This is the next chapter of a long-form romantic erotica. Previous chapters are part of the series. Comments and suggestions are welcome.
Greg parked the car in the half-empty lot beside the Japanese Garden. He was early, but needed the time to catch his breath and get control of his racing thoughts. A few minutes to just get his shit together before Emily arrived would be really helpful. At the same time, however, his recent experiences created a mind fog that was hard to cut through.
He mentally tallied up the situation. Emily, a woman he'd met online only a few weeks ago, asked him to meet at the park, go for a walk, eat her out, and then have lunch. Putting it in those stark terms underscored how completely crazy this all was. The sexting was one thing - plenty of people did that now, even if it felt a little alien and weird to him. The wet panties stuffed in his pocket on their second date, with a video invitation to masturbate... well, that went further. But he'd done as instructed, sending her back a video, her black lace panties wrapped around his cock as he released a massive jet of cum. And now this.
Shit, he thought. This is way too much.
He started to shift the car into drive, ready to escape. And then he saw her pull up alongside his car. Too late. Time to play this out.
*****
The park was empty for an early fall Saturday. The gardens were at their peak when the cherry blossoms bloomed in the spring, but it was still beautiful even this late in the season. Emily and Greg walked along the meandering creek, taking in the views as the last gasp of the season's green gradually faded into brown and orange earth tones.
"I wasn't sure you'd come," she said softly.
"I wasn't either."
She looked up at him. Her deep brown eyes were like bottomless pools. He could fall into those eyes and never come up for breath. Every part of her turned him on. He wanted to articulate this, but words failed.
"Why did you?" She asked.
He paused for a long moment. "Because I wanted to, even if it scares me a little."
"Scares you? What part?"
"Oh, I don't know... the public stuff, the invitation to do the public stuff. It's all just... well, it's all just new and unfamiliar."
"But you're here."
"I said it's new and unfamiliar, but not necessarily unwelcome."
She smiled brightly at him, and squeezed his hand. "It's kind of new to me too."
They had veered off the main walkway and were now alone on a path that led up a small hill from the river. The maples in this section were bright red and shielded them from the traffic on the nearby roads. As it rose and curved, the few people along the river below disappeared. It was like they were alone on another planet, miles away from anyone else in the world.
They stopped at the top of a low ridge, and he pulled her towards him, kissing her deeply. She pressed against him, throwing her arms around his neck. Pressed against him, her body radiated heat and her floral but earthly scent overwhelmed him. She was wearing the skirt that she'd promised and, as he ran his hands down the small of her back towards her ass, he confirmed that, as advertised, she was wearing no panties. As they kissed, he felt himself stiffening. Desire to take her right now, right here, overwhelmed him.
She pulled away.
"We had an agreement," she whispered.
"I know," he said, a tinge of disappointment in his voice.
"This way..."
She led him by the hand off the path, towards a clump of rhododendrons that created a sheltered cove on the hillside. It looked like the type of place that generations of young couples had used for exactly this, a moment of passion away from prying eyes.
She pulled away and turned towards him as she eased herself onto the ground. Unusually for October, the ground was warm and dry, covered with a light blanket of fallen leaves and pine straw. She looked up at him and smiled shyly. She was sitting with her legs slightly spread, her long skirt pulled over them. And then without a word, she slowly spread them, pulling the skirt up gradually as she maintained eye contact with him.
He swallowed hard, as more and more of her legs were revealed to him. He watched with anxious agony as her hips were slowly exposed, and then, finally her sex. Thin, light brown hair framed her pussy, which glistened in the sunlight even before he'd touched her. She continued to lift the skirt until she was entirely exposed below the waist, and then slowly spread her legs wide. Between her legs, she showed off the nub of her clit and the wetness of her inner lips.
"We had an agreement," she said again. There was a long pause and she continued to stare into his eyes intensely, not breaking contact for even a second. "Now get to work."
