Once standing, she looked at me and raised her eyebrows proudly. “Very good.” I said. She crept delicately towards the tent, looking around to see if anyone was watching her. The other campers had settled in to their dinners and fire-circles, though they were all still clearly within sight. From the picnic table, I watched her step slowly, deliberately, like a hunting cat, her eyes darting back and forth. The sight was oddly arousing, and I found myself rubbing my cock as I looked on. Elysa was nearly to the tent when a wind kicked up and blew her top to the side. Instinctively, she reached up to grab it, realizing too late that in doing so she had let go of her panties. They fell to the ground and she stood nude for an instant. “Aiieee!” She cried out in surprise as she sprinted at the tent and dove in, laughing at herself as she rolled on the air mattress. Looking around, I saw her scream had caught the attention of our neighbors. I don't know what they saw, but I'm pretty sure the boy's eyes were wide as a startled deer. A few minutes later she emerged, dressed in a small zip-up sweatshirt, yoga pants, and flip flops. She'd folded down the waistband of her tights to show her indian hipbones and midriff, and had only zipped the shirt halfway. I could see enough of her tanned chest to notice she had nothing on under it. She fetched her panties off the ground and came up behind me with a hug. Placing her hand on my crotch and lightly stroking my cock over my shorts, she whispered into my ear, “I like this game.” I turned to face her, smiled, and pulled her zipper a couple of inches lower. “Good. I like it too.” After dinner I built a campfire while Elysa cleaned up the dishes. A few other groups had settled in to the campground for the weekend, and a buzz of activity – music, drinking, laughing – began to rise around the lake rim as the light dimmed. My suspicions were also confirmed when I noticed the teenage son of our neighbors was walking past our site to the bathroom with conspicuous frequency, each time not-so-cleverly stealing glances at Elysa's revealing outfit. I was a little disappointed that we weren't going to have total privacy tonight, but a little excited now that I'd seen what fun we could have without it. Elysa finished cleaning and joined me by the fire, tossing a wool blanket over her legs and slinking back into her camp chair. I lit a joint and passed it to her. She took a puff, and blew tight smoke rings up at the sky. She handed the joint back and stretched out. The flames licked her bare chest with flashes of orange light, shadows playing on the subtle curvature of her A-cups. As the weed kicked in, she idly skimmed her fingers up and down along the zipper of her shirt, humming to herself with pleasure and amusement. The fire amateur light occasionally caught a deep red on her areola or a flicker on her silver nipple piercing as she brushed the fabric out if its way. “So, what next?” She said, drawing her hand down her chest and under the blanket. “Eager for more?” She nodded. The blanket rose and fell slowly as she gently rubbed herself in anticipation. I took a long drag off the joint and thought for a second. “Okay... this one's a little more risky. That boy's going to walk by again.” I gestured with my head to the neighboring site. “When he does, he'll see what he's been trying to see all night.” I looked down at her chest. Mmmm, you know that I have told you that I don't always have a satisfying cum when I am on my own. That was one great reception—best I’ve been to in years.” Everyone here is so nice, so gentle and so incredibly amateur sexy. You didn’t pass out, you went unconscious,” smiling as she tells Missy. That all changed though when his assistant informed her that Nick Cressmont would like to extend the business arrangement they had moving forward and wished to take her out for lunch the following Saturday. Now she knew. Slowly I could feel Paul's rock traveling right into my tight little asshole. “Where?” I sputtered out. “Just tell her she’s free,” Justina replied, “she’ll beg you to keep her, but you just have to indian insist, and eventually, she’ll leave your service.” Savoring all the sensations flooding her body. "Sweetie your mother doesn't like it and you can't do it anymore and that's that!' Esther was the only one who’d be able to convince Sebastian to give them more time.