Her body was bathed in moonlight, as a soft mist fell. She turned toward shore as if she knew I was watching her bath in the pond behind our cabin.
She cocked her head a little and her silky black hair did a little flip. I watched her from the shadows, sitting on an old tree stump. I knew I was hidden by the shadows. But I am sure had heard me when I came out of the cabin looking for her.
She caressed her lithe body slowly. Her head moved backward as she caressed her smallish tits. I called them M & M tits as they fit in my mouth and in my hands. She continued to run her hands down her body and back to her small but firm ass. She dunked herself in the pond and came up laughing. Yeah, she knew I was there all along.
She walked on to the shore and took her terry cloth robe from the tree branch that she had hung it from.
"How long have you known I was there?" I asked her.
"Only when you started your heavy breathing!" She laughed. "Seriously though I know when you are around, I sense you near. We have that connection!"
I nodded as we had spoken of this a few times. It was an unspoken connection as if she was always a part of me and me of her. Yes, it is clichΓ© but true.