Her jeans

Looking at the bush again, Julie quickly discarded leaving her thong here. While it was small, it was entirely too bright, and would attract attention from the other side of the creek. Her blouse was also too bright, never mind how she was enjoying how the soft material looked and felt against her nipples. Since she didn't want to give her shoes up yet, that left her jeans.

Looking at the ledge again, Julie realized getting her jeans off, and later back on, behind the bush would be nearly impossible. She toed her flats off where she stood next to it, then wriggled and squirmed as she pried the damp jeans around the curves of her ass and off her legs. Her breasts danced merrily inside her blouse the entire time, her nipples tingling against the inside of her blouse from the friction. As she finally managed to free her feet from the legs of her jeans, it finally occurred to her just how exposed she was. Another tingle of excitement, stronger than the one she'd felt in the restroom, made her shiver slightly.

She rolled her jeans up and tucked them beneath the bush, grabbing the envelope and deftly shredding it, tossing the bits into the creek little by little, letting the water disperse them forever. As she did so, the first rays of sunshine broke through the clouds, promising the end of the drizzle shortly. At least it would be warmer soon. That also meant people would be coming soon, and she'd be playing her blackmailer's game for real when that happened.

She finished shredding the envelope, brushed the soles of her feet off, and put her flats back on, then headed back up the trail. The steep incline and treacherous footing **** her to lean forward, reaching for handholds to help keep her balanced. Her heavy breasts dangled beneath her as a result, firmly pressing against the confines of her blouse, straining the last button, immediately below her breasts, to it's limit. Luckily (or unluckily, a part of her mused) for her, it didn't pop off, and she soon found herself standing on top of the trail again, her chest heaving from exertion.

Realizing she could approach the site from the forest, away from the viewpoint, Julie smiled slightly. At least she'd have some concealment as she came back for her jeans. She looked back down at the map again, and chose a new destination.