Justine searched through one site after another looking for the perfect geocaching hike for the day. She stumbled across one that was close by and was only a 2 star for difficulty and terrain; she printed it out and went to get her stuff packed. Justine and Chris threw their packs in the back of the truck and headed out on their hiking adventure.

When Chris and Justine arrived, they parked along the side of the road, grabbed their packs and found the trailhead. The hike began easy enough, walking at a slight incline, until they came across what looked like a wall of rocks. Chris thought they would be able to climb the rocks so they slowly started up, moving from one rock to another. As they worked their way up, it seemed as if the top got farther and farther away as new rocks began to appear around each bend.

Justine had a tough time with it, clearly not having spent enough time in the gym, she was panting about half way through, and asked Chris to stop and take a break. They decided to lay out a picnic lunch and enjoy the nice breeze and solitude the rocks had to offer. The air was cool as the sun hid behind clouds and Justine laid out on the rock and stretched her muscles.

Chris stared at Justine’s tan body all stretched out, amazed that he could still find his wife attractive after 10 years. Chris became excited when he saw Justine’s nipples begin to perk up beneath her tank top. Chris scooted closer to Justine as he ate his sandwich and began to run one hand up and down her legs gently.

Justine was lying their soaking up the chilly wind, trying to catch her breath and get her muscles to stop shaking, when she felt fingertips gently brushing over her skin causing goose bumps to appear immediately. She wasn’t sure, but she thought Chris might be teasing her in hopes of more. While she loved Chris’ openness to trying new things in their sex life, she found that Chris had always been shy about sex outdoors. Justine on the other hand, got wet just thinking about Chris pushing her up against the rocks and fucking her until she came.

As Chris’ hands reached Justine’s inner thigh, she slowly parted her legs to give him better access and to hopefully give him an open invitation to do what he pleased. They both continued to eat as he ran his hands up and down her now sensitive skin. Justine stared at him waiting for him to make the first move when she felt a wet drop on her head. Justine looked up hoping a bird hadn’t pooped on her and down came another drop. Pelt, pelt, pelt three more drops hit her skin hard when she and Chris realized it was starting to rain.

Chris and Justine bolted to attention and both began looking around the rocks quickly trying to find a place to hunker down and ride out the storm. Chris pointed out a small cave like nook under an overhanging rock. They grabbed their packs and ran those over to the cave and then they both went back and grabbed the remains of lunch.

As they both made it back over to the cave, Justine couldn’t help but laugh at the day’s series of events; starting with a hike gone so wrong and then the weathers change that had left them trapped in this small nook where they had to hunch over to keep from hitting their heads. Chris looked at her and then wiped his hand over her forehead and smiled. Chris pointed up at the water drops coming down from the ceiling and Justine realized she had been so lost in thought she had not noticed the drips hitting her.

Chris’ hand came back to her face only this time he ran his fingers over it, as if he was feeling it for the first time. He drew his face near hers and kissed her hard. Justine had not felt a kiss this passionate in years and she kissed him back as if releasing several years of pent up frustration. She tried to pull herself closer to nibble on his neck and whisper in his ear, but found that their lack of space was limiting her.

Chris also turned on by the moment, tried to swing his legs around so that he could scootch closer. Chris couldn’t move. There was not enough room between the floor and ceiling for him to crawl on her and not enough room backwards to get closer without getting wet. Chris’ eyes scanned the overhang and back out in the rain where he saw a small corner where they could stand up out of the rain. Chris gently took Justine’s hand and led her out of the overhang and out into the rain.

Justine was mesmerized by the feeling of the pelting rain and the cold wind. She stopped and pulled Chris to her with great force, pushing his body into hers. As she grabbed his ass with one hand and his back with her other, she forced her lips to his. Their tongues were wrestling for control when Chris grabbed Justine under the legs and lifted her up.

Justine wrapped her legs around Chris’ body and kept her lips kissing his neck as he carried her to the covered corner. Chris slammed her body into the rocks, but she was so lost in the moment that she did not care. Chris let go of her legs and let her stand on her own. He stared at her so intensely she almost looked away.

Chris very gently pulled her dripping hair out of her eyes, when they both looked at each other and laughed. They were both drenched and soaking wet from head to toe. As it became quiet again, they both stared at each other and the desire was back.

Chris immediately grabbed for Justine’s shirt and had it over her head and off to the ground. Chris then looked at his wife standing there so beautifully with her round breasts perched in a now soaked white cotton bra, the dark nipples protruding through the cloth. He began to trace his finger around the edges of the bra, teasing Justine with every movement and his eyes trying so hard to tell her how much he wanted her.

Justine stood still not wanting to disrupt the moment and enjoying the loving stare her husband was giving her body. She let him run his fingers across her chest and back, her skin tingling from the touch. She did not know where this man had been for the last few years, but she was in a trance to feel his hands on her body again.

Chris unsnapped her bra from the back and with one hand removed it while his other hand caressed her back and down her side in to the waist and out to the hip. His head moved back towards her neck and began softly kissing every inch of it, making the hair on her arms stand up. He could feel her breasts pressing against his body, the nipples tickling his skin. He moved for them slowly first with his fingers twisting and pulling them and then with his lips gently circling them, playing with them. He moved between her breasts and her soft belly enjoying the smoothness of her wet skin against his lips.

Justine could hold out no longer and gave in to the feeling of being touched again. She could barely breathe as he ran his hands down her sides feeling her curves. She had so missed the loving gaze and gentle touch her husband used to bestow on her. Somehow lost in the busyness of life, they had been living together and yet somehow felt like strangers lying next to each other. Justine started her hands at his shoulders and moved them down to his waist where she pulled at the bottom of his shirt and pulled it slowly over his head.

Both now lost in a trance, not noticing the rain or remembering that they were out in the open, risking being seen by another hiker, they continued to kiss each other on the mouth, neck, shoulders and collar bone, switching from deep and hard kisses to gentle kisses and nibbles. Chris moved his lips to her breasts and she squealed with delight.

Justine pulled Chris’ hands to her body and used them to slide her cotton shorts to the ground. She then took Chris’ hands and ran them around the edges of her cotton panties and then gently brushed them over the front of the panties just barely touching the clit, but causing her to gasp with pleasure. Again she used his hands to slowly pull the panties down, forcing his hands to run all the way down her legs and causing him to fall to his knees. Justine was already wet with anticipation of what he might do next.

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