I was surprised when I saw her wearing the orange sweater I had bought a few years ago. "It fits better now that I lost some weight" she said as I looked her up and down as she threw on a blue denim shirt over it. "What's up?" I asked, surprised as I just came back from the store figuring that we were going to stay home at our vacation house for the night. "I figured that we'd go down by the bridge and sit by the river until it gets dark" was her response with a smile on her face as she adjusted the high fitting turtleneck under her chin. It was one of her favorites, before the baby was born, when her body lost all of the tone and conditioning from years of jogging and working out. She must have been satisfied with the results of her workout regemine over the summer because she looked good, not skinny like before, but full, with firm grapefruit sized breasts and curves. "I still love the high neck and long sleeves on this one even though it's a little tight around the chest" she said. "I love it all the way around, and boobs stretching a sweater are just fine with me" I replied as I watched her adjust the hem of the sweater around her waist. "I suppose with tight clothes like these jeans it looks ok" she commented. "Ya, probably better wet too" I said with a smile. "One track mind" she shot back, adding "How about we stay dry for a change?" "Up to you, as always......"I mumbled as she walked into the other room. "Here" she said, tossing a sweater to me, "Cool out, you might need this" with a smile on her face.
We headed out to the car and into town, and stopped at the local store for some beer and snacks. She made me stop at the bar down the road for a couple of drinks, and it was pretty obvious that she wanted to see the reaction to her outfit and body. She must have been pleased because after a couple drinks, she looked at me with a smile and said "Let's go!" So back into the car and another 3 miles to the bridge and the sandbar.
We climbed down the banking and she surprised me when she dropped a backpack that I hadn't even noticed. "Blankets" she said, but I noticed the towels stuffed in the bottom as she pulled out a couple beach blankets.
We got comfortable and I got a fire going in the usual pit as the evening temperature dropped a bit. "Good thing you brought a sweater" she laughed as she saw me putting it on. "Yup, good thing!" I said, with no further comment. A couple beers, some snacks, and some cuddling and kissing later, she got up and declared her intentions to go pee. She walked around a bend under the bridge and out of sight without me even giving it another thought as I lay back and stretched out on the blanket. It seemed like about five minutes had gone by when I heard her voice and looked up. Roughly fifty feet away she stood in water almost up to her waist holding on to two giant inner tubes. "Look what I found!" she said. "Let's go for a ride!"
I grabbed our belongings and stuffed them into the backpack, hoping that it was still as waterproof as when it was new, and waded out to meet her. "A quick trip down the river for a little while might be interesting at this hour" she suggested as I plunked down in the tube. "Why not?" was my only response as I watched her sit down in her tube and get comfortable. I grabbed a beer and handed one to her as we slowly drifted out into the current where the two streams merged. The water grabbed us and spun us around in a couple of complete loops as the two currents came together, and we were off downstream. In water that was cool, yet not too bad for the time of the season, we mostly rode the current wherever it took us, the only exceptions being some of the larger rocks, where we'd push off as soon as we got close to them, but it wasn't a bad ride. We could see the road in the distance and the lights of vehicles coming on as nightfall set in, but we got an added bonus of catching several good views of wildlife at the rivers edge.
Our timing was pretty good as just as the real darkness came upon us, we came to a spot where the river flattened out and our trip was pretty much over. Under the lights from a highway bridge above, we paddled toward the shore with our hands, trying to get to a clear banking that wasn't too steep to climb up, but the current and the breeze weren't exactly in our favor. As we rounded one of the bridge abutments we floated into an eddy behind it where there was no current and we could see bottom. Just as I was thinking about stepping out of my tube, Suzy beat me to it, and with a shriek we both knew that the water was deeper than it looked. Her feet found the bottom as both arms shot out to her sides to catch her balance, only she needed them to tread the water so she could stay upright. "Fucking nice!" she said, "I wasn't really planning on getting this wet" as she headed to shore dragging her tube and throwing it up on the banking. A lot closer than her, I stepped out into water barely up to my thighs. "Afraid to get wet?" she asked me. "Nope, just smarter than you" was my response as I looked at her dripping wet standing in water that was waist deep. "Chickenshit! Come on in here with me" she said as I was dropping the backpack and pulling the tubes further up the banking. I watched as she began to back up while facing me, goading me into the water as she went deeper into the pool. I never said a word as I just turned toward her and walked back into the river. She was up to her armpits now, and apparently waiting for me to join her. While my jeans were pretty well soaked from the tubing trip, my upper half had more or less remained dry, and as I felt he water creep up my legs and then to my waist, I could tell when the hem of my sweater began to soak up the river water. Deeper a step at a time until I was next to her as she wrapped her arms around me and smiled. "Kinda warm in this little pool" she said, " let's go deeper" and together we bobbed further out until we were almost floating, our clothes now totally submerged. We swam around in that pool for a good 15 minutes until she decided we were done and we climbed up the banking. We dripped off for a bit, and grabbed towels for our hair and faces. At one point we discussed how we were going to get back upstream to our vehicle, debating the merits of hitch hiking in soaking wet clothes and whether or not we'd even get picked up, and how we'd explain ourselves to anyone who would surely ask. We decided that discretion was out the window, so we took the tubes with us right up to the side of the road and started walking. We figured that instead of coming back for the tubes, it would explain things without a word, and we were spot-on. It didn't take but a couple hundred yards of a leisurely stroll until a passing pickup truck abruptly pulled to the side in front of us. Without even thinking we approached it and as the passenger door swung open we realized that we'd been busted - it was the female half of a couple that we knew who stayed at the campground nearby. Jessica smiled at us and said "Mike thought it was you guys walking as soon as the lights hit you, having a little late afternoon fun?" "Yup" we answered in unison as we threw our tubes in the back of the truck and started to climb in. "Come inside where it's warmer" Jessica said, and after explaining that we didn't want to get the seats wet, with her urging, we did and the heat felt good. Not a lot was said during the 10 minute ride back to our car, other than all of us laughing about "impulsive behavior and alcohol " being the reason that we went tubing fully dressed. I could tell that Suzy was becoming more comfortable with our fetish because at first she had freaked out when she saw who was in the truck, but by the time we were dropped off, she had not only laughed about our current predicament, but mentioned that it really wasn't the first time we had done something like this. She actually smiled and gave me a poke when Jessica told her that it wasn't all that unusual to see people doing similar stuff in the river because it was such an attraction in the area for so many reasons. She even went so far as admitting that she'd been in the river in jeans more times than she could count. It was only minutes until they left us at our car, and after putting away the backpack, Suzy reminded me that we needed to return the tubes to where they came from. Down the steep banking in the dark we went, with only the intermittent glow of the street lights on the bridge to help us see, we made it to the riverbank and she lead me around the corner where she found the tubes. Then she surprised me as she stacked the two tubes atop each other and lay down on them face forward several times while adjusting them slightly. Finally, she stood up and pulled her wet jeans down to her ankles and lay back down across the tubes. I mounted her from behind, pounding both holes as she moaned and screamed and told me how much she liked being "wet", and that I need to make her get her clothes wet, take her out in public wet, make her swim in her clothes in front of other people, buy her clothes to get wet in. Finally, she turned over and sat on the tubes and finished me off in her mouth and on her face, smearing it all over and up into her hair. When we were finished, she calmly pulled up her jeans, took me by the hand, and we walked back into the river for a quick rinse and quick swim before returning home for the night.
When I mentioned our encounter with people we knew, and what she said as I was buried inside of her, at first she kind of of blushed and got quiet, and then just blurted out "I fucking love doing it in public! I think I'm becoming an exhibitionist! We need to spend more time in that river, that was so hot and so much fun!"
And given that order from my evermore kinky wife, that's exactly what we did, whenever the opportunity presented itself.
As a post-script - I had to meet with her this past week about some financial matters and we ended up talking about our kinky past for over an hour. She started describing the different outfits that we had gone tubing in, and we came to the conclusion that we must have made the trip down that river at least a couple dozen time with our clothes on over the years that we had our property in Vermont. Memories!!!