Skinny Dipping at Night

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Erika worked for a stressful law firm in the city and now that the summer months were approaching she and her husband often took a trip up to a cabin with the lake. They always were able to relax up there but this time was different. Her husband nagged at her constantly, complaining how she didn't pack the right clothes and a whole bunch of other bull shit. She could only take so much so she stormed out of the cabin and went down to the lake.

She stared into the lake for a few minutes. All her husband was doing was yelling at her. This was supposed to be a vacation but it wasn't. She pulled her brown hair into a pony tail. Fuck this. She thought. Her husband was back at the cabin probably drinking and she wanted a swim. She had never skinny dipped before but she wanted to. Her husband was being a complete dick and she wanted away from him. She shimmied out of her jeans and blouse, leaving herself in her panties and bra. She discard them soon after before diving into the cool lake.

She swam around, just enjoying how the cool water felt on her naked body. She was just so stressed out from work and now her husband yelling at her. She looked up to see Patrick Johnson, who owned a cabin not to far from the lake stopping by the lake. She knew Patrick from all the times she and her husband would come up to the cabin.

"Oh god, Patrick. I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone would be out this late." She says, trying to keep her body covered by hiding in the water. She felt completely embarrassed now.
 
He stared at the woman and blinked a moment, taking it all in. Then deciding that it was a good thing, he smiled at her.

"Hey there Erika! No worries about it, I was just strolling on by to check out the birds down here. I really do enjoy the view. If you'd prefer to dip in private I'm willing to go backto my cabin and let you. Though, I'd really not mind watching for wildlife."

He had come down to the lakeside topless, not afraid to show off his well groomed hairy chest and flat stomach. Standing at about 5'9" with dirty blonde hair he was just about as typical an average sized active guy could get.

Patrick had a six-pack of beers with him as well. It had been some time since he's had a good conversation with Erika, though he's known of her for quite some time.

He kept his eyes above her neck, being respectful of his occasional neighbor.
"If I do stay though, would you mind having a beer with me when you're done?
 
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God, she couldn't believe her neighbor had just seen her naked. This was embarrassing. She had gone into the Lake to get away from her stupid husband. He could be the biggest jackass at times. And her had yelled at her again tonight and he was probably back at their cabin drinking.

"Um, if you can just pass me my towel so I can cover up and put my clothes on, I'd love to have a beer with you. Actually, I need it." I laughed a little as I stood up a little, hoping he would give her the towel.

She couldn't help but notice how good her neighbor looked. He was a bit younger than her husband but he looked good, it was obvious he worked out and took amazing care of his body.
 
Pat looked to where she had set her towel and picked it up, opening it for her and then giving it to her, "It is always nice to be able to sit out by the lake sharing a couple beers with someone, yes. Whatever you'd like, I think I can manage for the moment."

While she covered up, he walked over to the chairs that were set out by here and took a seat, setting the six-pack on the ground and removing a can.

He waited for her to finish and then tossed her a can when she was ready.
"How have things been going for you lately Erika? Been able to keep up with the hobbies?"

He smiled for her, keeping the conversation as casual as the situation allowed.
 
She took the towel from him and wrapped it around her body as she got out of the water. She turned her back to him so she could slip on her panties, shorts and then tee shirt. Since her body was still wet, her clothes clung to her a little. She sat down on the grass so she could talk to him.

She caught the can, opened it and took a sip while she got comfortable. "My life pretty much sucks at the moment." She laughed. "My husband is being a prick." She laughed a little, taking another sip. "What about you?"
 
He cracked open a can for himself and took a drink.
His eye briefly caught sight of a mallard as it dipped into the lake some distance off before returning his attention the his neighbor.

"Oh, the usual, enjoying the peace and quiet from the hustle and bustle of the city, its much easier to paint out here than when constantly being bothered for favors and appearances at museums. While the attention is... sometimes nice, I prefer the quiet out here."

Patrick repositioned himself, getting more comfortable as he watched over the lake and the lovely woman in front of him. Seeing her hair wet as it was, just made her seem all the more lavacious.

"If your husband is being a prick, I suppose the best thing to do is get away from him until he stops being so. I understand some guys have their off moments though, though, no excuse for being said prick. I suppose he is... just insecure?"

The wind blew by lightly across the area during the bright clear warm day.

He took another drink.
 
She took another sip of her beer, knowing she was going to need a lot of alcohol tonight..lots of it. She sighed, looking out into the lake.

"You know, I thought coming up here would be good. Away from work, you know..the typical day to day stuff. But since we've been here he's done nothing but yell at me for not bringing the right stuff..just stupid shit." She said. Sex was out of the question too. Her husband hadn't touched her in quite some time.

"I'm sorry, you don't want to hear about what a major dick my husband is being." She laughed.
 
"Yo. I'm interested in whatever you have to talk about. You're stressed, and if you need to vent you can vent. I may not have planned on this conversation, but this is the kind of noise I like. Though I really don't like that he's been such a bitch to you, bs like that is never good to put up with, which is why getting away from the drama, taking a breather, is always a good idea."

The lake did look rather lovely today, if it weren't for the nature and minor bird watching, he'd even consider taking a dip in the water, or hell, do as she had attempted to do and just go nude. However, she was top priority at the moment, being there as it was.

"'Any activity not involving dickness, is a good way to distance yourself from the bad situation long enough to get your head on straight. So perhaps doing something different would be in order."

While humor wasn't his strong suit, he attempted a joke to try to alleviate her mood, "If he's going to be such a dick, he'll find he might not like the hole he gets stuck in next. Dicks get pushed into the wierdest of places."
 
She took another sip of her beer, laying down on the grass. It was nice to just lay out here and enjoy the breeze and not having to listen to her about stupid shit. Lately, even before they came up to the Lake, her husband was being a prick. He aggravated her to no end.

She laughed at his joke. "You're funny, aren't you?" She said, laying down on her stomach, facing him. She smiled a little, he was trying to make her feel better and she appreciated that. He was a good looking guy and she couldn't help but notice that, even if she was married.
 
"Now me," He said as he leaned forward and looked more directly at her, "I'd rather not put up with the bullshit that comes with being married. If I want to stay with a girl a long-ass damn time, I'd do it because I like her, I don't need to get married to be with someone I like a lot. While marraige probably has its perks, I just don't really see how its worth it, especially if you wind up marrying someone who doesn't give you a dollars worth of attention at least a day. Exception of being busy and tired of course, or being out of country for something. I just don't get people who get married just to fuck, and find out that they're actually totally incompatible."

Realizing his mood was coming off as soured, he changed his line of thought, "Being funny would be awesome. Seeing you having fun, would be quite nice as well. I say a pretty hardworking woman such as yourself needs a bit of fun now and then."
He gave her a thumbs up and chugged down a lot more of his beer.

"This is what a place like this is good for. Having nice laid back fun. Toss a football, chasing after squirrels, swimming and finding friendly fish, or fuck... skinny dipping in the pond. Sure there isn't a masseuse or a mani-pedi facility within 50 miles of here, but, I think the exchange is worth it, besides, what good would a mani-pedi do in a place as dirty as this?"

He snapped another beer out of the six-pack, "You can have another whenever you like, and if we run out, no worries, I have more back in the cabin."
 
"You know, most girls would hate it up here. But I actually like it. I'd enjoy it more if my husband wasn't a total dick." I laughed a little as I opened up another beer. I'd probably need a lot of alcohol in me tonight but talking to Patrick was helping. He was an amazing listener and he made me feel better about the shitty situation with my husband.

"Believe me, being married isn't all what it is cracked up to be. Especially if your husband doesn't even want to have sex. He much rather yell at me and tell me what a horrible wife I am." I say taking another sip of my beer. I honestly couldn't recall the last time we had sex. He hadn't touched me in a very long time.

"Again I'm sorry. I'm going to shut up because you don't want to hear about my pathetic life."
 
"You aren't getting laid? Even though you want it? Daaaamn Erika. You have me curious why you even put up with his crap. Of course... I guess that'd mean you talking more about stuff that just winds up reminding you of how much it sucks for you right now."

He thought for a moment.

"Alright then, how about this. Name one thing you'd most like to do right now, and I'll see about helping you do it. After all, an outing like this, should be fun. Hell, its not like I have anything better to do."

He ran a hand through his unkempt hair and leaned back further, emptying his can, grimacing at the taste at the bottom, "Okay, now that was bad."
 
She laughed as he got to the bottom of his can and commented on the taste. She finished off her can too, putting it down on the grass. She stood up from the grass and walked over to his chair. She knew she was taking a major risk. She sat down on his lap and put her hand to his cheek.

"Maybe I want to do something like this." She said, leaning down and kissing his lips.
 
He blinked, taken off guard entirely.
Without even thinking, he returned her kiss, pursing his lips and overtaking hers, putting a hand on her shoulder and beginning to rub it.

After the brief yet passionate kiss, he pulled away and finally came to awareness.

"Whoa. I knew you wanted some action, but me? Does he really deny you even your advances?"

He couldn't deny though, he was already getting somewhat turned on, but she was married.

He gazed into her eyes and could tell that she really wanted this, and understood it was a damned shame that a woman as lovely as she wasn't getting any physical passion. Still, better play it safe, she might not realize what she was doing yet.
 
She sat on his lap, facing his while she kept a soft hand at his face. She let her fingers stroke his cheek. "What do you mean? You're an attractive man." She whispered softly. "It's obvious you work out." She whispers, feeling his abs.

She slipped her hands up under his tee shirt, wanting to feel his soft skin under her hands.
 
She seemed to know what she was doing, and she was certainly quite persistant in getting what she desired.

Still a little hesistant, he only allowed himself to start rubbing her shoulders, loosening up some taut muscles.

"I take it this is what you want at this moment?" He asked curiously, trying his best to keep himself down.
"I can give you a massage if you'd prefer. While it isn't my specialty, it would help relieve some tension."

He tried to keep his blue eyes away from her own eyes, so not to reveal his increasing... hunger for her.
 
Obviously he wasn't attracted to her. But she attracted to him..a lot. He was strong, muscular. The way his tee shirt hugged his chest. But it painfully obvious to her that he didn't want her in the same way she wanted him. She put her hand on his thigh as she stood up.

"I guess I should go." She said. She had just made a total ass out of herself just to find out this smoking hot guy wanted nothing to do with her
 
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back onto his lap, "Yo. I never said I wanted you gone. Its not fair that you have to go stagnant like this. You want to be touched like you matter, given passion instead of bullshit. You're tired of waiting for what you want, nay, need. Who am I to deny a woman her needs?"

Seeing her down and rejected was the last thing he wanted for her, so, he took her face into his hands and kissed her again.
 
She was about to walk back to her cabin and probably fight again with her husband before she could get too far, Patrick grabbed her arm, pulling her back into his lap. Before she could say anything, he planted a kiss on her lips.

She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him again. He was such a good kisser and he was damned good looking too.
 
He lowered one hand from her cheeks and slid ito down over her arm and soon onto her side, squeezing her side gently, rubbing any tension that he could out of the spot.

Patrick continued to kiss her passionately, taking her mouth for his own, lashing his tongue out upon hers.

It wasn't long before Erika felt his excitement take shape, though he focused solely on giving her pleasure.
 
He lowered one hand from her cheeks and slid ito down over her arm and soon onto her side, squeezing her side gently, rubbing any tension that he could out of the spot.

Patrick continued to kiss her passionately, taking her mouth for his own, lashing his tongue out upon hers.

It wasn't long before Erika felt his excitement take shape, though he focused solely on giving her pleasure.
 
She couldn't help but kiss him deeper and more hungrily, he was such a damned good kisser. She broke off their kiss for a moment, resting her forehead to his. "Maybe we should go back to your cabin. It would be more private there." She whispered, caressing his strong chest.
 
He smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Good thing is, its just a short walk away."

Not wanting to waste any time, he placed an arm under her legs and behind her back, and gently picked her up in his arms as he got up.

He place her down about halfway there once he really started moving and had her follow him to his door.

He stopped to find his keys, which were in his back pocket.

Took him a short bit to get the right key though.

He opened the door and let her go through first.
 
She was glad that they were alone now because anyone could have seen them by the Lake and she didn't want anyone to see them and she didn't want to be interrupted with such a good man.

Once inside, she walked over to him and placed soft kisses along his neck. She could smell his cologne which smelled pretty damned good to her.
 
Liking the feel of her lips on his neck, he groaned lightly.
"We can do... anything you want."
He reached over and began rubbing the small of her back outwards, hoping to get out any tenderness she had in her body while he had the chance, pulling her closer to him simultaneously.
"You deserve better than what he gives you."
 
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