The Chase

On our vacation out west, my husband and I met up with one of his old buddies. Things often get a bit wild with these two. They egg me into doing things. I cannot refuse either of them.

I love nature as do the guys. So, this one day, we hiked through the redwood forests. They were stopping all the time to take pictures of the scenic views along the trail. I wanted to go to the top of the trail. The views are fantastic up there.

"Hey guys!" Once they turned towards me, I unsnapped my denim shorts. That usually gets their attention. When they started towards me, I raced along the trail hoping they would follow. It worked for a little while, but they again stopped to snap pictures of the wild flowers.

I decided to play a game with them since were alone on the trail. I pulled my little crop top tee shirt over my head. I never wear a bra under this little shirt. Being topless is fun, too. Since the guys were not around the last trail bend, I laid my shirt in the middle of the trail. I hurried down the trail and hid.

I only needed to wait a few minutes before they found the shirt. "WOOHOO! Where'd she go?" I heard them coming fast. I darted out to the path in full view, and I raced farther up the trail. I easily outdistanced them, even as I slowed way down. I ran track, and love to run. Fresh air across my bare breasts feels wonderful. My nipples started responding to both the tingling of the air and the fantasy chase of my two men.

When I realized I was too far ahead of them, again, I stopped, and waited. And waited. When they both appeared about a hundred yards down the trail, I started to unzip my shorts. Rather than approaching they stopped to watch. I gave them both a little strip tease from the distance. I had my shorts in one hand and my panties in the other - twirling above my head. That did it, they regained their energy to chase. I dropped what remained of my clothing and hurried up the trail.

I had a huge lead, and I widened it considerably probably due to my excitement of running nude in the forest. I came to an abrupt stop when the trail split. I knew which trail to take, but I wasn't certain my pursuers would know. I decided to leave them a clue. Two clues actually. I placed one shoe near the fork, and the other one several feet farther down the right trail.

Being barefoot wasn't a problem with the soft dusty trail. I was enjoying this little chase. From a little ways back, I heard the men find the shoes. "This way! She's gone this way!"

Giggling, I found it harder to run. Then the trail dust started to show signs of little rocks. I slowed down. Soon, I was walking. I hadn't heard my followers in a little while. Tired myself, I decided to wait from them and my shoes. I sat in a spot of sunshine, just enjoying my time. I debated getting dressed. I didn't want to get dressed. I decided I would walk with them to the summit au natural.

Several minutes had gone by without a word. I started to wonder if the men backtracked. Did they think my shoes led them off course? I never saw another fork in the trail. Surely, they didn't get lost between the shoes and me. Surely.

I went to the summit to admire the view. I really enjoyed the scenic view while I waited on the slowpokes. Even though I'd seen the view before, I saw it in a new light - I was nude in the mountain sunshine. The cool breeze did wonders to my spirits as it tingled my skin alive.

After probably thirty minutes, I started back down the trail to find them. I hoped they were hiding and planned on jumping from he trees to surprise me. I slowed as I past every large tree. Nothing. I was all the way back to the fork. I didn't see my shoes either.

In the dusty trail, I saw no footprints heading back down the way we came. Several shoe prints were in the trail of the other fork. I assured myself two sets were my guys' feet and the others were old tracks from previous hikers.

Amazingly, I walked and walked without any signs of my men. In fact, I probably covered a mile before deciding I must have missed their foot prints heading back down the trail to our truck. I ran back up the trail to the fork. Though I searched for their foot prints, I still never saw them.

Alone and nude, I figured I better get back to the truck and wait for them. No sense in being alone, nude, and lost.

One thing I didn't think about was midday hikers coming up the trail. Usually, my husband is with me when I run around nude, but since he wasn't here, I decided to hide as the hikers passed by. These redwoods were huge and hiding was easy, as long as I knew they were coming. I don't know how one couple missed me darting from the trail to behind a tree. But they didn't see me, I think.

Within eyesight of the parking area, I waited several minutes for a small group to pass by my hiding place. I decided whether or not other people were in the parking area, it didn't matter. I rushed to the lot looking for our truck.

"Where's my truck?" It was gone. I never imagined my husband pulling a trick like this on me,and our friend is often more shy about me running around nude than I am. I stood in the middle of the few cars, still searching for the truck as if it would suddenly appear. I heard voices approaching from the trail. Small children to be exact. This was no good. I raced to hide towards the restrooms, but a car pulled into the parking area cutting me off from the little building. I turned and raced back in the woods.

"Did they see me? How could they have not?" No one came looking for me. No one acted strangely either. My big problem was having this parking area fill people, especially young people.

I ran through the woods hoping I could find a better place to watch for my truck. Every time I stopped running, I heard people talking. I needed to get further away from all the people.

Finally no voices. Unfortunately, I was a long way from the parking area. The road nearby was deserted. I didn't have a good plan, let alone a plan. I walked along the road thinking I could duck into the woods if necessary.

What a beautiful day it was for walking, especially nude. The sun shone through the trees to warm me every few minutes. If it wasn't for the beauty of the park, I'd been in a panic. I stopped on a bridge just to watch a deer and her fawn drink from the creek. She looked up and saw me watching her. She didn't run. She just took another long drink. I wonder if her seeing me naked relaxed her - nothing to fear from a naked woman in the woods.

I continued my nature walk. So many sounds coming from the woods. I was enjoying them all. Never a sound of a car or truck. Although I wanted to hear my truck, not a sound but nature. Birds chirping; chipmunks rushing through the underbrush; squirrels jumping from tree to tree. A crow ate its meal in the road and didn't flinch as a passed within a few of him. The animals had accepted me as one of their own. Pure joy - I didn't mind being nude with no idea where my clothes were.

Finally, my walk would be coming to an end. The park office was in sight. Still a good mile away. I had little choice but to walk to the office and accept whatever they might do to me for being nude. A car passed me. I waved. The stunned driver mindlessly waved back. I laughed wondering what he thought. Within a few yards of the office porch, a passing car blasted its horn. An awful noise after my experience during my nature walk.

I waited a few seconds before turning the door knob. I pushed the heavy wooden open. A female park ranger was behind the counter, and she was the only person in the office.

Surprisingly, she wasn't shocked to see me nude, "There you are. We've been looking for you!"

She had been looking for me? How did she even know who I was? But before I could ask her to explain, she answered a ringing phone; she pointed to the bench for me to sit. I sat. Out of the sun, I felt a slight chill, but comforted knowing my guys were looking for me somewhere.

This park ranger started chatting with someone on the phone. I squirmed about on the wooden bench trying to find a comfortable position while worrying about getting a painful splinter somewhere I'd rather not have a splinter. With the ranger still on the phone, a visitor entered the office. He was quite surprised to see me, or more exactly, quite surprised to see a naked woman in the office.

Since the park ranger never stopped her conversation, the man finally asked me, "Hmmm, Miss, do you know where the bridge is?"

I was surprised. I did! I stood trying to explain the road leading back to the bridge. He wasn't listening too well. Clearly, he didn't understand my directions, so I walked him out the office and pointed up the road and told him to keep to the right. It was then I noticed his SUV filled with his fishing buddies. I waved. They waved back. I went back inside before they got any ideas.

The female ranger was off the phone and calling on the radio, "Jake, I got the naked woman here... She just walked in... Yes, I'll keep her here..."

The woman sternly looked at me, "Please sit down and stay there. I can't have you running around getting lost again."

I knew better than to argue. I wasn't lost, and if she wasn't talking on the phone, she would have handled the wayward fishermen. No matter now. I just had to wait for my guys to return.

I didn't wait long, when I heard our truck, I raced to greet my husband. I was happy to see him, and he was really happy to see me. We must have been quite a sight. Me naked and showering him with kisses, and he swinging me around and around!

Our friend explained when the ranger spotted them carrying my clothes they took them both into custody. Eventually, the full story was accepted, and the search for me began.

Suddenly, the female dashed from the office carrying a gun and shouting to the ranger watching me and my husband embracing each other. "Jake, bad bear in picnic area #12. Let's go!" In a dust storm their jeep sped away from us.

I turned to my husband, "Well, I guess I better get dressed now. Where are my clothes?"

He pointed to the disappearing jeep. "You ain't got anything to wear home." I smiled. Our friend started laughing.

This was a real fun day.