He swings by my workplace to pick me up. He is always so thoughtful and plans so meticulously that the car is already packed for our little beach picnic. He even has a change of clothes for me and my swimsuit.
We head off to the beach at an easy pace. We are in no hurry. There are lots of hungers to be satisfied tonight.
I start to change my clothes, in the car, while he's driving. I know just how to distract him. It takes him a considerable effort to keep his eyes on the road as I slip out of my scrubs and into a cute little sundress, with just my bra underneath for a little extra temptation.
I notice that my costume change has had the desired effect I intended as I reach over and stroke the erection now bulging in his cargo shorts. I slip my hand casually up along his inner thigh and up the leg of his shorts until I get my hand on his balls and cock.
I give him a lovely squeeze and giggle when he gives me that look that says, "Not now minx. I'm driving and I love your company too much to kill us both in an accident."
I reluctantly withdraw my hand and lick the drop of pre-cum from my fingertips for good measure as he growls and presses down just a little harder on the accelerator.
"Watch your speed, Sir," I purr into his ear, before sneaking a quick nibble, and settling down into my seat.
We make it to the beach in reasonably good time. As it's a weekday, the crowd is not too thick and it should be easy to find a nice spot to watch the tide come in. We unload the car, carrying the blanket, towels, and picnic basket to a smooth sandy spot on the beach far enough from the water that the tide won't reach us until well after we finish our dinner.
The breeze is just enough to fluff up my skirt a couple times so he can get a glimpse of my sexy ass as we make our way to the spot and lay out the blanket for our picnic.
As we plop down on the blanket I give him my infamous smirk that implies my hunger extends well beyond whatever is in the basket. He catches me glancing around and he knows that I'd like for us to be alone on this beach as soon as possible.
But, I figure what the hell and climb on into his lap, straddling him, looking into his eyes, before devouring his lips. The car ride has me insatiable and I need at least a taste of him. He runs his hands up my outer thighs, up to my ass, slightly raising my skirt in the process.
"Just a minute now, my Minx," he manages to mumble between kisses and I know the time is not quite right. I do like teasing him though and I'm sure the onlookers got quite a treat just now anyway.
So, I return to my proper position on the blanket and giggle at the wet spot I've left on his khakis.
The bulge in his pants is not going away anytime soon, so I've managed to have the effect I desired, both with him and with any onlookers I'm sure! He rubs the wet spot on the front of his shorts and then licks his fingers letting me know he doesn't mind my inappropriate gesture of uncontrolled lust.
"You can be quite a handful minx. Both hands full, actually. I'm looking forward to getting my hands on that luscious ass soon after dinner. By then your appetite for 'dessert' should be just about right," he retorts.
I unpack the food from the basket and our drinks from the cooler, serving up our dishes like the obedient little submissive I can be, although I'm squirming just a bit as I sit on my heels, feeling my wetness growing as I grind my ass down onto my heels hoping he will notice my tempting little wiggles.
I've got that primal look in my eyes, and he knows it's not about the food. My desire is near combustion due to the span of time since our last meeting. I'm ready to get dinner over with and get to dessert...but like the obedient submissive I am, I wait patiently.
I know he can see the flames growing in my eyes and it's taking every ounce of my being not to pounce upon him.
"Well, we DO need to eat something sometime minx. If not now, then after all of the intense fucking I have planned for you. Maybe you'd like to go for a swim first and you can ride my cock a little in the water to take the edge off," he offers.
He reaches for my hand and leads me down to the beach for a walk along the shore.
"Would you like to change into your swimsuit, or do you mind if your dress gets a little wet? You know you're not going to be wearing the bottom of your suit anyway as soon as your ass is under the water," he asks.
"Sir, you know that I will comply with whatever you desire. I know you will keep me safely covered...if necessary," I respond.
He wants me covered just enough to get my sexy ass under the water so he can fuck my pussy, knowing how slippery wet I am right now. And with the water holding me up, his hands under my ass and my legs wrapped around his waist he can easily fuck me hard, standing up and no one would be the wiser.
I would be able to bounce up and down on his cock as much as I'd like, and people would think we are just hugging and kissing unless they got close enough to see how flushed my cheeks become when he fucks me hard and deep.
He takes me by the hand, pulling me from my daydream, and leads me on a stroll down the beach. Hand in hand then, arm in arm, and soon arms wrapped around each other's waists, hands slipping down over ass cheeks. Playing and teasing each other as we go until we find a place on the beach with minimal spectators.
We venture toward the water, wading in, ankle, then knee deep, then mouths join in deep kisses as we go a few more steps into the water until we are waist deep and his hands are under my dress, lifting me up onto his cock as his shorts are dropped to the sand below us.
