Heading to the shower I prolong the inevitable by getting the water just… right. Looking at Brad, he is at least 200 yards away and working on putti...g the tent up. I finally throw the towel to the side and stand under the water with my back to Brad soaking my left side, trying to conceal as much as possible. God! My ass feels like a giant flashing neon sign.. I quickly realize it’s going to take a lot of turning and rubbing. The combination of dirt and weak water pressure is creating quite a. Hopefully it might also whet your appetites for me to publish ithere; I would appreciate your comments.This story is about a young man, Richie, happily married and in lovewith his wife, Linda. She was a very rich young lady, an heiress ofsorts, having been left a fortune when her parents had died in an aircrash. Now Richie had a foolish secret habit that he has had since hewas a child; he liked to dress up in women's clothes, particularlyunderwear, from time to time. He wasn't gay or that way. She was in her 40's at that point and she was healthy and still looking pretty good. One night she asked me to come to her bedroom just before bedtime, and when I walked in I got the surprise of my life. My mother was sitting there on the side of her bed, wearing only a see-through negligee, and I felt my cock instantly growing into firm hardness even though I realized that the woman I was looking at with her naked tits and dark nipples showing through her nightgown was my own mom. Fuck me,. I sat on the warm soft grass, resting his head in my lap, gently brushing away a dark strand of hair, which had fallen. He lifted his hand and gently caressed my cheek, looking deep into my eyes. I felt my heart skip a beat, and a warmth flood through me I had never felt before. He moves his hand to the back of my neck, pulling my face closer to his, and I felt the warm sensual breath upon my face. Our lips met in that first kiss. Slowly he started to part my lips with his tongue, and pushed it.