Sara found herself on her own that sunny Saturday morning, fishing pole in her hand killing time and relaxing after the late night with her husband Tom. They two of them had been camping for the last three days enjoying time away from her high stress job at an insurance firm.

That morning, she snuck away and left Tom to sleep in as she often does, him not being a morning person she was able to enjoy the silence. She tossed on her favourite hip waders and wandered down the path to the river where she had found a good spot to cast out her line earlier.

The river was a bit low, exposing the muddy banks so Sara stayed well back from the waters edge for the time being. She wore the waders in case she caught something though she really didnt care either way.

After about 30 minutes of casting and trolling in, she felt a bite and the fish took off downstream into some bushes that overhung the river, tangling her line. Sara worked for a few minutes tugged with her pole to get the line loose, but was unable to make it happen.

Reluctantly she moved down to the water and wandered into the slow moving current. The bushes were close by and she figured she could free the line without too much trouble and maybe hold onto that fish she caught for lunch.

The water quickly got deeper, up to her knees and quickly near the tops of her waders. She finally managed to get close to the bushes as the water was creeping near the tops and then suddenly a slight slipped and a cold shock goes through her body.

It gives her shivers deep down to her core, suddenly feeling very turned on as the cold water rushes to fill her boot. The rush is very exciting to Sara, and shes very surprised by how it makes her feel. Forgetting about the line, shes still got one dry boot, but desperately wants that feeling again.

Sara steps out and slowly submerges the dry wader below the surface and the cold water rushes in to fill the second boot as well. The excitement build deep inside her and she suddenly feels an orgasm rush through her body. Standing there in amazement, Sara is in a cloud wondering what had just happened. She trudged to the side of the riverbed and slipped, falling into the muddy banks sinking her hips into the mud, covering her white short in sticky muck.

Still feel the rush of earlier, Sara felt even more excited, sticking her muddy hand down her shorts to rub her clit. Her other hand, also covered in mud she reach under the white tshirt she had been wearing and started rubbing her hardened nipples. She laid back in the mud, playing with herself, covering in mud. As she neared another mind-blowing orgasm, she raised one of her booted legs and the cool water rushed up her shorts sending her over the edge. Lying there to catch her breath, Sara suddenly realizes the mess she has made of herself.

Collecting herself, Sara cleaned up in the water, untangled the line and was surprised to still see her catch on the other end of the line. After rinsing off in the river, Sara headed back to camp, with a big smile on her face.