It was during summer, a couple of months ago, when my wife Fran and I went for a day trip to a river in the mountains about an hour and a half’s drive out of town.

The place I was headed for was a beautiful river that winds through a steep valley in between tall trees on the mountainside.  The river is not easy to access but I knew a 4x4 only track that lead to a small clearing about fifteen minutes off the main road.

The day started perfectly, the sun was shining, and it was warm but not too hot.  When we finally arrived, I was relieved to see that we had the place to ourselves.  As I set up our picnic I thought the clearing is a long way from the main road and we both knew that we’d hear a vehicle coming along the track well before they saw us, so we could sit back and relax.

The seclusion of our picnic place gave Fran the confidence she needed to fully enjoy the sun and I watched as she had a furtive look around the area, just to make sure the cost was clear, and started unbuttoning her top.  She threw it on to the ground beside her and slipped off her pants. I’m glad to say that she didn’t need a lot of encouragement.

Seeing her standing there in nothing but her bra and panties brought a huge smile to my face.  Then, much to my delight she reached around, unclipped her bra, and threw it beside her top.  I loved seeing her beautiful big breasts bounce free and stood back to admire the size and shape of her breasts with the ripe red raspberry nipples crowning her large, pale areola.

With my heart in my mouth, I waited with growing anticipation and hope.  'Yes!' I exclaimed under my breath as she pulled down her panties, stepped out of them and threw them on the pile of clothes beside her.  Naked!  What a beautiful sight!  I loved it and took my time admiring her body as she bent over to spread her towel out on the ground, her beautiful curving ass and the soft honey blonde pubic hair clearly visible between her lovely naked thighs.

There is something about outdoor nudity that I love.  I think it’s the combination of beauty, nature, and naughtiness.  I loved seeing the contrast of her soft pale curves against the straight dark lines of the surrounding trees and the hard, cold rocks on the river bank.

I spent a little time setting out the food and wine we packed for lunch as Fran laid on her towel reading her book.  It was so peaceful and quiet there.  The only sounds were the birds singing happily in the trees and water babbling by in the river.

Suddenly we heard a noise…

It happened so quickly that we had no time to react.  Voices?  Yes, it was definitely voices; men’s voices.

In an instant, two fishermen, fishing rods in hand, wading up the river, caught sight of Fran sitting there stark naked.  She was totally exposed, her tits, her pussy, everything was on show.  She sat bolt upright and just stared at the men as if frozen with horror.  As realisation slowly dawned on her she desperately tried to cover herself with her hands and arms.  It was only a few seconds but to me it seemed like time had stopped.  I could see her cheeks glowing a hot, bright red.  I don’t think I’d even seen her looking so embarrassed. 

Coming to her senses, she leapt up, yelled ‘Shit!’ and ran off to hide behind a tree.

The three of us had a great view of her as she made a dash for the trees, her lovely big tits bouncing up and down as her pale white naked ass disappeared around the tree.  I found myself caught between a desire to look at the reactions on the men’s astonished faces and the sight of my naked wife running off into the bushes and, like the centre court umpire at the tennis, I valiantly tried watching both wonderful sights as the scene unfolded.

Fortunately the guys were very good natured about it and thankfully they didn’t approach us.  They simply beamed two enormous smiles at her.  ‘Hello’, said one, ‘it’s nice to see you!’

‘Ah, there she goes,’  said the other.

‘The catch of the day.’

‘The one that got away.’   

They both laughed and continued on their way.   I couldn’t help myself and I laughed with them too, although I have to say I loved them seeing her like that.  In many ways it was a wish come true.

It took Fran another couple of minutes to come out from her hiding place behind the tree. She was still naked and glowing a bright crimson red.  She looked at me and said, ‘Have they gone?’

‘Yes,’ I said.

‘Are you sure?  Ohhh, that was sooo exciting.’

With that she went back to her towel, laid down and said, ‘Richard, come here, I want you to fuck me.’