Summertime is one of my favorite times of year, but not for the reasons one may think. Spring is when I am at my individual best, I love when new life bursts forth, I am an avid gardener and you will often find me cleaning, planting, cultivating and watering. There is something which grounds me in the Spring which allows me to become more fully alive in the Summer. Spring gardening attire consists of old blue jeans, tee shirt, and hoodie for when it's still not warm enough to go without. Summer, well Summer, ah yes bikini and bare feet or tee & short shorts. If you see me first thing in the morning, it will be in a satin nightgown. It's winter now so it's flannel and no gardening, at least not by me ;-)
So this story takes place a few summers ago, my Husband and I went out to dinner, left the kids home, and then to the beach. I had a few glasses of wine with dinner and was feeling good, very good. For dinner I wore an open back blouse (no bra) and a sheer skirt which was, if the light was right, nearly transparent. When we were waiting to be seated inside the restaurant we spent time at the outdoor bar. I made sure I had the sun at my back so my husband could see I wasn't wearing panties and he could enjoy my thigh gap and natural garden.
When he noticed how my skirt, when backlit by the sun, was so revealing his head shot up and he had this incredulous look on his face (it was priceless!). I had never dressed like this before, so exposing, and he was shocked.
I looked past him and noticed I had drawn the attention of not just a few other men, but women as well. My husband saw me look past him and turned and they all quickly looked away. He looked back at me, smiled and then laughed. He knew I was his and his alone and I had no desire to be with anyone but him. He's my rock, my fortress, the one in my life who allows me to be me, completely.
He handed me my first glass of wine of the night as I leaned into him and kissed him fully on the lips, leaving no doubt to any one there that I was taken. I peeked out of one eye as I kissed him and saw clear disappointment on a few faces. Oh well lol.
Dinner was delicious, even the food was good ;-). My foot spent perhaps a bit too much time between Nick's legs and perhaps I gave our waiter too many views down my blouse.
Being this naked in public was having an effect upon me, and all in all, it was delightful.
After dinner Nick decided we should go to a part of our town beach which was mostly open but for a few sand dunes and shrub trees. We parked, and Nick retrieved a picnic basket from the back of our convertible, opened my door, took my hand and led me to the beach.
When we reached the sand I took off my heels (can't walk in soft sand in heels, some can, but I can't). We found a spot about 50 feet from the water on the side of a small sand dune.
The sun was setting, a light sea breeze and he laid out our blanket. He opened the basket and pulled out a bottle of champagne which he had been chilling since we left the house. Bottle opened, Cork popped, and glasses filled. We toasted to us and our life together. He took a big mouthful of champagne and then kissed me, letting it pour into my mouth. Our tongues danced sweetly in the champagne bath and then I swallowed it. It went down nicely.
We talked and looked out at the water, people walking by us. A few of the men slowed down to take a look at my exposed legs. My skirt had ridden up rather high by this time as we were on a slight slope.
My husband noticed my shameless attempt at getting attention and suggested we play a game.
I love games and am very competitive, and he knows this. So the game was, I was to sit between his legs, resting back against him, my legs bent at the knees and my feet placed flatly on the ground so that my skirt would be bunched up between my legs. I then had to close my eyes and he would tell me when I needed to lift my skirt up so as to flash my garden to anyone walking past. Not make it obvious, but rather like I didn't realize I was on display.
So I'm a prude and had never ever done anything like that, but the wine, the champagne and the romantic sea air were all luring me to a destination with sensuality.
Let the Game Begin:
The sun was setting and I leaned back against him feeling his warm, hard chest against my exposed back. He rested his arms around me and I closed my eyes. I could have just stayed there forever.
He gently squeezed me and then softly said, "Now".
I slowly adjusted my legs and pulled up my skirt and felt a cool breeze on my garden. I had no idea if anyone was there but it felt exhilarating. Then he told me to "rest" and I rearranged my skirt so as to cover my garden again.
He put a champagne glass to my mouth and I took a more than healthy sip. I suddenly heard voices coming from the left of us. It sounded like 4 or 5 guys talking loudly and laughing. I got nervous, last time I had no idea if anyone would be there, this time I KNEW there would be.
I felt his squeeze as the voices were almost on us and then he said, "Now!" in a whisper.
Fear momentarily gripped me, I felt myself breakout in a sweat, but I spread my legs, adjusted my skirt, felt the cool breeze, and at that moment all voices went silent.
My heart was pounding in my chest; the cool breeze became cooler as I was becoming hotter. Time stood still. I knew strange men were looking at my garden, which had only ever been seen by my husband. I felt my husband move slightly side to side, like he was shaking his head.
Suddenly the voices started again and as they moved away I heard a few comments, like, "what a lucky guy", "What I would do to have a time with her"; "that was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen in person". Later, Nick told me one of the men had mouthed silently if I was "Available?" and he shook his head "No" but did it with a smile.
The sun had set by now and it was dark, stars plentiful in the clear night sky. Nick was still holding me in his arms, we had played the game with a few more passersby until it was too dark.
He leaned down and took my earlobe between his teeth and gently nibbled on it while breathing along my neck. He knows this drives me crazy and I just sighed and leaned back against him, harder. Then I felt his arms move and a hand slipped under my blouse and cupped my breast. I told him to stop but he just laughed. Yes, it was dark, but people were still walking by and I could clearly see them and I was sure they could see us.
Suddenly I felt his other hand on my other breast, I tried to move away but he held me still by holding both of my fawns. "Nick!" I hissed, "knock it off people will see!". His only response was to kiss my neck and gently pinch my nipples. A slight moan escaped from my mouth which I quickly covered with my hand.
His big warm hands caressed and moved in amazing ways and I was suddenly not fully aware of where we were. Then he moved his left hand down my belly all the way down to my garden.
That got my attention quickly! I grabbed his wrist and said quietly, but firmly,
"You can't do that here!! Stop!"
I felt him chuckle just as his fingers found my treasure box and I felt him enter me easily with one finger, then two.
