When their time came again, she knew she was going to enjoy it. The first time she had been with him had been good; quick, but good.
In the late evening, they met at the deserted park, both knowing what they wanted. He was kind of apprehensive about the idea, but he knew she needed him sexually. He was going to give her what she needed.
Darkness covered their actions as they got out of their vehicles and she led him toward the woods.
"Where the hell are we going?" he asked.
"Come on! I'll show you. I found a neat little place for us," she replied in a hushed voice. She grabbed his hand and led him across the bridge, which spanned a small stream. Leading him blindly into the dark stand of bamboo.
Once inside the stand of bamboo, she turned to him and they immediately fell into each other's arms. He kissed her long and hard. She returned the kiss with all the passion she had pent up. His hands traced the lines of her body as she ran her hands through his thick, shoulder length hair. Her hands then dropped to his face caressing and tracing the strong line of his jaw.
He slid his hand under her shirt to her breast, testing her to see if she was really ready to do this. She responded by kissing him harder, her body leaning into his. Sliding his hand under her bra, he began to knead and caress her tits.