(continued from Lauren's Story - Chapter 19...)

(Told from Sarah's point of view to Lauren)

On Sunday we made the 5 hour drive to his mom's house. We stayed there until Tuesday morning. His mom is really nice. I think she is one of the few moms of boyfriends that actually talks to me. Anyway, on Tuesday morning we got up and drove out to the lake to find our camping spot. We got a great spot, about a mile from the lake, in the trees, so it would be more "private." There were lots of trails and places to just hang out. But it started raining on Tuesday night. And then it rained all day on Wednesday. So we basically just stayed inside the tent on Wednesday, which wasn't all bad. Spending my day naked with my boyfriend, in tight quarters is a pretty good way to spend a day. We talked a lot too, in addition to the great sex. We talked about us, we talked about the future, and we even talked about you, Lauren. But I'll get back to that later.
On Thursday, the rain let up a little bit, although it was still sprinkling off and on. We hiked over to the visitor's center and took a class on weaving. It was different, but fun. Then, on Friday, it was a gorgeous day. The sun was out, no clouds, no rain, just perfect. After breakfast, James packed a bag and we went off for a day long hike. It was getting hot outside, but because I was worried about rain, I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, along with my hiking shoes. I packed a jacket in my bag just in case. James was wearing his normal getup of khaki shorts and his Nike shirt.
We had walked for about an hour or two and the trail led us alongside the lake. It was a pretty remote part of the lake and when we got close we could see why. The water was down, guess they needed the rain, and the lake was probably 50 yards from where the shoreline appeared to be. And this was a little cove that was fairly well hidden from the main part of the lake. It seemed to me like a good place to sit down on the rocks and take a break. James was walking around while I took off my shoes to give them a rest. The shoes were brand new and I really hadn't broken them or my feet in from wearing them. Plus, it was sunny outside I could work on my tan a little bit. I wished I had worn my bikini top.
"Hey Sarah!" James called out to me from a spot over by the shoreline. "This would be a good spot for a picture." He said pointing out toward the lake. And he was definitely right. In the background of this shot, you could see almost the whole lake, and the mountains behind it.
So I walked over and started to "pose" for him. And you know how I get, I was lifting my shirt up. I was bending over forward so he could get a good shot of my breasts. Just being extra silly. I didn't even realize where I was standing, when he asked me to take a step back so he could get more of the mountains in the shot, I did. And when I did, I actually stepped off the side of the shoreline, losing my balance, and stumbled backwards into what I could only describe as a mud bog. Apparently all of the rain had just turned this area into a field of wet, sloppy mud. I landed on my knees and they immediately sank into the mud about a foot.
I turned to give James an evil glance, but he had moved into a new position to get a better shot for his camera. And he was laughing. "So, I have a feeling this was planned..." I yelled at him.
"Maybe..." he replied, smiling.
Well, at that point, I decided to just have fun. After all, we were on vacation and we hadn't seen anyone else the entire day. So I got up from my knees and marched out farther into the mud bog. It was really sloppy so it was pretty hard to walk through but I made it about halfway out and turned around so James could get a view. The mud was up to my waist at this point. I had a plan on what I was going to do but I was in too deep at that point. So I started mushing back to where I originally fell. I think James thought I was getting out and I could tell that he was a little disappointed. But when I almost made it back to my original spot, I called out to him as now my jeans were covered in the sloppy mud and my feet were completely submerged, "is this what you wanted?" And as he looked my way, I let myself fall backwards into the mud. It was so wet, that it just swallowed my head, covering my face. I pulled myself up and looked at the state I was in. All of my head and body were completely covered in mud. The only "clean" spot was a ring around the tops of my breasts that apparently had stuck out form the mud when I fell.
James was laughing and I am sure he got a shot of that. "Looks like you missed a spot." He called out.
So I fell forward into the mud, landing face first. Again I was completely submerged under the mud. I pulled myself up again and started walking toward the shoreline.
"I think you may have gotten something on your clothes," James called out again.
At that point I just decided to lose all of my inhibitions and just have fun. So I took off my shirt and my mud soaked bra. Then I undid my jeans and slid them and my panties off into the mud. At this point I was standing in ankle deep mud, completely naked. I threw my clothes over to the edge of the bog and then fell backwards into the mud again. Honestly, with the hot sun, the mud felt so good on my skin. If I ever get the chance to take a mud bath at one of those fancy spas, I'm totally going to do it. It felt great. I just started rolling around in it, completely covering my body. I was running my hands all over my breasts and body. I looked over to see what James was doing and I saw him taking off his shoes and shirt. And I could see that he was enjoying the show by the bulge in his shorts. I was looking forward to seeing him get into the mud naked with me but he walked out to me still wearing his shorts.
I pulled myself up out of the mud and gave him a big hug when he got to me, effectively getting lots of wet mud on him at the same time. Then, he reached into his pocket, bent down on one knee, and said "Sarah Jenkins, will you marry me?" And he opened up the box to reveal the engagement ring.
I was so excited. I screamed out "Yes!" to the whole world. He slid the ring onto my muddy finger, coating it immediately in mud. But I didn't care. It fit perfect. This was perfect. Then I got really nervous about losing it in the mud and put it back into the box. James walked back over to his stuff and put the box back into his bag. Then he finally stripped naked and ran over to me, jumping on top of me, pushing us both into the mud. We wrestled around for a while before I was able to get on top of him and slide his muddy cock right into me. It was glorious.
Afterwards James led me over to the lake, where we both tried to get all of the mud off of us. The water was super cold. But there was not a shower in sight. As we finished washing off in the lake, we were about to walk back over to the edge of the lake that wasn't a mud bog when we heard voices. We both jumped back into the deeper water and saw a family walking the same trail that we were on. I think the parents immediately realized that we were naked under the water, since there were clothes spread out everywhere, and thankfully hurried their kids on down the trail. A few moments later and they would have seen both of us walking down the shore completely naked. It was a little close for my comfort. But then I realized that I didn't have anything to wear except for my muddy clothes.
"I guess you'll have to put those back on..." James said laughing.
"This was your idea, you better figure something out or maybe I change my mind..." I said back to him.
He got up out of the lake and ran over to put his clothes on. His shorts were a little muddy but not too bad. Then he reached down and pulled my muddy clothes from the edge of the mud. He walked them back over to where I was standing in the lake, with only the top of my breasts showing above the water, and threw my clothes at me. They, of course, went immediately under water and I had to go under to get them all. I rinsed them off as best I could and put them back on. The jeans were really tough to get on. They were so heavy with the water and mud. Finally I got everything back on and climbed out of the lake in my really heavy, soaked clothes. I was not looking forward to the long walk to get back to our campsite. But then I looked over at our stuff and saw the box with the engagement ring and got happy again.
As I walked over to our bags, James was laughing again. "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, my sweet fianc. Let's get back to camp."
So I got my shoes back on and we headed back to camp, with my new ring on. It was a really tough walk with my clothes still dripping. I had to stop a few times to rest and then I made him stop so we could eat lunch. I had made us each up a couple of PB&J sandwiches along with some chips. I didn't know how long we were going to be out so I figured a sandwich for the morning and one for the afternoon in case we got hungry. As we got set up for lunch, James opened up his pack and was digging in the bag for our lunch. As he dug around I noticed one of my shirts and then one of my pairs of shorts. He had more clothes for me! I know he likes to see me in wet clothes but come on! It was payback time!
Then he made the mistake of asking if I was hungry. I of course said "Yes, I'm going to eat both of my sandwiches. All that activity made me hungry."
He handed me two sandwiches and a bottle of water. I truly was hungry so I ate the first sandwich. Then I got out the second sandwich. While he wasn't looking I pulled the two pieces of bread apart, revealing the peanut butter and grape jelly I had spread on the sandwiches that morning. I quickly jumped onto his lap and started smearing the open faced sandwich all over his face. "That's what you get for lying to me about what to wear after the lake."
He stammered and stuttered, surprised by my attack. "I...I..." in between gulps of peanut butter and jelly.
Finally he regained his composure and tried to explain, "I just brought you the muddy clothes to rinse off. I didn't expect you to put them on. But when you did, well, it was too late to offer them up at that point." And as he said that, he started smearing peanut butter and jelly from his extra sandwich all over my face. We were quite a pair, lying on the ground, me on top of him, both of our faces covered in sandwich condiments.
We started laughing and kissing when we heard voices again. It was that same family, coming back from their hike down the trail. There was nowhere to go. They walked by, quickly realizing it was the same couple from earlier, except this time they had faces of peanut butter and jelly. And just like last time they quickly rushed their kids past us. All we could do is laugh at ourselves at that point. We washed our faces off with the water we had left and headed back to camp. And when we got there it felt so good to get out of those wet clothes. But James took care of me once I was naked and inside the tent. It was quite a day. Not sure I'll ever be able to tell that story to anyone but a few close friends, definitely not our parents...