Jessie and I had been hiking all day. While the scenery was beautiful, it was still July and it was hot. I was thankful that we had chosen a campsite right next to the creek, its deep cool pools looked so inviting in the afternoon sun. We dropped our packs by our tent, and I sat down to unlace my boots and relax.
"It is hot as hell," I said, more just to say it than to get any kind of response.
"It really is," Jessie responded as she bent to take off her boots as well. I admired the view as she struggled to undo the double know, her shorts straining against her ass. "My clothes are soaked with sweat, I feel gross," she continued.
"You don't look gross," I responded, "You look sexy all sweaty." Jessie rolled her eyes at that and smiled as she got her second hiking boot off.
"Don't get any ideas," she said to me, "Not when I look and feel like this."
I shrugged in response, "I have no ideas, I just know I'm going to take off my clothes and get in that creek, that water looks amazing." I stripped off my sweaty t shirt and stepped out of my shorts. My socks had been taken off with the boots. I hesitated for a moment, then dropped my underwear. We had hiked for two days to get here, and hadn't seen anyone since 2 hours into the first morning, I figured we were pretty alone.