The heat was extreme as we followed a creek along an old logging road hoping to come across a swimming hole. My old car had no air conditioning and we...were dressed in our least restrictive clothes. On me this meant an old tee shirt, a swim suit and a pair of boat shoes. On my wife, Georgia, this consisted of a bikini under a pair of cut off shorts and sandals. She was about 22 at the time with blue eyes and firm breasts that filled up the cups of the bikini top very nicely. Her body was taught. "Well i'm not buying one just for a charity do!" I replied back."Go rent one, it's what famous people do!" said my teen daughter Milly."Where from?" I asked."A suit shop obviously" Milly replied before walking out to catch her bus to college."Well there you go then!" said veronica with a smile.So she and our young lad left for school and I was left to find a suit shop, and after a quick search on the web I found a local place and decided to take a stroll down there immediately.A brief walk. Even without the bra there was no sag. I tried not to look at them, however, as I walked back to her. I'm sure she noticed.All she had on were silk panties and high heels. So I got down on one knee in front of her and removed the heels first. As she stepped out of the second shoe, I felt her run her fingers through my hair, like you'd stroke a dog. I took a deep breath and reached up and carefully grabbed her panties and slid them down to the floor. She stepped out of them. Then I took her. She sat in the corner, mere feet from his table. She was not attractive and dressed very shabbily, her hair and it was long and fell over her shoulders was untidy and certainly need a good wash and a decent brushing. Her dress was a floral design but was wrinkled and stained and two thin straps held it up. He didn't have to spend time observing her to know that she was braless for the wobble of her tits told him that, but he was alone and a woman was a woman so he gave her a smile.He didn't.