It was a windy summer's day, the brisk breeze causing the large white clouds to fly fast across the sky. The forecast for the weekend had been for heavy showers but so far we had got away with it, which was lucky for us as we were out mountain bike riding in the forestry reserve. It was cool but not cold, the clouds offering the constant threat of a downpour but it never really materializing. It seemed like the bad forecast had kept quite a few people away as the deeper we went into the forest on the marked gravel trails the fewer people we met.
We had just reached the bottom of long gradual slope that ran along the edge of the forest on one side and an open meadow on the other and had stopped at the large barred gate. To our left just inside the forest were several large fallen trees.
'Shall we stop for a while and have a snack?' I asked Karen my wife and she agreed as we had been going for a couple hours by that point.
We wheeled the bikes off the path and into the trees and leaned them against one trunk and then shrugged off our back packs. We walked over to another of the fallen trees that was so wide of girth that when you climbed up and sat on it your feet dangled a foot or so off of the ground. We fished around in our bags and found something light to nibble sitting close to each other.
I put my arm around Karen and said.
'Well. I'm glad we chanced it and came, it's been nice so far.'
'Yes, it's lovely, I really like it here.' She replied.
We sat and ate and watched as the few intermittent cyclists or walkers passed by on the path, unaware of our presence a hundred yards or so off in the trees. The wind rustled the leaves in the braches above us and made the grass of the meadow sway like waves on the sea. We snuggled up and she rested her head against my shoulder, I felt the heat of her head through her sort brown shoulder length hair. It was nice for us to get away and spend some time together, we don't get much time on our own these days. Still, we had enough contact for me to know and recornise the signs that Karen was feeling a bit amorous, and I was getting that message now.
I'd better point out that Karen has a daring streak in her. She likes to have sex in slightly risky places, it really turns her on a lot to know that people are nearby when we are lovemaking, although she really would not like getting caught, that's for sure! Karen shifted from my embrace.
'I think that I'll go a bit further in and see if I can find a place to have a wee.' She said, sliding down off of the log.
'Would you like me to come and keep watch for you?' I asked.