Copyright 2007 Duelduet all publication rights reserved. All characters are over the age of 18.
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The picnic has been fun and I watch you putting away the left over food, gathering the paper plates and generally cleaning up the table. You're wearing that gauze dress I like so much. You know. The filmy thing that seems like it has so many layers to it.
And don't think I didn't notice the absence of a bra under it either. As you move around, those beautifully heavy breasts sway slightly underneath the layers. I bet you haven't got the slightest idea what I'm thinking right now. Do you?
I get up and come around to where you are re-packing the cooler. You see me coming and glance at me, but go right back to what you are doing. I put my arms around you and pull you upright.
You start to say, "Daddy?" but my hands slide upwards and cup both breasts in my hands. I can't really see your face, but you stiffen suddenly and look quickly around.
Your voice sounds almost desperate. "Not here. Someone will see."
But I don't let go and instead, pinch both nipples lightly. After all, there's no one around to see anyway.
"James No! Not here!" you hiss and look around again.
Your hands come up and try to pull mine away. I grumble growl in that way that let's you know I'm not going to be denied. You wrench yourself away suddenly, take a few steps and turn around. Your face is angry. Nothing like the look of surprise on my face. But right then, my face changes too and it's me who is angry. Angry you've denied me. I see the look on your face change too and I step towards you.
Is it the fear of my anger that sends you running? Or do you just need a moment to collect yourself? I have no idea, but I'm not letting this pass. I'm right behind you, just half a dozen steps and you're running flat out. I had no idea you could run so fast. You're heading for a grove of trees, probably thinking you'll put some distance between us.
Just as you reach the grove, I get close enough, reach out and grab for you. I come up inches short, grabbing only a piece of dress. When I pull, it rips away, leaving your shoulders bare. You did manage to gain a few steps on me though. The material falls away from my hand as I try to catch up again.
You dodge in and around trees. Up ahead, I see a place where you're either going to have to stop or turn. I anticipate correctly and take a shorter path. As you pass in front of me, I catch a glimpse of your face and you've got that determined look on top of a frown. I reach out and grab, then curse as another layer of clothing comes off in my hands.
"Girl! This is enough!"
But you don't stop and now I'm right behind you. I reach out, grabbing for the last vestige of clothing wrapped around your breasts and waist. At the last second, I change my mind. Two more steps and I reach again, grab your shoulder and spin you around.
The shocked look on your face is priceless. You really expected to get away didn't you? Ha! You can never get away from me girl. Not ever. The sudden turn puts you off balance, carried backwards now by your own momentum. You're stumbling, trying to backpedal, almost falling backwards. But I've got you my girl. Got you in my grasp. A few steps and you're balanced again. The wild look on your face changes to shock as I rip away the last piece of diaphanous cloth.
Up against a big ash tree. It's bark smooth to the touch, but perhaps not on your back huh? And then I have you pinned there. Hands over your head, wrists clamped in my vice like grip. You struggle but there is no escape. I ravage your neck and chest as you struggle against me. With my free hand I open my pants and kick them off.
My kiss is long, demanding and full of passion. It goes on and on. My tongue presses into your mouth, seeking, probing, between your sweet lips. I feel you relax, submitting finally.
