mtn gal in hot water again

“OK we finally did our group trip to a remote hot spring a little time ago. If ya remember I was all up tight about sharing the experience with people other than my hubby. I like being naked but not for public viewing. Anyway I had told a friend about how much fun hubby and I had on our last visit and she started trying to get us to take her and others along for a hot springs trip. I didn?t tell her about the sex but she knew that traditional hot springs attire was none. I decided to try it with a group at least once. The group turned out to be one other couple (Emily & Ben) and one other girl (Beck). That makes only one person on the trip that has not seen me naked, the other male type person. The gals have been in locker room showers with me and hubby sees me exposed a lot. Now hubby hasn?t seen or been seen bare by any of them but me. I thinking, If he starts to put up a monument he better be lookin? at me.

The Idaho snow is on its way to the pacific early this year so we encountered some mud along with the wet snow. We got an early start so the we could travel before the mud thawed out. The one very cold stream crossing would also be easier before the sun loosens water up.

The drive is uneventful until we turn off the highway. Had to chain up all four wheels on the trucks and stay between the road markers. It was a little daunting but can out well.

On with the snowshoes and packs and we are off for a 4 mile or so jaunt to an early spring heaven in the Idaho mountains. I tried hike without the snowshoes but put them back on after digging a few post holes. It is half way between needing them and them just being in the way.

It?s a pleasant enough walk but then came the stream crossing. Unless you packed a dry suit the best attire is no pants. You are going to want to put them back on dry when you get out of the cold water. We must have looked pretty strange standing there in the snow wearing warm jackets with sandals and no pants. When did Emily start wearing thong underwear? Anyway, we cross and do the ?dance of warmth? with beet red legs. Dry pants are a great relief. Almost there now.

Here is the order, set up camp, collect fire wood, start fire, jump in water, eat dinner whenever and jump back in water. When we get to ?jump in water? number one I?m a little nerves but try not to show it. I couldn?t help but check out the others a little. I?m sure they are doing the same clandestinely. I don?t remember Beck?s butt being that big or her boobs either. I find myself being pretty proud that hubby?s bod is my private play thing, Beck and Emily can eat their hearts out. All this takes about three minutes and then we are just five friends sitting around talking. We just happened to be naked, outdoors in a hot spring. Nothing sexual about it. In a way I am both relieved and disappointed. I need to rethink my attitude toward the social nude thing. I think I like it.

While the hot spring was devoid of any noticeable sexual substance the tents were not. Hubby and I were having a hard time keeping from giggling to loud at the antics we hear from Emily and Ben?s tent. They are trying real hard to be quite but some things aren?t so easily hidden. It doesn?t bother me, I have my own distraction, but I?m hoping Beck is not awake or embarrassed or jealous.

Morning is nude breakfast in hot water and then back the way we came. I?m dying to ask Emily where the mosquitoes came from. The ones they were swatting on their tent walls last night. But I am nice and hold my tongue.