Anna and Robert have made friends with an older man, Sam. He introduced them to naturism and Robert got him back into photography, mainly as Sam wanted to get Anna to be his model.
Anna stretched out on the bed and enjoyed the birdsong that wafted through the open window. She had a day off, that was the good news, the bad was she was working one day at the weekend, hence the free time during the week.
Robert had gone to work and she had no plans for the last-minute spare time, so messaged him for ideas, knowing he really only knew places to go and take photos. She didn't want to go far, but did want to get some fresh air.
"Ask Sam if he is free." Came the reply.
Anna was hesitant. She had thought of contacting their older friend, but was wary of how things had gone. Sam had been the perfect gentleman, which was a problem, Anna was increasingly becoming smitten with him.
After breakfast she sent Sam a message and was slightly relieved that he didn't answer immediately. The answer came half an hour, or so, later. He was free and was currently out taking photos. He suggested they could meet for lunch and she agreed. He mind began racing as to what to wear, the weather was good again after a couple of days of rain and cloud, the sun already feeling hot in the living room as the morning slipped away.
Anna spotted her friend a long way off. He had a tendency to look out of place to her, something she felt in herself, always hovering at the edge of society, not quite fitting in and feeling supremely awkward. He was quite tall too, something she hadn't really noticed before and his grey hair was shining in the sun. He had his usual colourful shirt, making him stand out in the parade of pastels of the passing strangers. Anna watched him for a few seconds, despite being out of place, no one else seemed to see him, he was just an older man, standing on a busy street, alone.
"Hello beautiful," he beamed at her when she walked towards him and she felt the blush spread over her face.
"Hello sexy," she whispered as she stood on her toes to kiss his cheeks, pressing her body to him for the briefest of moments. Now it was his turn to go red.
They sat in the cafe and talked, mostly about nothing much. He explained what he had been taking photos of and his excitement of getting the last batch back from the film lab that Robert had taken them too.
Anna remembered the photos, the last ones from the roll that her boyfriend had shot as she rode him in the secluded spot of the nature reserve at the weekend and then the topless shots of her and Sam. Robert had taken them to a shop near his work, he knew them and their discretion with developing photos. "There's not much we haven't seen," they explained to him on a previous visit, "and even then, we don't really care as long as the exposure is good."
Robert had also bought some new chemicals and he and Sam were making plans for a developing day soon.
Anna loved the excitement the older man had for his photography and Sam was excited about the growing fondness for sunbathing naked that his younger friends were acquiring.
"Where now?" Anna asked when the food and coffee had gone. She wanted a peaceful day and felt safe with Sam around.
"Let's go for a stroll, see where it takes us." He replied, without any real plan. He hadn't expected to see her today, so would just enjoy the company.
"Sounds like a plan." She added and headed for the door, Sam opening it for her with a smile and the warm air from outside enveloping her, masking the heat she was feeling in her cheeks.
They sat on a low wall by the river and watched the swans, glide along, looking hopefully at passers by to see if they had food for them. Then the pair walked down the sheltered path and Anna was surprised that Sam wasn't taking photos as the light was good.
"No film left?"
"Plenty, but I can take photos another time. Now I am with you." He said and smiled at her, causing her to miss a breath.
"You old romantic, you." She laughed as she recovered from the tingling inside her.
"Old, yes." He sighed.
She laughed again and looked up at him, "Not that old, just older." She said quietly as they stood in the shaded air and then she raised herself on her toes again to kiss his cheek.
They continued walking, with Sam slowing the pace as she reached out to take his hand and he began to stir at the feel of her skin on his.
It was quiet on the path, but the one bench they saw was occupied by some younger boys, trying to look mean, but only pulling off a convincing look of being spoilt kids.
They laughed as the pair approached, one sneering "Hey grandad, you could get arrested for being with her!" and another whistling and shouting "nice legs!"
Anna had worried about wearing the shorts and her fears were confirmed by the taunts.
Sam smiled at them, which confused the group and stopped the taunts, "Are you jealous of me for my young nurse?" He asked, directly to the teenager who had shouted first.
The group went quiet for a few moments, a couple of them turning away.
When they didn't reply, Sam walked away, leading Anna by the hand, the couple not looking back, but giggling quietly.
When they were far enough away Sam spoke, "I remember being like that, school has almost ended and the uni years await. Young enough to be brave, not old enough to be clever," then thought for a second and added "or be good with girls."
Anna smiled and relaxed again as they walked down the familiar path, the one that led to the nature reserve.
She knew what he was thinking and was apprehensive. She hadn't been alone with Sam, Robert had always been there and she was unsure what he might do, even if she did trust him. She was also worried what she might do.
The Robin sang near their bench and he looked out at the birds swirling in the hot air. "Still not many migrants have arrived," he said, to no one in particular as Robert wasn't here to agree, "but enough though to make the air sing." as he lifted his head back to soak up the sun and fill his ears with the calls from the reeds and bushes.
"Right, where next?" He turned and looked at Anna as she sat, enjoying the sun and peace.
She was a bit shocked, she assumed he would try and lead her down to the hollow where they sunbathed and couldn't be seen, hoping she would show her breasts to him again and maybe more. She was still trying to think of what she would remove if they went there and wasn't ready for the question.
"I don't know" she blurted out. "We could just walk some more."
"Great!" he replied and started to walk down the path, holding out his hand for her to take as she scampered to catch up.
They reached the road, looked at each other and shook their heads, turning to walk back to the river. When they reached it they stared out across the muddy brown surface and watched the sunbeams glint as small waves rose from a recent boat pass.
"Let's go and sunbathe."
Sam turned and looked at her. He hadn't expected that.
"Are you sure?" he asked, worried that Robert would get mad if he found out. "You know I might strip off!"
"I would be worried about you if you didn't." she laughed and turned to go back to the reserve, holding out her hand for him to take.
Sam knew the path well and noticed the grass had grown slightly and no one had trodden it down, the little hollow should be empty and it was.
"I didn't bring a blanket," Anna said as she looked at the slightly damp ground.
"I did" and Sam put his rucksack down and fished out a small piece of material, just big enough for them if they were close together. "I hadn't expected company" he explained, gesturing to the size of the blanket.
Anna shrugged and sat down, leaning back on her elbows to face the sun.
Sam did the same and felt a flutter of nerves in his stomach.
They sat basking for a few minutes and then she turned and looked at her older friend, eyes going up and down his body.
"What?" he asked
"Disappointed" she replied with a laugh.
He looked down, then sat up and began to unbutton his shirt.
"That's better." she whispered.
Several minutes passed, the air became still, the songs of the birds packed into it with the heat of the afternoon, making it heavy and rich.
Sam was topless now and Anna looked at him through partly closed eyes. She knew what he wanted, but both of them were timid, slightly nervous at being alone together here.
She reclined to lie on the moss and grass and sat back up quickly. "It's still a bit soggy." she muttered and reached around to feel the dampness on the back of her t-shirt.
Sam reached behind and felt the ground, then lay back. "It's ok," he said, looking up at her and trying not to stare at her breasts.
"My shirt will get wet and grass stained." She explained as she tried to feel her back.
Sam looked up at the yellow t-shirt and then lifted a hand to run down her back, causing a flutter in Anna's chest.
"It's ok and not too damp," he said, before giggling to add, "I have felt much wetter things from here recently."
She laughed, knowing full well he was referring her her knickers, soaked with her and Robert's cum after they had fucked here last weekend and that she had removed and handed to Sam when they met him afterwards.
She turned and tried to look angry, but they both laughed.
"Busted!" she mumbled.
"Anyway, you can always take it off." Sam quietly said as he reclined and took in the sun.
"You just want to see my tits again, Sam!" she tried to be indignant, but again laughed.
"Always."
"You have seen them a lot, aren't you bored with them?" She was still mystified why the older man was always hard when he saw her topless, even having seen her breasts several times now.
"Is Robert bored of seeing them? I doubt it. Why would I ever get bored of looking at your breasts, they are lovely. YOU are lovely. I will not get bored of seeing you, clothed or not." His voice was quiet, but firm.
