1. Lake District Holiday (part 5)


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: nickitaylor, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    It was way too early in the morning. Saul had called up from the lobby at 6:30; Jen and I were supposed to be ready to go, but we were far from it. I told Saul we’d meet him, Mike and Lisa in the restaurant. We got down there by 6:45, wolfed down some tea and toast and off we went. We all piled into Mike’s car (Lisa in the front with Mike, me and Jen either side of Saul). Mike claimed that the walk we were doing today was a stroll in the park. What a joker! It was a short drive to Ambleside, which is a few miles North of Windermere at the head of the lake. Once we parked, he showed us where our walk began: up a steep track. “Honestly,” he said, “The views at the top are magnificent. You won’t be disappointed.” If I hadn’t spent so much of the previous day wet and naked, I might have enjoyed the walk more but the sun was out and there was hardly a cloud in the sky, so at least I was warm. We followed the steep track until we came to a step stile set into a wall to our left. Then we followed a trail (no less steep) up through a field and past another dry stone wall. There, the terrain flattened out a little and Mike pointed out where we needed to go. “Just up there,” He said. “We’ve broken the back of the walk now.” “Thank God,” panted Jen. My sentiments exactly. Looking back on it, the remaining climb really wasn’t that bad, and from the rocky outcrop at the top, the views down to Ambleside, and its Roman fort as well as the magnificent view down the lake were worth it--but ...
    neither Jen nor I were about to let on to Mike and Saul. Lisa (we told Blackthorn she was having the day off) was quiet and apparently much fitter than me or Jen. We all sat down to admire the view. Because we had set off so early, we were the only people there. Later on, in an hour or two, there’d be many more hikers taking in that same view, according to Mike. Saul got out his camera and took a picture of the view down the lake. Then he invited me, Jen and Lisa to have our pictures taken. He took one or two and then Jen, in playful mood, pulled up her fleece, T-shirt and bra. “Well, if you won’t stop taking pictures, let’s give you a more interesting subject.” Saul was only too happy to oblige. “Come on girls,” said Jen. “Going to join me?” Lisa looked a little wary and stepped away from us. But I unzipped my top, and pulled up my bra giving Saul a nice big smile for his flashing snap. “Come on,” said Mike. There’s somewhere else I want to show you. We retraced our steps back down our final assent, and then Mike lead us the short distance to a tarn--the Cumbrian word meaning small lake--it had a small island in the middle. “Fancy a swim?” Jen was in a sarcastic mood, “Oh no!” she said, “And I forgot to bring my swimming costume.” Mike laughed, and pulled his shirt over his head. “No worries,” He replied as he pulled off his boots. “So did I.” “I thought as much.” said Jen. Saul joined in and started to take his clothes off too, but Lisa and I were the slowest. “Last one to ...
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