I'm hanging out at my computer when someone knocks on my door. "Who could that be?", I wonder. I get up right away before someone else could get to the door, opening it, I squeal in happiness.
There he stands my man. God, he's so gorgeous. I quickly grab my smokes, lighter, and cell before I fling open the screen door, stepping out while trying to keep my dog inside and quiet, not caring who I just left online or what I'm doing, shutting the doors behind me, and pushing him back to the edge of the porch until he can't go anymore. Once he's where I want him, I pinch myself, but knowing this is so real.
"What are you doing here?"
"I told you I had vacation time coming and mentioned Indiana."
"Why?"
"Cause, you're here, silly."
"Yes, I am, but why?"
"I love you and want you."
"You do?"
"Yes, that was a stupid question."
"Nah, i'm just being a shit."
"I'm glad you're here, baby!"
"Ditto."
"Lovely, ditto."
I pin him between myself and the pole to the porch, standing on tip toes and kissing him before moving away from him, grabbing his hand, and pulling him down the steps with me.
"Where we going?"
"You'll see."
It's cold, it smells like snow, but it won't snow for a bit yet. At least, it isn't SUPPOSED to, doesn't mean it WON'T. This is Indiana after all.
After we're down all the steps I turn right, intertwining my fingers through his, happy so happy. Once we get to the end of the street, I go straight then turn left. We walk, side by side to our destination, which only I know. We get there, turning right, I 'lead' him down the road, passed the first, second pavillion, down the hill, turning right, we go into the third, very empty pavillion. at the very end where it's dark.
I turn around and start backing up into a picnic table, pulling him with me, I hit the table, letting him go, so I can get on the table, after I get on, I grab him and pull him to me. We're the only people in the park, it's chilly, but I don't care I'm with him, he's all that matters.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him toward me, I kiss him slowly, passionately. With him in between my legs, kissing me, he has his left hand pressing up against my puss, rubbing it, I moan into his mouth before having to pull away once he starts rubbing me faster and harder.
"Oh good god, that feels gooooooooood!"
Mind you, I'm wearing a dress in Autumn, in the park, in the middle of the day, with his hand pressing against my panty clad puss. There's a spot already forming, god what this man does to me! I lay down onto the table, scooting over the edge which means his hand is now pinned between my puss and his own body. So, what I do is start moving against his hand, hard.
With his free hand he's touching me OVER my clothing. I'm still moving against his hand, but by now he has moved my panties over and is now thrusting his finger in and out of me. I'm moaning so loud and grinding into his finger and hand.
"Oh my god!"
I reach my right hand down and unzip him. He's hard, I know he's hard. This cannot keep him soft.
"You're going to fuck me now, right?"
My fingers are working his cock free. I stroke him, yep he's hard. That cock is going in me NOW whether he wants to fuck or not. I pull his finger out of me and his hand away, quickly taking my panties off, grabbing his cock again I guide him inside me. God, I'm so wet!
I pull myself down, almost over the edge, of the table, shoving his cock even deeper inside of me. Full, so fucking full! He's pounding the fuck out of me, I'm squirming, moaning, groaning, grunting, and growling.