Each cabin would have its own short dock along with a canoe and a rowboat. I placed that order for seven sets of furnishings on the eighty-ninth day. Betty smiled over that.
I decided to build a larger cabin for myself and possibly Betty, up the road away from the lake. That way everyone and everything coming in had to go by me.
As my guests started checking in Betty greeted them and escorted them to their cabin. She was always topless and most times bottomless too, even in front of the children. She simply told them that this was private land and that clothing was optional.
Soon after that first couple of weeks we started getting requests for our nudist campground. At first I didn’t know what to say but Betty told me to put then in the clearing down the lake near the waterfall. There was an old logging trail that could be cleared and plenty of room for their tents.
All I had to do was put in a dock and some more outhouses. That was easy. Within a week our Nudist Camp was open to the public.
Betty turned out to be my go-to girl. Anything that I needed or any of our guests needed, Betty could find.
I even sponsored a fishing contest but insisted that there be no motors to pollute my lake.
I could not believe how well I was doing. I owed much of my success to Betty so by the end of that first summer, I married her. By holding it at our nudist campsite it saved us a fortune in dress expenses. Some of the Bride’s Maids wore bikinis or just the bottom but most were nude like the bride.
Some weddings that I had been to the Maid of Honor would hold out the Bride’s veil for donations to dance with the Bride. At our wedding Betty did one better. For a generous donation she would suck the men’s cocks or lick the women’s pussies for a full minute.
At first I was not impressed, then my new daughter-in-law told me that she hadn’t seen any donation of less that fifty dollars. Surprisingly, several couples tossed in a hundred dollars and then both of them would let Betty take care of them.
Once there was a waiting line my daughter-in-law took care on my needs and she didn’t stop after one minute either. My Best Man and several of my Groom’s Men tossed in money so that my daughter-in-law would give them a blowjob too.
I had to smile as I thought to myself…like mother like daughter.
Later that night Betty said, "I’m so glad that bitch from Brown’s didn’t come. She couldn’t pay me enough to lick her filthy snatch again."
Anyway our ‘rent a cabin on a lake’ venture paid off quite well. Word of mouth far exceeded anything that our advertising accomplished. The prospect of seeing naked girls brought out the guys.
Betty’s next idea is to host a ‘Spring Break On A Lake’ for college students. According to her it would be easy, since all the college kids wanted was beer, pot, and sex with some hotdogs and potato chips tossed in.
I told her that I would have to think about that one.
The End
Rent A Cabin On A Lake
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