Camping Curiosity

"Quit before you dig the hole you're in any deeper," Charlotte stated firmly. She knew he was telling the truth though. You could trust that Ben was being genuine in how attractive he said he found her half-naked body. Despite herself, Charlotte was partially blushing from the attention. She had long harbored some exhibitionist tendencies and fantasies, and although she never shared them with her husband, she knew deep down she wasn't only flushed from the embarrassment. In fact, she harbored some attraction to Ben as well she never told her husband about. The exuberant compliments from a man other than her husband helped her feel sexier, even though she was genuinely a little angry and completely caught off guard by Jason's actions. For the life of her, she couldn't understand why he had done such a thing.

"See, and you thought you weren't going to have the chance to see a nice rack this weekend," Jason called out to Ben. Jason kept surprising himself because nearly as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he second guessed whether he was pushing his luck with his wife, and furthermore, why he seemed to take any pleasure at all in his wife's exposure. He guessed it must be the booze and the nice weather getting the best of him. He made a mental note to himself to take it easy the rest of the night and not get too carried away. He and Ben used to throw down pretty heavily back in their college days and he still occasionally had a habit of tying off a few too many with his friend.

"That's probably the nicest pair I've ever seen," Ben called back unable to hold his comments to himself with the influence of the alcohol flowing through his veins. Charlotte's face flushed a deeper red as she heard Ben's comment.

"I'm going to lie on my towel for a bit, you two idiots sound like you need to lend each other a hand out there." Charlotte tried her best to march off confidently and without regard to her husband and Ben's immature antics and snickering. She couldn't help but feel self-aware of the way her ass swayed as she walked to her towel and resisted the urge to look back and see if Ben was checking her out. She needed to cool off and sought another cold beer to help calm her nerves from the embarrassment and excitement. Charlotte held the cool can against her chest and her cheeks and neck for a moment before cracking it open and sipping from it and lying back on the sun-warmed towel. A short while later the men came to join her up on the beach and lay out with her.

"Here you go dude, thanks for inviting me on this trip by the way," Ben called out to Jason as he tossed him a can without even checking to see if he wanted one. Despite his earlier reservations, Jason popped the tab and joined his friend and wife in having another. He didn't feel drunk, just a little uninhibited, so he felt it was fine to keep the good times flowing.

Charlotte meanwhile had feelings stirred inside of her she'd never consciously paid much attention to. The whole time her husband and Ben walked up out of the water to come meet her and layout in the sun by her side, Charlotte was eyeing each of them down. Her husband, Jason, was a bit more of a rugged looking guy. He had a medium build, full but manicured facial hair that was a chestnut color matching his short cropped brown hair on his head. His chest and stomach weren't overly hairy, but he had a nice happy trail on a flat stomach that disappeared down into his swim trunks that she always found sexy. While not as muscular as he was in college, Charlotte was very happy with how toned her husband remained after three years of marriage and a job that mostly consisted of desk work.

Comparatively, her husband's friend Ben had a body that stood in pretty good contrast to Jason's. He was about the same height, maybe slightly shorter than her husband's six foot frame, but he had a medium-length blonde mane of hair on his head that always seemed to fall in some unruly manner that still appeared sexy, like he was trying and somehow not trying at the same time. He was always clean shaven, and his toned abs and chest were smooth and his skin was tan. He had a bit more muscular build than her husband as well because he was pretty focused on being a gym rat in order to stay in shape as much as he could since he constantly seemed to be actively dating.

Looking at the two of them side-by-side chatting and laughing away got her thinking some rather lecherous thoughts that she tried to push away from her mind in the current moment. Ever since her husband pulled her top up, she had sexual thoughts racing through her mind that she was now trying to push away.

The remainder of the evening was filled with leisurely activities that included building a fire to lounge around and cook on. They ate a simple meal of hot dogs and chips and some pre-packaged snacks as dessert along with a few s'mores for each of them. That evening they mainly just bullshitted around the fire eating and talking about life problems and opinions. The group reminisced about old college stories and Ben lightheartedly was able to share a lot of old dating mishaps and war stories about his ex-girlfriends. Ben thanked them profusely for giving him the chance to get outdoors and out of his usual habit and routine.

Ben was the first of the three to start dozing off in his camping chair. Charlotte took notice and was the first to mention they should all start making a move to get to sleep. Ben rubbed his eyes and checked his phone at the car briefly and informed the others that they had no missed calls or messages. Ben made a quick joke about having multiple emails and app notifications on his phone, but agreed not to check them before his friends could give him too hard of a time.

Each of them grabbed a few belongings to take with them to go to the campground restrooms so they could change and brush their teeth before passing out in the tent. Charlotte looked in her bag when she got to the bathroom and realized she had brought a night gown that was a bit risqué to consider wearing with just herself, her husband, and another man alone in the tent together. It was very simple, and not meant to be exceptionally sexy lingerie, but it was older, and well-worn. Because of that, it hung a little more loosely over her ample breasts and it came up fairly short at the thigh, just falling below her ass cheeks. She remembered packing it on somewhat of a whim, not intending to wear something revealing around Ben, she threw it in her bag half-expecting him to cancel since his girlfriend and he broke up. Charlotte pondered whether to wear the black nightgown for comfort and risk more potential exposure, or just opt to sleep in a pair of shorts and a sports bra she knew would be far more modest. In the soft yellow light of the campground bathroom, she grabbed the black nightgown and pulled it over her bare breasts and soft skin. With a mischievous feeling, she reached back in the bag and grabbed out a lacy black thong. Again she remembered having packed some of these items earlier in the week anticipating it might end up just being her and her husband. She slipped the thong up her legs and could hardly contain her grin as she brushed her teeth and then went outside to wait for her husband and Ben. If he feels like it's funny to show me off, we'll see how much he's laughing when his friend gets an eye full of this, Charlotte thought to herself.

"Whoa, geez Charlotte, what are you doing dressed in that?" Jason asked his wife when he stepped out of the bathroom and saw her standing there waiting in the black nightgown in the soft glow of the building's exterior light. Even in the dim light, Charlotte's nipples were standing out and hard to miss. There was an exceptional amount of cleavage in the front of the outfit that was on display.

"What do you mean? It's my nightgown. I'm going to go to sleep in it, duh." Charlotte said it as plainly and defiantly as she could muster, attempting to avoid detection of the fact that the thought of being exposed again was exciting her as well. Somehow, so long as she felt that it wasn't intentional when she was exposed, it not only made it sexier, but somehow, it seemed to deflect any guilt she felt about inviting it to happen.

"I mean, you look like you're about to spill right out of that thing is what I mean. Don't you think that's a bad idea to wear to bed with Ben sleeping in the same tent as us tonight?" Jason asked.

"It's weird, because I would have expected you to think of that when you pulled up my bathing suit top when we were swimming earlier. So, with that being the case, I just figured maybe I could choose how I get to sleep comfortably at night and that it wouldn't be a big deal to Mr.-Shows-His-Wife-Off'," Charlotte snapped.

"Hey, everything ok?" Ben interrupted the two of them as he stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of pajama bottoms and a short-sleeved t-shirt. "Hey, great nightgown Charlotte," Ben added ignorant of the minor squabble the garment had just been the center of.

"Thanks Ben, I appreciate it. It looks nice doesn't it? I mean, it's old, but it's not bad," Charlotte asked as she made a show of turning in a full circle to show it off completely to Ben's gaze. Once half around, Charlotte looked over her shoulder at Jason with a smoldering gaze daring him to pipe up and enjoying the look of discomfort in his face. She felt it was sufficient payback to make him squirm after his little stunt earlier in the day.

"Yeah, it looks really good. Looks comfortable." Ben was genuinely ignorant of the tension he was contributing to, but enjoyed the opportunity to look at Charlotte's body under such close proximity. She was voluptuous in every sense of the word, average height, with curves in all the right places, and he couldn't help finding her attractive despite the fact that she was his best friend's wife. He'd never make a move on her out of respect for Jason, but he couldn't help but notice how her large breasts looked as they hung freely in the nightgown unrestrained by a bra or the confines of a bathing suit top.

"Thanks Ben, why don't we hit the tent and get to sleep." Charlotte turned triumphantly and walked back in the direction of their campsite as Jason and Ben followed closely behind. Her ass swayed tantalizingly in front of Jason and Ben the whole way to the tent. Jason assumed that it was his own comeuppance that she was acting a bit salty after his earlier stunt in the lake. He reminded himself not to do anything dumb again the remainder of the trip. He was already feeling a bit jealous with the way she was acting in the moment and he didn't want to see what else she might do if he provoked her any further. Jason wasn't interested in that kind of a game of chicken.

Once they arrived back at the tent, the three of them all made arrangements to sleep as comfortably as possible. With the fire out, they all noted that it was actually a bit chilly in the evening despite the heat of the afternoon earlier. The tent was advertised as a four person tent, but true to form, tents advertised as such usually comfortably slept one or two people fewer than they were labeled for. The tent did fit all three of them in there, but not much more than a good bit of elbow space was left between them. Jason and his wife always slept facing one another at home, and their frequent camping trips sort of predisposed them to fall into old habits which meant that Charlotte took up the middle space of the tent as usual, with her husband Jason on the left side from the front opening of the tent. Ben tried to be as little of a bother as possible and appeared to want to get to sleep as quickly as possible because they were all slowly losing the wonderful buzzes they kept throughout the day. While trying to be as minor of a nuisance as he could, he slipped in to the right side of the tent without arguing. The sleeping arrangements included inflatable padding for each of them, and Charlotte and Jason were used to helping accommodate the occasional friend making a trip with them but whom wasn't always prepared to camp. Because of this, they had a large blanket spread across the three inflatable mats. They then placed a big two-person sleeping bag atop that for Jason and Charlotte to cozy inside of. This left Ben with getting a blanket to lie beneath him, and one to cover himself with.

Slowly the group settled in with Ben on his back and snoring after only a short while. After hearing Ben doze off so quickly, Jason tried to take the opportunity to apologize to his wife as they lay facing one another in bed and kissed each other gently before saying goodnight.

"Sorry about earlier today honey, I shouldn't have done that bit at the lake with pulling your top up. I mean, I was just trying to do something to prove to you how attractive I think you are, and how attractive I know you deserve to feel. With as much as Ben is a bit of a hound dog, I guess I just knew he'd say it like it is, you know, and with as many beautiful women as he's been with, I just thought if he told you he saw you as hot like that it'd be something you knew was true and not just biased because I'm your husband." Jason's words were genuine and he tried his hardest to truly express his feelings toward his wife.

"Yeah, well, you sure have a funny way of showing how you appreciate me. I mean, I was pretty pissed off, but it's water under the bridge. It's not like anyone got hurt or anything out there, and despite being pretty embarrassed, or mortified might be a better way to say it, I guess it did boost my self-esteem to see how he reacted. You should have seen his eyes. They looked like they were about to pop out of his head," Charlotte laughed.

"Well, sorry again, I'll try better to not do anything so dumb again. Goodnight, honey," Jason said before leaning in for a quick affectionate peck on her lips.

"Goodnight." Charlotte felt her husband's lips on her own and she curled up content and happy to slowly drift off to sleep. Charlotte's eyes were closed and she was feeling nestled and the heavy feeling of her pending slumber began to wash over her when suddenly she heard the rustle of fabric behind her and then she felt a strong arm wrap around her and snake under her own arm to grab a hold of her left breast. For one brief moment, the haziness of her mind almost having slipped off to sleep caused her to feel as though it was just the pleasant familiar embrace of her husband trying to become amorous with her. The fog was lifted abruptly when she had the quick realization that it was Ben sleeping behind her and not her husband since he was in the usual position he sleeps in in their tent. "Ben!" Charlotte called out in a tone that was somewhere between a whisper and a yell. The sound was still enough to startle and alert Jason though.

"Charlotte, what's going on?" Jason asked, sounding as though he was still lifting himself from a semi-conscious state of sleep as well.

"Ben! Are you awake?" Charlotte asked trying to address Ben directly without specifically responding to her husband's question. Ben snored and shuffled a bit, but otherwise was unmoved and soundly asleep.

"Babe, what's the problem, he's asleep," Jason whispered back in the dark.

"That's the problem, he uhh...he kind of umm..." Charlotte began.

"What's the problem? Just spit it out so we can get some sleep," Jason said exasperated by his wife's inability to complete her thought.

"He's got his hand on my tit!" Charlotte fired back in her whisper yell.

"What the fuck?" Jason said in a normal and shocked tone of voice.

"Shhhh...I don't think he knows it because he's asleep. I don't think we have to wake him up, we can probably just move him," Charlotte stated plainly. Charlotte had since regained her composure after the initial shock. Having allowed herself to have the erotic thoughts she had earlier in the day that sort of mentally primed her sexually, she was getting even more of a kick out of this as a cheap thrill. Internally, Charlotte thought about her attraction to Ben and her husband both, and somehow felt okay to accept and allow herself the opportunity to cheekily enjoy the situation knowing that Ben was passed out behind her. She even nudged him with her elbow a couple of times, trying to see if he'd move. No response came other than the occasional snore. He'd shuffle a bit and grab her breast even harder for a split second and nuzzled into the back of her neck as he spooned her. Charlotte felt the heat rising in her cheeks all over again as Ben's hand cupped her breast. His unconscious manipulations even had popped her left nipple out of the top of her nightgown and she had to work to suppress both a giggle and a moan from the sensations of Ben's touch.

"What do you mean he grabbed your breast?" Jason's voice returned to a whisper.

"I think he must just be used to spooning Stacy when they slept together because he's just kind of absentmindedly spooning me as if it's the most natural thing in the world. Here, I'm going to try and move him," Charlotte said as she tried to push back harder with her left elbow. This time she was genuinely trying to move Ben in a gentle manner. She felt she got her quick cheap thrill and was trying to fix the problem before Jason had a fit.

"Let me see," Jason said as he clicked on the soft blue light of their battery-operated lamp. It was only meant as a soft light for relaxing or doing minimal tasks inside of a tent or finding your way on a trail without stumbling over everything in your path. The light was faint enough not to disturb Ben from waking up, and Jason remembered not being sure why he cared about waking him up at this point, but for some reason he did. Sure enough, once he lifted the sleeping bag, Jason could see his wife was telling the truth. Ben had curled up behind her and snaked his hand through the open end of the sleeping bag on Charlotte's side. In the soft glow, he saw his wife gently trying to elbow Ben back and Ben had his left paw draped over Charlotte with it clutching a healthy handful of his wife's large breast. He saw his wife's exposed nipple poking out through two of his friend's fingers and a quick pain of jealousy welled up inside of him. He surprised himself with how quickly he felt the heat of that jealous emotion race through his body. Despite himself though, he knew Ben was really asleep and this wasn't his fault, so he tried to rationalize that if they acted calmly, the best bet was to try and move him without him knowing. For some reason, Jason had a fear that if Ben woke up with his hand on Charlotte's half-naked body, it'd be something Ben would rib him about forever.

"What should we do?" Charlotte asked.

"Here, I'll try to just move his hand and I'm sure it'll be fine." Jason convinced himself this was both a simple and logical solution. In his mind, Jason envisioned simply moving Ben's hand and that he'd just roll over and away from his wife and that'd be the end of it. Jason lifted his friends hand at the wrist and placed it back and behind his wife's body. In the process of extricating Ben's hand, the side of Charlotte's nightgown was pulled away even more, completely exposing Charlotte's entire left breast as the loose material fell down further. Charlotte tried to help add an elbow to push him back and the two of them, quietly succeeded in gently pushing Ben back without him waking up.

They quickly found the solution to be temporary. Ben, having been placed in an awkward sleeping position, rustled a bit and again moved to fall back into a natural spooning position behind Charlotte. He again wrapped a left arm over her waist, with his hand coming home to roost on her now completely bare breast. Jason looked on as it happened, and he could have sworn he saw Charlotte's nipple harden in response to Ben's touch, and saw her breathe change cadence with him holding her breast once again.