All Characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 18.
A Note from Nikki: I wrote the first part of this story a long time ago (it was published in 2007! Wow I just had to look that up and hadn't realised it had been so long!) but finally decided to publish the next part of it here after much neglect. I hope that you, my loyal fans enjoy it and forgive me the ridiculous delay. There's a third part that completes the story that will be published in a month or so.
Licks and kisses,
Nikki
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Dave woke to the sound of birds greeting the dawn and groaned. He didn't want to be awake so early, but the instant that he did wake, he became aware of his desperate need to pee. He threw back the canvas of his swag and stumbled out to the designated tree. He breathed deeply of the fresh clean air as he held his cock and allowed the pent up piss to flow. He was almost finished when he heard the snap of a branch indicating that someone was coming. He turned to warn whoever it was that he was there only to find May frozen mid-stride.
"Sorry," she said, clearly not having expected anyone to be there.
"No problem," Dave replied, turning a little so that he wouldn't be putting his cock on display for his sister-in-law. He was surprised when there was no immediate sign of her leaving. She just stood there until he'd finished, then moved nearby so that she too could pee. "Well, have fun," he laughed as he left her to her morning ablutions. He looked back over his shoulder for a second glance as he walked away. She wore a loose fitting t-shirt and a pair of short shorts that were barely visible under its hem.
He returned to his swag, wondering just how much May had seen. To think that he could have just flashed her after fucking her daughter the day before! He lay in his swag and tried to sleep, but it didn't work. With a sigh, he climbed back out, pulled on his shorts, a t-shirt and a warm vest and set about bringing the camp fire back to life. With the fire going nicely he set about breakfast for himself, grabbing bacon, eggs and his cast iron fry pan. It was soon sizzling away and smelling fantastic.
"That's cruel you bastard," he heard from Phil and May's tent. "We can smell it in here you know."
"Not my problem," Dave called back. He grabbed a beer and cracked it.
"That really seals it," Phil laughed from within the tent. Dave heard movement.
"Beer already?" May called out.
"Its tradition," Dave called back just as Phil emerged from the tent.
"Grab me one Bro," Phil said as he turned toward the designated toilet area. He returned moments later and took the beer that Dave passed to him.
"Sleep well?" Dave asked.
"Like a baby," Phil replied.
"Like a baby freight train," May complained as she crawled through the door of the tent on her hands and knees. Dave laughed and looked to see her emerge. She still wore the loose-fitting t-shirt and the v-shaped neck line hung low enough to give him a good view down the front. He quickly turned away, despite the attraction of seeing her tits. After all, given his brother was right next to him, it would be way too easy to get busted.
"Bacon and eggs?" he asked by way of offering to both Phil and May. They both accepted and he added to what was already cooking in the pan. "Should I cook any for the sleepy one?" he asked when they sat down to eat, nodding in the direction of April's tent.
"Naah, no point, it'll be well cold by the time that she emerges," May laughed.
The three of them finished breakfast, cleaned up and discussed plans for the day. Dave was keen to do some fishing while Phil was planning on taking a hike and May said that she was going to spend a large part of the day reading.
"But you also promised to take me out in the canoe remember," May prompted Dave.
"Yep, I have to do that as well," Dave agreed.
"But not until it's warmer," May stated. "I don't want to freeze my fat ass off.
"There's nothing fat about your ass," Dave laughed.
"See! See Phil! That's how you're supposed to respond when a woman calls her ass fat," May berated her husband, poking him aggressively.
"Hey!" Phil protested, "He only beat me to it because I was about to accuse him of being a perv for checking your sexy ass out in the first place."
"Whoa, something tells me I gotta back out of this one," Dave laughed.
"Well you get brownie points for using the word sexy," May said, pacified. She stood up and wiggled her ass at her husband, then did the same to Dave, who held his hands up as if to hide from the view. "Hang on, now you don't want to even look?" she complained to her brother-in-law and moved to put her butt even closer to him.
"Not that it isn't sexy, but like Phil said, I'm his brother!" Dave protested.
May just blew him a raspberry.
Dave set about rigging up his fishing gear. Every now and then he'd glance over to April's tent in the hope that he'd see movement and that she might get up for the day. After an hour he gave up on it though and paddled out into the lake to fish, leaving May sitting with a book and Phil pottering around the camp site preparing for his hike.
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"Where's Uncle Dave?" April asked her mother about an hour later when she finally emerged from her tent in nothing more than a close-fitting t-shirt and her panties.
"Not here thankfully, with you barely dressed," her mother admonished her. "You're lucky that your father is off hiking or he'd have a fit. Put some clothes on."
"God, it's not that bad, it's no worse than wearing a bikini!" April complained. She knelt down on all fours and thrust her torso back into the tent to retrieve her daisy-dukes.
"Nice view that," her mother laughed when she found herself confronted by her daughter's panty-clad butt. She was surprised when she saw that it looked like something had dried on her daughter's thigh, but didn't say anything of it.
"Glad you like it," April called back, wiggling her ass before exiting again. She stood up and put her shorts on. "Better?"
"It'll do. I'll still be jealous of that skinny little bottom though," May replied.
