She held my hand tightly as we waited for the rainstorm to stop. We were under a large tree that I had no idea what the name was. However, it wasn't a decent umbrella that was for sure. Instead of being hit with the cold, hard rain, we were being dribbled on. We could have been under one of the picnic shelters but Saturday afternoon picnickers took them all and we wanted to be alone.
I smiled and pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her from behind under her breasts. "Cold, lover?" I asked.
She nodded and shivered a bit. I pulled her tight and she clasped her own arms around mine. "Could be worse," she said in that alto voice I loved, "You might not be here." She bent her head around and smiled at me.
I chuckled, "True. We waited so long and now here we are."
She twisted so that we were face to face and brought up her arms between mine. I let go as she did so, then clasped my hands around her again. She put her hands around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. Our mouths opened and our tongues danced against each other before settling into a caressing rhythm. She was a fantastic kisser, the best I had every kissed. I loved kissing her and purred into her mouth.
She giggled and our kiss broke. I smiled broadly and laughed as well.
She placed her head against my chest and said, "I was serious you know. I am not going to let you get on that plane."
I sighed. I knew I didn't want to leave either, but I had to back home. When I did, I had no idea when we were going to see each other again. Long distance relationships are a bitch.
"Let's not think about that right now, sweetness," I said. "We have a few days before that and I want to enjoy this minute. Even if I am cold and wet."
She snuggled closer not saying anything and I took that for agreement. I looked out at the lake again. The rain was coming down even harder than before. You couldn't even see the other side. All the sailboats had made for the shore and the lake was empty except for a few birds that huddled in the rain.
She moved her hands inside the circle of my arms and I looked back at her. She smiles shyly at me and toyed with one of the buttons on my shirt. "You know," she said. "We have an opportunity to knock of one of the things on our list." I looked at her not comprehending. She flicked open the topmost button on my shirt. "Making love in the rain."
I frowned for a second, "But it's cold!" I protested.
She looked at me sternly. Or as sternly as you can when you are having too much fun. "Sweetie, don't make me order you." She laughed and opened the second button and moved on to the third.
I chuckled and bend to kiss her neck. She submitted for a moment then pulled away. "You know how that drives me crazy. I can't concentrate."
I grinned, "I know."
She had got all the buttons undone and slid her hands in against my skin. She caressed up my side until her thumbs rubbed over my nipples. She kissed my chest, then licked over to my right nipple. I caught my breath when she lightly bit it and then sucked it into her mouth.
She looked up at me, "Not want to?"
I sternly looked at her, "Oh I want to baby. But not under the tree. C'mon." I took her hand and led her down to the shore of the lake. We found a place behind some bushes and turned toward each other. We kissed again and the kiss lasted this time. Our hands were busy divesting each other of out clothes. My shirt was the first to go and she unbuttoned my shorts. She had to stop for a moment as I pulled her sweater-shirt off so she could lift her hands over her head. I captured her mouth again the second it came clear, kissing and sucking at her. She kissed me back just as ferociously as her hands encircled my neck.
I slipped my hand up her wet back to the clasp of her bra. With uncharacteristic ease, the clasp opened on the first try.
She giggled and took a step backwards. She lowered her arms and her bra fell off. Her breasts were small and wonderful, with hard dark nipples perched on the end of their lovely shapes.
"Like what you see, mister?" she asked with a catch in her voice.
"Uh-huh," I answered. "Come here you vixen."
She laughed and came into my arms. Her body was cold but it was warming up pressed against mine. I loved the way she fit into me. Somehow it was perfect and wonderful and all those things love is supposed to be.
She pulled on my pants and the zipper of the shorts slid down with an audible buzz. She giggled and pushed the wet shorts off my hips. They fell into the mud with a plop and I reached for her. I was much more naked than she was.
She let me catch her and kissed me hard, her tongue invading my mouth possessively. Not that I minded, you understand. Her hands slipped into my waistband and onto my ass, grabbing it and pulling me hard against her.
Before I could do anything, she went to her knees in front of me and pulled my underwear down. My cock sprung out nearly hitting her in the forehead. I laughed, "Careful. You could put your eye out with that thing."
She didn't say anything, just lifter her hand to encircle my hardness as her other hand caressed my balls. She stuck out her tongue and licked me slowly starting from the root all the way to the tip. She ended it with a kiss, swirling her tongue over my cock's head.
