Looking like I've got a new WAMMING partner. Cute little blonde named Beth in her early 40's I've been dating for a few months. I bought her a kayak for her recent birthday, and yesterday (5/5) she insisted we try it out. Loaded hers and mine up and headed to a flood control reservoir nearby. It was cloudy with off and on showers, and she showed up at my house in ripped jeans with tights underneath and a grey ribbed turtleneck under an Under Armor hoodie. It wasn't too warm out, but not cold either. I pulled on a pair of faded jeans, a black mock neck shirt, and topped it with my new lands end turtleneck sweater and grabbed a light raincoat. Off we went, along with towels, old sneakers, and a change of clothes.

We got in a couple of miles with just a drizzle, a few stiff breezes, and a few clear spots with some sun. I had my doubts about what was going to happen until we got hit with a pretty decent wave that splashed us both, and she started laughing. Ok, so far I thought....

The parking area was in sight, but maybe a half mile or so away and it started to rain kind of steady, but by then it had warmed up into I'd guess the high 60's. Since we were on the way in, I didn't bother with the raincoat, but after a couple hundred yards, it started pouring and the wind picked up. We bitched a little back and forth about getting soaked, but with the wind at our backs we were at the ramp in no time. Now, the boat ramp was for power boaters, and no way were we going to get our kayaks out amongst the trucks, boats, and trailers trying to load. She picked a spot near a grassy area and paddled over, figuring it was good enough.

It looked a little muddy along the waters edge, but not bad. Apparently since they had just started draining the reservoir however, it was a little more muddy than we expected. We both got out of our kayaks and immediately went in over our ankles. A few careful steps trying to get out, and the mud was over our knees. We helped each other out, and got our gear and brought it up to the truck. Loading and tying it down was done in the pouring rain, because by that point, we didn't even care.

Loaded and ready, she walked down the now almost empty boat ramp, past the remaining fisherman trying to load onto his trailer. He was in the water in shorts and sneakers and told her it was already pretty warm for that time of year. So in she stepped, sloshing her sneakers about and trying to rinse as much mud as she could off her legs. I wasn't far behind and did the same. The soaking wet fisherman kidded us about the soaking wet kayakers, and then pulled out and left. We continued to swirl our feet around and move a little deeper in the water to rinse off the mud.

The water was ok, for this time of year. Not really warm nor was it cold, so standing there in the pouring rain rinsing off mud seemed to work, although the rain was pretty cold as it had just about soaked us through. Beth mentioned that she was cold and we needed to get moving and dried off. As she was talking, she was in water up to her thighs rubbing mud and splashing it off with water. I watched as she took a step and found the end of the concrete boat ramp. She kind of shreiked and then popped up, although her head never went under, but her arms showed that she was treading water. In a few seconds she was standing in water up only to her armpits. Apparently all the boats power loading had caused some cavitation at the end of the ramp, and she found it. I laughed at her and made some kind of stupid comment, and she said, "Fuck it, I was soaked anyway". I said me too, how cold is it? and when she said, "Find out for yourself, unless you're a pussy", I walked right in and met her where she was, after swimming over the hole she had fallen into. She splashed at me a couple times, and I returned the favor, we got a couple laughs out of it, and she climbed up on me. We bobbed together for a minute or 2, maybe more, and then swam back to the ramp. We were just laughing like stupid kids when we climbed out, with water running out of everywhere. As soon as the rain hit us, it WAS cold, and we never bothered to change. I threw my raincoat on the seat, she sat on a towel and wrapped herself in one and we cranked the heater and headed home.

She went straight into the shower fully dressed, and when I came in the bathroom, she was shampooing her hair, still in her clothes. She noticed the tent in my jeans, invited me in demanding that I keep my clothes on, and gave me the best shampoo HJ I've had in long time. She even knelt and made me blow it in her sweater covered tits.

After everything was cleaned up we just kind of grinned. When she asked if I liked seeing her wet, I said "Of course, didn't you see my reaction?" She just laughed and said "Summer is coming - and so are you!' Her last comment really hit me though, when she said "I wish we had played in the mud more, do you know any more good spots?"

I predict an interesting summer. BTW, my new sweater survived intact and is washed and ready for our next trip!