Finally, Pete and Kitty had a weekend alone!
They slipped their bags into the cottage on the outskirts of vast farm fields and surveyed the view. Nothing but the small compound of cottages and open fields for miles either side. Kitty gave a stretch and kicked her shoes off, picking up a much needed glass of wine, she followed Pete outside onto the patio yard. She cast her eyes over him as he explored the grounds, his fitted combats hugging that gorgeous arse and strong hips, broad shoulders peeling back the cover on their private hot tub. That was something she had in common with him - Pete had always loved her peachy rear and pear like hips, and she had learned to love her figure as much as he did!
Pete looked over his shoulder with the cheeky grin she had become accustomed to over the years.
"Fancy it?" he smirked, casting his eyes up and down her body as he tended to do when she wore her peach shorts and vest top.
"What, already?" Kitty replied. The sun was settling a little in the late afternoon, the last of the summer days were drawing to the close and it had been unseasonably warm during the day.
"Yeah, we don't need to unpack anything!" Pete replied, as he peeled off his rugby top and smiled a little wider.
"What are you thinking?!" Kitty asked, knowing full well where this was going having put up with his suggestive comments and jokes all the way here. She sat on the swinging bench opposite the hot tub as the man she would soon be marrying turned his back, whipping down the now un-belted combats and kicking them off, before swinging his legs over the side of the pool and plunging beneath the water in one swift and very-much-naked motion.
Kitty sat swinging idly on the seat, mind running through the view before her, the fact they weren't the only ones in the courtyard cottage setting this weekend, and the fact the September light hadn't yet faded enough. Yet Pete was infectious, his smile and gentle gliding around the pool was inviting, igniting a playful and daring streak within her.
After mulling over the situation, and seeing Pete lean back and shut his eyes to relax, Kitty decided to seize the moment. As the outside lamps on the cottage and landscaped yard flickered on to compensate for the setting sun, Kitty stood up and peeled her vest over her head, feeling herself start to flush with the anticipation of doing something she'd never even contemplated before.
Her thumbs hooked into her waistband of her shorts and lace-topped knickers and after catching her breath in one short sharp intake, she whipped them down her thighs and off her feet onto the lawn.
Now fully naked and exposed to the evening air, Kitty walked over to the tub, softly treading to the edge and looking at her naked lover in the water. Despite his solitary dip to this point, Pete sported a very inviting and somewhat accentuated erection in the warm bubbly water. As he stirred, sensing her gaze, she lifted her legs over the edge and sat on the side of the tub. As Pete opened his eyes, and sat forward, there was no time for any response before she plunged into the warm water opposite him, returning the cheeky look he had given her some minutes before.
"Well, hi!" he beamed as Kitty settled on the smooth seating opposite him, "I thought you weren't coming in just yet?"
"Well, it's not like we get to do this every day!" Kitty replied, feeling the warmth of the water enveloping her and contributing her flushed appearance.
Normally one to keep it cool, to build up, to prolong the arousal, Pete was not in one of those moods today! Like entering a discount sweet shop with a £20 note, he slid himself forwards, kneeling in the centre of the tub in front of Kitty, as she too sat forwards to meet him.
Maybe it was instinct, maybe it was hope, but Kitty's soft thighs parted as he approached, her knees settling either side of his hips. They met through the bubbles, his hands siding along the outside of her legs to her hips and helping to bring her forwards, Pete's lips met hers and her arms went to his shoulders, around his neck as she groaned into the embrace. As the kiss intensified, Kitty slid her hand down his chest, tracing a line under the water and gliding her fingers around his now somehow harder shaft. He broke the kiss and playfully nibbled her bottom lip with a gasp as she began to stroke in long deep motions between them.
Pete kept his hands on her hips, squeezing and dragging his nails along them, encouraging, drawing her in.
As Kitty slid forwards on the seat, she felt the engorged head of his cock brushing her now-sensitive pussy. Her whole body was flushed, engaged and heightened to the situation. Her pert soft breasts erupted from the water line, enough to be complimented by the cool air around the tub and warmed as they slid back under the waves that were now being made by the motions of her pleasuring Pete against her aroused womanhood.
As Pete lowered his head to suckle on her right breast, she slid her fingers away from his cock and felt it push against her gently, grazing and setting her nerve endings on fire. She moved her hands to the either side of her near-floating figure as Petes hands drew her hips off the seat and down, sliding over and onto his aching cock. Pete naturally moved back in the water, his back resting on the seats opposite and Kitty impaled deeply on him as she drifted into the middle of the tub.
Despite her initial reluctance to be naked, Kitty found herself sitting up - bolt upright - in the middle of the tub with her naked and eager lover under her. Steam wisped around them as her breasts hovered above the water, her hips flexing on Pete's cock and her hands moving forward to his shoulders as he supported her in the deepest warmest centre of the tub.
There was a deep connection, the contrast of the warm water around their waists and yet cool air from the darkening environment set her nerve endings alive as she began to ride.
