It's day 3 at camp and Vanessa is ready to go home. The summer heat is getting to her but the kids she's chaperoning weren't bothered by the humidity, insects and general wildlife in the park. Oh and she also missed her fiance badly.
"Ms Vanessa!" Jamie called, tugging at Vanessa's denim cutoff shorts. Vanessa jumped at being pulled away from dreamland with her fiance fucking in their apartment bedroom.
"Jeez Jamie, you startled me. What is it?"
"The school bus is here," Jamie pointed to the yellow bus in the parking lot. "Shall we start packing?"
'Oh thank god,' Jamie thought to herself but instead said, "Yeah sure, tell the rest to gather their things. We'll leave in an hour okay?"
"Okay Ms Vanessa!," Jamie said enthusiastically and ran back to his group of friends.
Vanessa walked to her tent to put her things together. About 20 minutes later, she heard her name being called. She paused to wonder who it could be as the voice did not belong to any one of the 12-year-olds that she knew.
The voice was deep and gruff. It reminded her of Kevin, her fiance. Just imagining hearing Kevin's voice as he whispered dirty things while being fucked as she lay on her stomach got her pussy pulsating and moist.
"Ms Vanessa? I was told you're in here. I'm Josh, the bus driver."
Vanessa snapped back to reality. "Yes I'm in here. Give me a sec and I'll be right out."
She could hear him pacing outside as his shoes trampled over dried leaves, twigs and dead branches strewn all over the natural landscape.
Vanessa came out of her tent and gasped at what she saw. Josh had to be over 6 feet. Josh's broad chest and firm nipples poked out of the grey t-shirt he was wearing. The bottom of his t-shirt sway freely with the breeze, it's movement not constrained and fixed in place by a bulging gut. No, Josh had the proverbial washboard abs. Vanessa imagined running her wet tongue between his ab muscles, slowly working her way down to his..
"Are you alright Ms Vanessa? You look a little pale," Josh asked.
Vanessa's face flushed red. "Oh yes. Sorry I zoned out," she said, hoping Josh didn't read too much into her momentary absence. "I was really excited to be on that bus by sundown. I'm more than ready to go home."
"Well about that, I'm afraid I have some bad news," Josh said as he took off his worn-out NY baseball cap.
"What is it?"
"Well the bus died the moment I parked it. I tried to start it again but it just wouldn't. I'm guessing that the battery's dead."
"What! How are we gonna get back?" Vanessa took a few steps closer to Josh. She could catch a whiff of his musky aftershave.
"Well don't worry about that Ms Vanessa," Josh said holding both his palms outward. "I called my buddy who owns a workshop about 2 hours south of here, but since it's getting dark, he can only come tomorrow morning. So I suggest that we put up another night and leave in the morning. He owes me a favour so he should be here by 7.30am."
Vanessa was growing frustrated but she knew arguing with him over this would be pointless. Josh was right. They had no choice but to wait it out. She wasn't too concerned with extending the camp for another night. They still had plenty of food and all she had to do was call 8 sets of parents and get them up to speed. She also had to call Kevin and tell him that their dinner reservation has to be pushed to the following day or week.
It was 9pm and all the kids were gathered around the campfire, roasting fish kebab over the crackling flames. Josh, who was listening to music in the bus, joined them for dinner. The camp was dark with the only source of light coming from the fire and the full moon. Vanessa was getting a little scared after hearing tales of the supernatural from Josh and the kids, but having Josh sit next to her gave her some comfort and warmth, more than the fire ever could.
She laughed a lot though. With every bouts of laughter, she inched closer and closer towards Josh, hoping that he wouldn't notice. Josh, however, did notice her soft breasts jiggling in her low-cut tank top. Josh was an expert in taking in good views with the quickest of glances. Her long brown hair flowed over her shoulders, resting where her nipples would be poking out if she hadn't worn a bra. He also noticed her coming closer and closer. Josh felt some heat on his cock. It was pressing against his jeans.
Every now and then the kids said or did something funny and she'd laugh and nonchalantly slap Josh's right knee and thigh. This didn't help quell the bulge in his jeans.
It was 10.30pm and the campfire had died down to ember. "It's bedtime kids," Vanessa said as she got up off the log. The kids tried to stage a revolt but they were too tired to be persistent. Eventually they gave up and started cleaning up around the campfire.
"Thanks Ms Vanessa," Josh said as he stood up.
"Oh please, just call me Vanessa. I'm not your teacher," Vanessa said as she twirled her hair around her finger. Was she flirting with Josh? Vanessa knew it was wrong but carried on with her playfulness.
Josh laughed and said, "Okay Vanessa. If I had a teacher like you back in school I'd probably have a tough time concentrating in class, that's for sure."
"Why's that?"
"Well cos you're one hell of a hot teacher!" Josh said.
"You're just teasing. I bet you had way hotter teachers in school." Vanessa couldn't hide her flushed face any longer. Plus the vodka she had been sipping off her flask helped loosen her inhibitions.
"Nah, you're definitely on my 'top-ten hot teacher' list for sure," Josh said. "Hey since it's getting late I'll head to the bus and sleep there. If you need anything, just knock on the door okay?"
