(An erotic outdoor voyeuristic tease)
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It began like every other Friday. I awoke early, kick started my day with a couple cups of strong coffee, browsed the regular internet sites, shaved, showered, dressed and wished my darling goodbye with her morning cup of tea. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulling me close whispered
"Have a gooodd morning and I'll see to you this afternoon." Suggestively brushing my manhood as I stood.
She closed her eyes and I wondered if I'd somehow disturbed her mid dream or if it were I who was dreaming.
Intrigued, I drove the 45 minutes to work, pondering upon the brief encounter and what, if any, meaning lay beneath it. Around 8.00 I phoned her -- she gave no indication of anything special happening as we discussed the usual mundane and exchanged pleasantries, so I settled down, concentrating on the business at hand -- but in the back of my mind............ hope springs eternal!
It was exactly 11.30 when the internet hotline rang and I noticed my darling had the webcam turned on. I answered with a cheery greeting and noticed there was no one in front of the webcam.
"Are you alone?" was her curt greeting
"Yes." I replied.
"Then you might like to maximize your screen. I'm just trying on some clothes and wanted your opinion."
As she sauntered into view I could see she was wearing a little bandeau top and a long sarong style skirt. Placing her leg upon the chair, the split in the sarong revealing a smooth shapely leg, then as she bent forward to adjust the camera she enquired,
"Is this top too tight?"
Now, just thinking of her pert breasts and nipples causes me instant genital disquiet, but thrusting her unencumbered (apart from the bandeau top) chest onto my computer screen resulted in such a blood rush -- instant erection! It was obvious that nothing was under her top as her glorious nipples strained proudly against the body-hugging top. My dumbfounded silence was obviously her queue as she giggled slightly, took a few steps back, turned away and said
"I can't decide between the shorts or the skirt to wear with it."
She then unwrapped the skirt, revealing just the string of her tiny black thong separating her delectable globes. By this stage I was busily undoing my fly in an effort to relieve the pressure on my now pulsating engorgement. As I watched, she wiggled provocatively as she pulled up the obviously tight fitting shorts and turned back to face the camera. Sashaying forward, she again bent to adjust the camera -- this time the focus was on her wicked camel toe as she pulled the shorts ever tighter.
"What do you think?"
By this time my free hand was busily taking care of my thoughts!
"Oh!" she said in mocked disappointment
"I was hoping for some reaction -- even get a little rise out of you."
She then turned away and left the room.
" I was thinking, its such a nice day -- why don't we go to that quiet little beach -- have a picnic -- and get a little sun on our bodies. O.K.? I'll meet you at the turn off -- hope you'll be up for it. Love you. Bye."
Momentarily stunned, since my darling, although recently becoming more adventurous, had rarely taken the initiative in our little sexcapades -- but I was certainly not about to complain. I quickly shut down the computer and the office and jumped in the car heading for our rendezvous. All the way my thoughts ran wild which made driving with a semi-erection slightly uncomfortable, albeit pleasurable.
After a ½ hours drive I arrived at the turn off to the secluded beach. My darling had already arrived and was waiting patiently in her car. Anxiously, I walked over to her.
The sight that greeted me was a pure voyeuristic delight. My darling had her hair pulled back into a tight bun, she wore little make up apart from eyeliner and bright red lipstick -- accentuating her dark eyes and luscious lips. Around her neck hung a swarovski crystal, part of the nipple jewellery I had bought for her birthday.
The silver chain ends of her necklace disappeared provocatively into the tiny dark blue triangular tops of her string bikini. Worn daringly low on her hips were the tiniest pair of tight gold coloured shorts with laced up sides through which I could just make out the blue string of her bikini. The shorts were so tight that the outline of her luscious vulva was clearly visible.
"Hi!" She said as my gaze retraced the amazing sight before me.
"Does this meet with your approval?"
Thrusting her shoulders back and her chest forward she reached out the window, gently rubbed my raging erection and said,
"Do you like my top?"
At the same time she reached behind her with her free hand and unfastened the string holding the tiny triangles barely covering her nipples.
"Isn't this jewellery great?"
She said as the covering fell away revealing the ends of the chains secured to her nipples.
"Lets hit the beach."
And with that she fired up the car and headed off down the dirt track towards the beach.
Left standing beside a busy highway where this amazing scenario had played out, sporting a rock hard erection, I must have been an almost comical sight. I quickly made my way back to the car and followed the trail of dust up the dirt track. My darling was waiting at the fork in the road where the track to the beach veered off from the track to the camping area. She turned along the beach track and I followed noting that she had not refastened the string around her neck and was happily driving with her 'top down'. -- Very sporting!
We arrived at the beach parking area and found it deserted, meaning, I hoped, that we would have the beach all to ourselves. I pulled alongside my darling, locked my car and walked over to her. She was retying the string to her top and she told me to get the things from the boot. I found two large picnic baskets in the boot and dutifully picked them up just as she appeared beside me. The true beauty of her minimal attire now on full view, she greeted me with a little kiss on the cheek.
"Now lets see if you've got everything." "Oh! You forgot these."
She said, retrieving a pair of my shorts from the boot.
