Brian's wife wasn't much for the outdoors or anything like that. Her brother had invited them up to the cabin to stay with his family and she had prompted him to go spend a couple of weeks by himself.
The camp was on a remote lake in Vermont about two hundred yards from the lakeshore. There was a thin stand of trees between the camp and the lake. Next to the lake was a boathouse where they kept a couple of canoes and various supplies.
He greeted his brother and sister in law, Donald and Phyllis and hugged his two nieces, Bonnie and Connie. Donald was more than ten years older than him. They didn't have a lot in common, but they both enjoyed fishing. The girls were were both very cute petite red heads, Connie with curly shoulder length hair. Bonnies was straight and long. Connie had graduated high school the spring before last. She was slender and fit. Bonnie was a year younger and turned eighteen in February. Still petite but with a body more soft and a round little butt.
The next day Brian spent fishing with Donald. In the evening, he decided to take a drive into the town about ten miles away from the opposite shore of the lake. He found a little bar and stopped to have two beers before driving back to the camp. It was around midnight when he returned. As he walked towards the camp, he noticed a dim light on in the boathouse through the trees and walked towards it suspecting that Donald had simply left a light on.
A little surprised, Brian opened the door to find Connie standing there and was greeted by the smell of pot smoke.
"You're getting high?" Brian questioned.
Connie just giggled. "uh huh... A little bit." She giggled again. "Want some?" She held a lit joint toward him.
"If we get caught out here it would be really bad." Brian said aprehensively.
"Pft..." Connie roled her eyes. " Me and Bonnie done a lot of 'bad' shit out here. We've never been caught. Mom and Dad are always in bed and sound asleep by nine. C'mon... Smoke with me, M'kay?"
Brian hit the joint and they passed it back and forth a couple of times. He tried not to make it obvious but he kept stealing glances at Connie's body. It was fine, trim and smooth. Her ass was tight and her little titties incredibly sexy like two small peaches. She had no bra under a tight fitting white tank top and was wearing short cut off jeans. She had a devilish grin and her eyes shone with the glaze of her buzz.
"Hey..." Connie paused momentarily. "Wanna fuck?"
"What!?" Brian stepped back in shock. "Are you serious?"