In spite of the rainy weather I took a top down jeep ride last week on the one nice day we had and ended up with an unexpected adventure. And hour into it stopped for a sandwich and a beer at a small brew pub and ran into Shelley who I've known for ages. Apparently she bought a new car so I had no idea she was there - caught up over lunch and she invited herself to go for a spin with me. Had to drop her car off at her cabin first and said she was gonna grab some clothes - she had her usual jeans, calf high bots, and a football jersey over a white cotton turtleneck so I figured it would be the usual jean jacket. Out she comes dressed like me - ballcap, jean jacket over a black ribbed turtleneck she slipped on over the cotton one, and had a 18 pack with her. Ya, I know we shouldn't, but we had a few "roadies" while we rode around the back roads of southern New Hampshire.

It was getting late and she suggested we take the short cut through a flood control project since the gates were open, the water was low enough - off we went! First good sized puddle, I crept through it because you never know what's under it. 4X4, no problem - the Wrangler was still fairly clean. We came to a series of puddles, pretty much all the ruts flooded, and as I was maneuvering to straddle them, she said "Get this bitch dirty"! I told her I didn't want to get stuck so late in the day because I didn't know how deep they were. She told me to stop where I was, and out she goes, walking along the length of the puddles to the end, turns around and heads back. Yells to me they're shallow, and about 2o ft. in front of the Jeep says she can't see the bottom of one because it's muddy, and literally wades through it, the water well over the top of her boots by her knees.

As she gets back in the Jeep she just looks at me and says "Ill dry, no GO!" so I hit it pretty hard and she shrieked as the mud and water splashed up over the windshield. By the time we hit a dry stretch, we, and the Jeep were covered, inside and out and she was laughing her ass off. She popped 2 more beers and toasted to "First mud run of the season" and off we went. Roughly 4 more miles, a lot of puddles, and every single time prompted me to splash through them - getting us wetter and dirtier each time. It got so that we were starting to chill a little because we were so wet in the open vehicle, so we even had the heater going.

By the time we hit blacktop, the beer was gone, most of it by her, and I was already into the case of water I had in the back. We were roughly 20 minutes from her house and I pulled over to clean the windshield with a couple bottles of water. She commented that watching the water pour out made her feel like peeing but there was absolutely no place to go, and she wasn't going into a gas station all wet and muddy. I drove a little faster for her benefit, but once she had brought it up, I felt it too. A few more miles and I went over a railroad crossing a bit too fast and as soon as I did desperation hit and she looked at me and said "I gotta pee, NOW"! We were on a road with no place to pull off, so being a smart ass I said "Go ahead, the seats are wet anyway" never thinking for a minute she'd do it. Took about 6 seconds and she sat back, reached over and smacked me in the arm so I'd look, and emptied herself into her jeans. When she was done she smiled at me and said "That felt good - your turn". At first I said no need to, and then she saw me shift restlessly in my seat, and dared me as her hand rubbed the front of my jeans and she started teasing me. It was hard to drive and relax in full desperation at the same time, but after a few warm spurts the floodgates opened and I guess she was amused as she smiled and rubbed it in all the way to my knees.

You can guess what the subject of conversation was for the last 10 minutes of our ride, and with the washboard road leading to her place, she announced that I would be needing a garden hose to flush down her seat.

In the driveway we got out and just for good measure I made sure she saw the front of my jeans get good and shiny again and she laughed her ass off.

We never slowed down as we went through the house, with her leading the way outside and down to the pond to wash off. We got about thigh deep and realized that with the cool mid-May weather we had no intention of a swim, fully clothed or not. So her next best idea came into play - the outdoor shower!

Into the house she went to turn on the water, and out she came with shampoo, body wash and a couple 16 oz. beers! She decided we were going to down them and have some more fun, and at that point I wasn't going to argue. This time we just watched each other make our jeans shiny for the third time while we laughed.

Beers gone I pushed the issue of the shower and she turned it on and waited for the hot water to cycle through. Just as we got ready she asked me if I had to "Go again" which I had already planned to in my jeans, and when I said yes she knelt down in front of me and started to chuckle, laughing that we're getting old and can't help ourselves.

Dick out, she grabbed a handful of liquid soap and stroked it with both hands until my DNA was all over her sweater. At that point she decided we should wash up because it was getting dark and cold out.

We lathered the hell out of each other in our clothes, rinsed off, and then rinsed again after we stripped off.

While the clothes spent an hour in the dryer, I got to spend an hour in bed with her as she screamed and soaked her sheets more than a few times. We showered off yet again and got dressed and she gave me a garbage bag to put over the wet Jeep seat for the ride home.

By noon the next day, the vehicle was cleaner than when we started out and the seats were drying in the sun when she texted to see if I had gotten to it. The next message was pretty graphic about how much she enjoyed the trip and never realized that I was serious about taking a fully clothed swim with her at her cabin, she thought I was just kidding around.

So, as it stands, the big- titted girl I've known and been friends with for like 10 yrs. has a few kinks of her own and keeps messaging me to find out when we're "Going muddin" again.

Soon Shelley, very soon - in like 2 days, rain is coming this weekend!