I live in the upper Midwest and as such have become an avid hunter. There are few better feelings as those you experience outdoors, in the woods, in the late fall. The trees have lost their leaves, the Winter cold air has moved in from the North and occasionally a fresh blanket of snow is on the ground. Today was no exception. I was out in the woods, in my favorite stand, watching and waiting. The others in my group all split up and were spread out within the 500 acre woods we were hunting.
The bluffs of northern Wisconsin along the Mississippi River are home to monster bucks. As I sat patiently waiting for my trophy buck to come into view, my cell phone vibrated in my pocket.
"Robert, come back to the house. There is a car waiting for you". The text was from my friend and roommate who is also named Bob. Bob, always so formal, owns the land we are hunting on. I wasn't sure what to make of it, but everyone must have headed to lunch. I climbed out of my stand and began the walk back to my friend's house.
I arrived fifteen minutes later and sure enough, there was a Red SUV in the driveway running which I didn't recognize. After dropping off my gear, I opened the passenger door and there she was waiting for me, Rachel. Rachel is my roomate Bob's on again off again girlfriend. Last I knew they were on again, and so my curiosity was peaked.
"What is going on?" I asked.
"What's going on is that Bob instructed me to pick you up and bring you to the rendezvous." I didn't know what to make of it but it was Bob's instructions so I went along.
Rachel is a fiery redhead with straight shoulder length hair and a pleasant face. I have never seen her without clothes, but could only imagine what she looks like naked. The nice swell beneath her sweater surely would be ample breasts that have gotten heavy with age and the curves under the jeans made my mouth water. At that moment, that was exactly what I was wondering.
