Peter was out for his normal amble through the local woods. They were always quiet and he would spend the time thinking and relaxing in the fresh air. The only path was short and barely entered the woodland so Peter would always find a route through the trees.
On this day, Peter headed through a well trodden path of his. It was thick with tall oaks and had a mossy floor that was great to walk or relax on.
He did not expect to see anyone in the forest this far away from the path and so was surprised when he spotted a lady laying on a blanket under the trees reading a book.
She had long dark hair and soft pale skin. She wore a blue summer dress with small white flowers on it, that rested on her thighs. Her head was propped on a pillow and she held the book in her two hands.
Peter edged quietly forwards so as not to scare her and to try and get a closer look. He wanted to see her before she became aware of his presence.
He moved himself behind a tree that split into two trunks and positioned himself so he could see her clearly. He was no more than a few metres away and looked between its two massive trunks as she read.
He could now see her more clearly. She had a very pretty face and a large breasts that caused her dress to be pulled tightly across the front. Her skin was pale and looked soft to the touch.
As he watched her she adjusted her position to be more comfortable and raised her knees up so her feet were flat on the floor.
Peter flinched when she moved and hid himself behind the tree, worried that she would have spotted him.
He slowly edged his head back between the branches and looked once again at the woman. After a moment, she spread her legs slightly revealing a pair of white cotton panties. The crotch sat neatly over her pussy. Her short dress had fallen back and now sat at the bottom of her hips.
A surge of adrenalin had rushed through Peter and he could feel the blood starting to flow to his penis. He could not pull his eyes away from her. As he stared, she spread her legs wider so that he could see the tendons of her thighs and the white panties barely covered her.
She began to move her legs so they slightly opened and closed in a gentle and carefree way. As she did so, the fabric of her underwear would slip between her lips revealing the line of her pussy.
Peter could not believe he was so lucky to find this person lying in the woods. He could barely take his eyes off of her crotch as she moved her legs. All concern that she might see him was evaporating.
The more she moved her legs the more her underwear caught between her lips. After a few minutes, she slowly put a hand down and, using a finger ran it along the seam to realign them. She then moved her hand back to her book and continued to read.
She again, absentmindedly, started to rock her legs back and forth showing the
white underwear clearly. As she did this, again it slowly started to creep back in between. Once again giving Peter a view of her camel toe.
Suddenly, causing Peter to dart his head back, the book went down beside her. Peter was sure she he just spotted him, but to his relief she did not say anything. Instead, she put her hands either side of her panties and bending her knees slipped them off over her feet and put them down besides her.
Peter's slowly inched his head further out as she picked her book back up and continued to read.
Her knees still bent and slightly open gave a glimpse between her legs and he could see the shaved line of her pussy.
