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Well one morning, when I got into work and was going through my email, I got a message from HR saying I was about to lose almost 75 hours of comp time. I called my supervisor and he told me to put in for time off. Since it was summertime and Jen’s a teacher, she has summer’s off. I called her and asked if she wanted to go to the Oregon coast for a couple of weeks. She said, “Anytime, when do you have in mind.” I looked at my calendar and said, “Let me check and see where I can get in,” and she said, “Ok.

I took my tablet and searched to see if this little campground we had been to with several swinger coiuples a couple of years ago was still there and if they had any openings. Then we had our smaller trailer and since then, Jen’s father had made us one hell of a deal on his big fifth wheel and pickup truck when they bought their new motorhome.

I got the phone number of the RV park and called. The owner told me he was trying to sell the place but when I reminded him that I had helped him fix some problems with his wi-fi and other things, he said that he would be glad to have us and that he even had one site he had put a large electrical outlet in for the big rigs we could use. Plus I think having the spot filled for two full weeks didn’t hurt. I called Jen and gave her the dates then put them in for my vacation time off.

The Oregon coast in summer is a beautiful place, or can be. It also can be rainy and foggy. To this fact, I bring my own firewood. I’m a little sneaky and treat my firewood with a mixture of paraffin and hydraulic oil which waterproofs the wood. The truck and trailer loaded, we headed out on an early Tuesday morning.

We got down there and the weather was perfect. Just a slight breeze but warm enough for Jen to wear her bikini. I needed my dark glasses, not for the sun but so as not to be obvious while I was ogling the young beauties tanning on the sand in front of us. This RV park is an older, fairly basic one but it’s shielded by trees and far enough from the highway to muffle the noise.

The weather that week was perfect. Bright sunny days, evening fires, meeting people, walks on the beach and just relaxing. We were the only big RV there though there were a couple of trailers and older motorhomes and a lot of tents. There were several tent spaces in the sand, some in front of us. On Sunday, most of the campers moved out except for the two older motorhomes which looked like they were there on a semi-permeant basis.

On Monday, a few campers came in and a couple of tents. Then these two young men in a Kia pulled up next to us and asked if they could park there until they got their tent set up. One, Brent, was tall, muscular, with long black hair, the other, Tim, had short red hair, not quite as tall and a slim build. The wind was picking up and Jen went in to put a jacket over her bikini which I could tell disappointed the boys.

She sat beside our firepit, mostly to watch their butts, I think, as they assembled their frail-looking tent. To me it looked like something you’d get at Goodwill or a yard sale. It was made of cheap nylon though it was big enough to sleep at least 6 people if needed. They set up a couple of folding tables and camp stove and ice chests. Brent had his shirt off, trying to impress Jen I think. Tim was more sensible and had pulled on his sweatshirt.

Once they had got their camp set up, Tim moved their car to the parking area and Brent asked if they could sit by our fire and I said, “Come on over. By then the wind had picked up enough for him to slip on a coat. He put a beer in each pocked and grabbed two chairs and joined us. Tim walked up and we made formal introductions. Tim didn’t say much as Brent sort of monopolized the conversation. They were going to the local community college and were just taking a break.

Jen asked, “Why didn’t you bring your girlfriends? Brent told her, “Well, my girl doesn’t understand.” Jen said, “Understand what?” He said, “Well I was at this party and was making out with this cute chick when Sandy walked in and caught me. I tried to tell her she didn’t mean anything to me. Hell, I didn’t even know her name. So she broke up with me.”

Jen then turned to Tim and said, “What about your girlfriend, Tim? Brent laughed, “That loser? He has the worst luck of any guy on campus.” I asked, “What do you mean?” Tim looked at the ground like he wanted to crawl in a hole and bury himself. Tim finally said, “I-I-I s-s-t-t-u-u-t-t-t-e-e-r-r.” I realized that was the first time I had heard him talk . Brent continued, “Don’t get me wrong, Tim’s a nice guy, he’s just excessively shy. His stuttering turns the girls off. Hell, he’s still a virgin. I’ve seen several girls come on to him and once he says something they find a reason to leave. I thought getting away might help him relax. He’s an absolute wiz with computers and in science class. Tim got up and walked over to his tent, I guess to go to sleep. Brent got a couple of beers and we chatted until the fire died down then we all went to bed.

That night, Jen told me how sorry she was for Tim. She said, “You know, I think he just needs someone to take him under their wing and work with him a bit. I’m going to try tomorrow. I said, OK.” And we went to sleep.

The next morning we could see a storm coming in. I made sure to prep the area so things didn’t blow away. Jen had put on some extra warm cloths and went over to the boys tent and said, “Knock, knock.” Are you awake.?” Brian had apparently kept drinking once he got back to the tent by the pile of empty beer cans by the entrance but Tim popped his head out with a smile. Jen asked him, “Care to go for a walk with me, Tim?” His eyes lit up like it was Christmas.

As he exited the tent, Jen told him, “You’d better put on a heavier coat, the wind is picking up.” Tim went back in and grabbed one and took off towards the dunes. I went in turned on the heater, tightened up the jacks and closed up the vents because I knew it might really blow. About noon, it started to drizzle. At 1:00 it became a light rain. I was worried about them because if the fog came in it could be easy for them to become lost.

I put on raingear and was about to go looking for them when I saw them heading this way. Brent stuck his head out of the tent and asked, “Who asked for this effin rain?” Jen and Tim looked like drowning rats. I ushered them into our RV. Tim was shivering. I went to Brent and asked for some dry clothes for Tim. He handed them to me and I took them to him. Once in the RV, Jen went into the bedroom and changed into her flannel pajamas while Tim put on dry clothes in the bathroom.

There was a knock at the door and Brian asked if he could come in. I opened the door and he said, “This is not the kind of weather I was looking for. The weather channel said it was going to be sunny and 70.” We sat down at the table, them on one side and me at the other. Jen came out of the bedroom sat next to me. Even though they didn’t say anything, they sure noticed that you could see the outline of Jan’s nipples through the fabric. Jan said, “Ed, would you mind going to the store for me. I have a list made up on the counter. Also, I don’t really feel like cooking. Could you go to that neat little burger stand that’s south of here that we went to the last time we were here? Don’t forget, I want onion rings. You could take Brian for company.” Now I know that the burger stand is at least 20 minutes from here and going shopping would be another half an hour giving her more than an hour alone with Tim.

I asked Tim, what do you want to eat? “He stuttered, “B-b-b-b r-r I a-a n k n-n-n-n o-o w s-s.” Brian said, “I take care of my little buddy. We hoped in my truck and took off. We stopped at the market and picked up the things Jen wanted. I picked up some peach whiskey and Brian bought some beer. I also bought a small Styrofoam cooler to put the food to try to keep it warm.

Even though the traffic was light, I kept to the speed limit. I wanted to give Jan enough time to do whatever it was she had up her sleeve. We got to the burger joint and I was afraid it was closed. It wasn’t it just had most of the lights out because of lack of customers. I ordered cheese burgers and onion rings for Jan and Brian ordered himself a monster burger, fries and a chocolate shake. I asked, “What about Tim?” He looked at the menu and said, “You know, I don’t think he has eaten today so I’m going to get him a double bacon burger with cheese, fries and a vanilla shake.” I paid the bill and put the hot foods in the Styrofoam cooler.

On the way back, it began to really rain so I could barely do the speed limit. We made it to our trailer and Tim and Jen were sitting at the table playing cribbage. “Need some help?” Tim said, not a bit of stutter. Brian look at him in shock. Jen just smiled. I said, “Sure, the rest of the groceries are in the back. Jen walked into our bedroom and I followed. I whispered, “What’d you do?” She had this cat who ate the canary look and said, “I just made him a man, that’s all. I’ll tell you later.”

We ate dinner and Tim was talking like water flowing from a broken pipe. Brian asked, “What changed with you, Tim?” Jen interjected,” When we went for our walk, I worked with him. I used to work special ed and worked with students that stuttered. He just needed positive re-enforcement.” “Damn,” Brian said, “sure looks like he got it.” I was looking out the window and Tim didn’t think I could see but in the reflection, he looked at Jen and slowly licked his lips, then his fingers.

That night she told me” “bout 10 minutes after you left, I went into the bedroom and called for Tim. When he came in, I stood in front of him and removed my pajamas. Tim’s mouth hung open as I pulled his clothes off. His cock sprang to attention and I hugged him then pushed him onto our bed. He feebly tried to protest but I pounced and took his cock in my mouth. It was so cold I needed to warm it up.”

I was getting so excited I mounted her and boy she was wet. Jen continued, “Tim started moaning and I was having trouble understanding what he was saying. I was running my hands up and down his body when he shook and shot a big wad of cum down my throat. I sucked with all my might and I loved watching as I took his virginity. His cock was still somewhat hard so I moved up and took ahold of it and guided it into my wet pussy. His eyes grew big as he slipped inside of me. I took his hands and put them to my breasts. He just kind of rubbed so I showed him how to gently pull on my nipples.

Then I began kissing him. I asked him how he liked it. As he began to talk, I asked him to think of the words he wanted to say and then say them. It took a couple of tries but soon he was stuttering less and less. We turned over and he was screwing me missionary. I moved my legs over his shoulders and had him drive his cock in harder. Now I was cuming. He asked if I liked it and I nodded and then he shot a big load, filling my pussy. He pulled out and to my surprise he went down on me and brought me off again. After I came, I looked at the clock and realized you two would be home soon. We cleaned up just in time too.” About that time, I dropped a big load in my cougar wife. I doubt Tim will ever forget camping on the Oregon coast.

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