It was sunny when I pulled up to the stables, and Jenny had already tacked up the horses and got everything ready for our afternoon hack. It was the first time I'd ridden with her alone, as our other riding partner was working an extra shift at her workplace.
God, it was hot, and I was beginning to sweat underneath my body protector. I loosened it a bit, just as Jenny was coming out from the tack room. God, she looked beautiful – slender, and elegantly proportioned.
Her shape was aided by the tight polo shirt she wore, just containing her C cup breasts. Her Jodhpurs clung tightly to her waist, showing her frame perfectly, and revealing a slight camel-toe. I tried not to look, as my arousal would be all too obvious in my own jodhpurs. She smiled at me, and I guessed it was for my benefit. We'd flirted before, on many occasions, but never took it any further – we were both in relationships at the time, but they had both ended now.
"Ready, then?" She smiled, as tied back her brown hair and put on her helmet, mounting her horse with a spring in her step. I only wished I was the one she was straddling.
"Sure, let's go" I replied, as I mounted my own horse, and followed her out of the yard, out into the fields beyond. We rode for about an hour, in almost complete silence, before she slowed and turned to me.
"You see those trees ahead? Last one there has to muck out when we get back" She didn't even wait for my reply, kicking into a canter – I did the same, but she was still out in front, racing towards the trees.
I didn't stand a chance – she was too fast, and lighter, so I plodded up to the trees, and the by the time I got there she had already dismounted and was readying lunch.
"What took you so long? You could have beat me, you know" She bent over as she reached into her bag, giving me a view of her perfectly rounded behind.
"I figured there was no harm in letting you win" I smiled, as I dismounted to give her a hand. We set everything up, and sat down for lunch. We made small talk, and discussed an assortment of different things. Jenny was looking at me differently, in a way I'd never seen before.
She got up, and made to move over to her bag, but she lost her footing, spilling her water all over my shirt.
"Shit, Steve, I'm sorry. Here, you'll need to take that off – we'll let it dry for a bit before we move on" She seemed eager for me to remove my shirt, pulling at my sleeve to help me. The wetness was bothering me, so I removed my protector and took off my shirt. As I did, Jenny sat back, staring at my chest.
"Wow" she said, moving closer. "You look pretty good" I wasn't the strongest of guys, but I did keep in shape. She leant closer still, placing a hand on my chest, then tracing around my nipple with her index finger, then moving it down my abs towards my waist, sending pulses of pleasure along my body. Just her touch was enough to arouse me, causing my cock to twitch.
"Looks like someone's a little excited. I've always wondered what you look like underneath those clothes, Steve" she said, as she began to unzip my jodhpurs, pulling them down as she did, before running a finger along my boxers. The feeling of her finger on my cock, even through the cloth made me harder. This delighted Jenny, who smiled up at me, a devilish look in her eye.