After breakfast I filled the truck with gas and cleaned the windshield of all the bugs, then we headed to the lake. We had been driving for several mi...utes when R asked in a very inquisitive voice, “Have you ever been to this place?” Not having any idea what she was talking about, I asked, “What place?” “This 40 Acre Nudist Club,” was her reply. I was in complete shock and horror. There was apparently a brochure in my truck from 40 Acre Club, and R had been reading it the whole time I was. I nodded and walked back to the bar. I ordered another beer, and the bartender said to me, "That was damned fine shootin', Mister. I happen ta be mayor of this here town, an' we're lookin' fer a marshal. Ya interested in the job?" I don't know. How much does it pay?" We kin manage $60 per month, an' ya kin live in a room off the jail's office." That sounds interesting, but I'm sick of beef and beans for every meal. Is there a boarding house where I could get decent food?" Yeah, Widder Anson. It stopped here for a while and I slowly opened my legs wider as the hand reached higher and higher. Now it reached my panties and began to caress my ever-wetter juicy pussy thru my panties. The person under my table moved up and started tongue licking me. I opened my legs still wider and the hands went higher to the waistband of my panties. He started pulling them down very slowly. Slowly over my lovely ass, down to my thighs, past my knees and finally he removed them completely and put them. We chatted and stopped occasionally to kiss. Each time we did I could feel the growing sexual energy between us. We walked for about 45 minutes before we turned and started back to the cottage. The sun was setting now and we sat down on the sand to watch. Jack’s arm went protectively around me, pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder feeling so contented. I moved my head to give him a kiss. It was a slow, passionate kiss but you could feel the urgency in it as well. I stood.