into it. I stopped shooting so I could open a bottle of wine. I laid the blanket out, and she took this opportunity to change outfits. However, before she did, she came to me and asked me to remove her shorts. As I did so, I allowed my fingers to brush her pussy. It was soaked. Her clit seemed to throb as I touched it, and her breathing came faster. She pulled away, took a sip of wine, and slowly walked to the blanket to get a new outfit. She was reluctant to put clothes on, because she loves to be naked outdoors, and the sun felt good on her exposed skin.

CHAPTER 2

More wine made her lose all inhibitions.