It’s Nothing That You Haven’t Seen Before

Fbailey story number 681


It’s Nothing That You Haven’t Seen Before


We had been divorced for two years when I got a call from Charlotte, that she wanted me to go camping with her and our son. I said no but she always could be persistent. Eventually I gave in just to shut her up.

Charlotte had it in her mind that we were going to backpack into some wilderness and survive off the land for ten days. Yeah, right! That bitch couldn’t live without a five star restaurant and a really nice motel when we were married.

So anyway I put in for my two weeks vacation and bought new camping equipment. A week before my trip I was taking walks around my neighborhood carrying my backpack and a big brick that simulated the weight of my pack. I was going to show Charlotte what good shape I was in and what she was missing.

The night before my trip I packed my backpack complete with tent, sleeping bag, and enough freeze-dried food to last me a month. If I could have found some dehydrated beer it would have been perfect. However, I had enough coffee bags to last me a lifetime. I had even read several survival books in the past few weeks. I was all set.

I met them in the airport in Montana where we got a rental car and stopped in a motel for the night. We wanted an early start in the morning. I was going to get my own room but Charlotte insisted that I could stay with them. She said that Billy would rather not sleep with his mother but that I could. Billy took the first bed so from our bed I could see into the bathroom. Charlotte went in to freshen up but she didn’t close the door. When I watched her remove her pants and shirt I realized just how nice she looked in her bra and panties.

Charlotte looked at me and smiled and then she said, “It’s nothing that you haven’t seen before.”

Maybe so but it sure stirred up some old feelings.

In the morning I woke up with a hard-on and it was pressing into her ass, my hand was holing onto one of her breasts, and it felt just like old times.

Charlotte turned her head and said, “Move it or loose it. We’re not married any more.”

Bitch!

After a quick breakfast we drove into Yellowstone National Park. From there we checked in at the Ranger’s Station and headed out.

Billy was only ten years old but he seemed to enjoy hiking. Why not, his mother was carrying most of his things for him. I wondered how far she would get. I wanted to see the bitch fail.

The Rangers gave us a map and we followed a few tree markers giving us the compass setting to the next marker.

It took us six hours to get to our own private little lake. It sure took a toll on Charlotte though. Billy was full of energy so she had him go run it off. Then we started to set up camp. I moved off to one side of the clearing to set up my tent. It was a nice simple one that you just kind of toss up in the air and it pops itself open. All I had to do was move it to where I wanted it and poke a few stakes into the ground.