A picnic? I'd love a picnic" Fred answered to the crackling voice of his lover on the other end of the phone line. "Do I need to stop and get anything on the way home?" "Nope, just yourself my love" was the answer. The rest of the afternoon Fred could think of nothing else. He and Peggy often shared dinner as a picnic, going to their favorite secluded area in a local park often spending hours enjoying the meal and each other. Fred rushed home from work anxious to share a romantic picnic with his "sweet nymph."
"Peggy, I'm home" he called out as he entered the door. Peggy appeared from around the corner, "ready to nibble?" she laughed. "If the food is as good as you look, I'll do more than nibble." Fred took her in his arms and kissed her hello. He loved the feel of her soft lips and took every opportunity to kiss her. Peggy took one of his hands and moved it to her breast. He could feel that underneath her sundress she was without a bra, she moved his hand to her bottom and he knew immediately she was without panties too. Fred wanted to take her right there, it wouldn't be a first, but she pushed him away gently and giggled "you'll have to eat your vegetables first if you expect dessert." They headed out the door together carrying the picnic basket and a pair of blankets.
When they reached "their spot," a place surrounded by tall oaks, not visible from the road, they spread out the blankets and settled down across from each other. "Mmmmmm everything smells so good" Fred mentioned as he took a deep breath. The aroma of the food mixed with fresh air and the heady scent of Peggy's cologne. Peggy had worn the dark sundress Fred had first seen her in when they met in Clearwater, it seemed so long ago now. She left the top two buttons undone as well as a few of the bottom ones. Fred watched her with loving eyes as she moved about unpacking the basket. He caught a glimpse of leg here, a glimpse of breast there, just enough to entice him and set his passion burning. The reaction wasn't lost on Peggy, she noticed the growing bulge in his jeans and smiled to herself. "I hope you like breasts and legs" she purred with a wicked grin, as she set the fried chicken down in front of him. She could be a tease when she wanted to, and she often wanted to.
Fred leaned over the food propping himself with his hands and gave Peggy a warm kiss, "thank you my love, everything looks wonderful." Before them lay an array of Peggy's fried chicken, slices of fresh fruit, and cold bottled water. As he had so long ago in Clearwater, Fred picked a piece of fresh fruit and put it to Peggy's waiting lips. Her mouth opened slowly and he watched intently as she bit into the juicy offering. A soft "mmmmmm" escaped her lips as juice ran off them and down her chin. Fred used a finger to stop it from dripping on her dress, and then put his finger to his lover's lips. Peggy let the very tip of her tongue lick the juice away from his skin. Fred's eyes were drawn to her cleavage visible beneath the fabric that fell open as she leaned toward him. The fire inside was now lit for both of them.