Chapter 5. In a tent together
Slowly and carefully Bob and Charley made their was along the narrow path. The
diffused light of the mist made it very difficult to see the track in places but
by constantly checking compass direction and the GPS they knew within a little
where they were. 5:00 Charley noted her watch. "Bob, were not going to make the
hut tonight are we?"
"I doubt it. I've been thinking. If we carry on for another mile around the bend
in the valley we'll come to High Tor Crags where they do a lot of climbing. At
the foot of the crags is an open meadow where climbers often camp. I thought we
might pitch a tent there."
"You've a tent? What else do you have in that bag of yours?"
"Enough for tonight. We'll have to leave this path and do a scramble over some
rocks and up a steepish grass slope. In this weather I suggest we rope together
in case one of us slips. Normally I wouldn't bother but we could easily get
separated." It was the work of moments for him to link them together.
Charley quipped, "Is this a bonding or a bondage course?" Bob had begun to like
her dry sense of humour. The rope wasn't actually needed and they arrived at the
meadow without mishap. Even in the shelter of the crags, the eddying wind was
strong but Bob's experience soon had the tent pegged down and pumped up. Charley
loosened her boots, pulled her body inside and took her boots off and emptied
the water from them outside. The rain still pounded down but it was nice not to
feel it in her face and not to have the wind blowing her around.
Bob heaved her rucsac in and then his own. "Put them each side of the door. I'll
get some water but we won't be able to have a hot drink yet. Daren't light the
stove inside and the way this wind is blowing around the crags, it won't keep
alight outside. There's a sleeping bag in the bottom part of my bag. Charley
ferreted in her 'sac and found a LED torch. It gave a good light and the
batteries would last for a long while. She lay out the sleeping bag wondering if
he would offer it or perhaps share?
Some minutes later she thought, "Bob's been gone a long while. Perhaps he can't
find the tent again! It's very gloomy now and the mist is thick." Picking up the
torch and finding her emergency whistle, Charley pulled her wet coat back on.
Standing by the tent she shone the torch through 360 degrees and blew short
blasts on the whistle at about ten second intervals. She was rewarded by a shout
after the second blast.
"Thanks Charley. Never thought it would be so damned easy to get lost in such a
short distance." He settled in and they discussed the situation. "We can only
hope they decided to return when we weren't looking Charley. If they're out in
this they're in real trouble. Did you bring any food?"
"Still have some of my packed lunch and luckily its still fairly dry. Some
chocolate bars and Kendal mint cake And whatever's in the so called emergency
rations."
"I've my emergency pack of dried food but I'll leave that until we're really
stuck. Only the cake left from my packed lunch, a couple of Mars bars and three
nut bars. The emergency rations are a couple of nut bars. Not a banquet but we
won't starve." They pooled they meal, put some aside for breakfast and sat and
continued discussing the situation as it may have affected the others. "I'm
going to phone the hotel to see if they returned and to let them know where we
are," Bob announced.
"Naughty, naughty. Mr. Senior Manager ordered us to leave our mobiles behind.
I'm sure that will go on your assessment. And mine," she added as she took hers
out.
"I just hope he disobeyed his own rule and took his." Bob laughed at her. "It's
damned foolish to go out in the hills these days without one. He tried the hotel
but there was no signal. Hers was the same. "We'll need to get clear of these
crags before we can find out anything. That'll have to wait till morning now.
We'll have an early night and get away as soon as we can. That may depend on the
mist lifting."
"Do I get to share your sleeping bag, Sir?"
"You have it Charley. We won't fit in with our clothes on." Bob blushed at the
thought of what he had said.
Charley laughed, "That's what I thought. I'm not going to take if from you so
we'll have to share. You strip off and get in and I'll crawl in afterwards."
Seeing he was somewhat embarrassed by the suggestion, she added. "You can keep
your underpants on."
Bob shivered as the cold air in the tent hit his flesh and scurried between the
folds of the bag. Charley quickly stripped off to her knickers, snuggled up
close and zipped the bag up. He felt her tits press into his chest. His cock
started to harden despite his wishes. Her thighs rubbed against his. "You
haven't had a women before have you Bob?" she whispered.
"No," he whispered back.
"It's okay. Nothing to worry about. I guess you're about 26 now so it is time
for you to lose that virginity. It doesn't hurt a man and I want to pay for my
board and lodging for tonight." Charley giggled. By now Bob's cock had stiffened
further. Charley felt it and gently massaged the stout shaft then eased his
pants down and made him kick them off. "Push my knickers down and feel me too
Bob. We'll take it easy and get used to each other. It's going to be a long
night so we've plenty of time." Confined inside a tight sleeping bag in a small
tent there wasn't much room but Charley managed to ease the virgin cock inside
her and get her partner to start humping. He knew what to do from videos on the
Internet and at home he wanked himself several times a day but shyness had
prevented him asking out any of the girls he came into contact with. At work he
was always polite and helpful but never tried anything even slightly risque. Any
conversations always concerned the working of their PC's. None of the girls
thought to ask him out either. They assumed it wouldn't be fun.
"Is it alright if I....?" Bob started.
"Yes. I'm on the pill so give it to me." Charley was beginning to really enjoy
the feel of his cock inside her. She hadn't seen it yet but she could feel it
was larger than most of her past boy friends. Larger than John's. Involuntarily
she shivered at the remembrance of that night only two months ago. Soon he shot
his load and they lay quiet for a time, his cock still resting inside her.
Charley kissed him fully on the mouth and giggling whispered, "How does it feel
not to be a virgin now?"
"Great Charlotte. I didn't think it would be so different from my hand."
"It was great for me too, Robert." It seemed strange and yet right to use formal
names at this time. "I want you to leave it in and do it again when it gets hard
enough." She squeezed her cunt to try and prevent losing his cock and slowly she
felt it harden again. Bob had less hesitation the second time and fucked with
enthusiasm and took longer before depositing his load inside her. This time too,
she climaxed noisily. Both lay awake holding each other for some time, thinking
but not talking. Bob worried over the others but was pleased that he at last had
a real naked girl in his arms. Charley too worried over the state of the others
but her thoughts were more on the strange dichotomy of her life. The clubbing
side where she volunteered to be caned and the outdoor life walking the hills.
She'd resolved not to go back to the club even though her bum had fully
recovered because she knew once she was inside the door she might be tempted to
act a scene. However her resolve had been abandoned after only three weeks.
Sally persuaded her to go with them again but so far Charley had resisted all
attempts to get her to perform.
4:15 a.m. Charley moved as she tried to read the figures on her watch. "What
time is it?" Bob asked.
"Four-fifteen. Can't hear the rain much now and the wind seems to have eased."
"Hope the fog has lifted. It should be light about six. I think we ought to be
away as soon after light as we can, Charley. I have a gut feeling they won't
have reached the hut last night either and if they spent the night in the open,
they'll need urgent help."
"Yeah, nothing we can do for now, but there is something else that needs urgent
attention first." Reaching down she gripped his piss-hard cock. "There's nothing
we can do for the next hour except..." Bob didn't need any further invitation
and for the third time that night, for the third time in his life, he slipped
his cock inside the woman's cunt.
A little after five, Charley unzipped the sleeping bag, wrapped her coat around
her and slipped outside. Bob switched on the inside torch. Outside he heard the
tinkle of her piss. Soon she was back inside complaining it was cold out. Bob
glimpsed her naked body as he struggled out of the bag to let her in and in turn
he went to pee.
"I'm getting dressed," he said when he returned. "I think I can get the stove
going outside now and we'll have a hot drink and some breakfast then break camp
as soon as it is light enough. Okay with you?" Charley nodded. She would have
preferred staying in the sleeping bag rather than having to pull on damp clothes
but like Bob she was very concerned over the others. Like him she tried to hide
the worry. Each had a mug of black coffee, a nut bar and some chocolate.
"What's the plan Bob? Continue to the hut?"
"Yes. Well get back to our path and when we get up to the shoulder, I'll try the
phone again and the beacon. If Daphne set the beacon going we will know they are
in trouble and we'll have some idea of the direction. Even if the beacon is on
we'll pass close to the hut so best look in to see if any of the group made it.
Then play it by ear."
