We are driving down a long straight road in the middle of the day. It's a beautiful spring day, the sun is high. We are on a long country road in the middle of nowhere. Green fields to both sides of the road, high with wheat and the smell of sweet clover alfalfa covers the air. It smells like a rich honey on the air. I ask you to pull over for a moment. You do and I open my door and start walking. You get out, I can hear your door open. You ask me what I'm doing. I slightly glance back and smile a devilish smile in return to you. I'm wearing a spring cotton dress. Sleeveless and flowing in the light breeze that passes around it. My hair bounces in the breeze as I come up the other side of the ditch and cross into a sweet clover filled field. I can hear the bees and smell the clover. Purple flowers are budding high on the plants this time of year. I can hear the door shut behind you. Shortly there after I can hear the sound of you following me into the clover. You are mumbling to yourself about what I might be up to now. I am smiling to myself at the plan I have in my mind.
I quicken my pace to create a little distance between us. I can see a crest in the landscape before me. I want to have a few minutes on the other side of that drop off before you show up. I turn to you at the crest and blow you a kiss, over exaggerated kiss, long and slow. I drop down below the crest and fall into the tall clover and flowers. I carefully unzip the back of my dress and pull it over my head. I lay still on the bed of purple buds and wait for you. My body pulses. I am having visions of you, naked, around me, inside of me. I can feel the blood rushing in me faster. My mouth opens with a gasp at the anticipation my memories are creating. One hand runs over a breast, my nipples are hard. The other, runs down between my legs just over the mound, covered with my panties. I can feel the heat rising between my legs even through the soft material. I will be wet in seconds and ready for you.