Elisa and I drove to the north-east end of Woodland Park during the early hours of the evening. I had my camcorder with me; I had checked to make sure it was still in working order before we left home. It had been months since the last time I used it. The fact that we decided to have some fun outdoors made it more deliberate to bring it along. Elisa and I have been cooped up indoors for much of last year; it felt nice to see trees close by instead of from afar.
I found us a parking space and then we got out, and I consulted a map of the park before indicating where we should head. We passed other folks who were there for an evening stroll. We held hands while we walkedβtwo middle-aged people wanting to spend time in the bosom of Nature. The air felt thick; now and then, a gust of wind threatened to blow my hat off my head.
Elisa wore a floral dress. The way she walked, I knew she was itching to take it off. Nobody that saw her could tell that she was bare underneath except for a pair of Thigh High stockings. I carried the camcorder in one hand but got out my phone with my other and told her to strike a pose for me. I took snapshots of her as we made our way along the paved road. We were a typical couple having fun in the woods; nobody could have guessed our ulterior motive.
People were strolling around us, but the farther we ventured into the park, the fewer people we saw. Many of them travelled the popular routes. We got to a particular fork in the road, which was when I indicated at Elisa to go off track. We stepped off the path and made our way past a range of poplar trees that led towards a rocky crevasse. I gazed beyond the trees to observe the sun's position in the sky. We had at least two hours of worthy daylight. That meant that we had at least an hour to accomplish what we came here to do, then hurry our asses back onto the path, least we stroll about confused as to wherever we might be. People have ventured off assigned paths now and then and gotten lost in Woodland Park. Some have even ended up tragically in the news.
I have been visiting Woodland as far back as I could remember. I should say that I'm quite familiar with these woods, except I would be lying. Besides getting lost, there are also wild foxes and even bears roaming the park's interior. You can't ever be as careful as you'd hope. Lucky for us, our chances of encountering any animals were slim, except for the horde of bugs trailing behind us.
"This spot looks good," Elisa indicated at a pair of fallen trees beside a wall of rocks. Beyond the rock wall was a breathtaking view of the valley.
"Yeah, this will just about do," I agreed. "Let me get us set up. Keep a look-out to make sure we're alone."
The ground was littered with dry grass and fallen twigs that nearly blanketed the sparse growth of grass beginning to bloom all over the woods. I switched on the camcorder and then looked for a suitable spot to mount it. I checked to make sure the lens was aimed in our direction, then wedged a small piece of rock underneath to make it stand perfectly.
"Yeah, I think we've got it there," I said before turning towards Elisa. My penis was already knocking hard in my shorts as I dug my hand inside, grinning like an anxious kid. "You ready, babe?"
"Ready whenever you are, hon," said Elisa.
She lifted her dress over her backside, exposing her bare bottom and Thigh-High stockings to the world. I unzipped my shorts and began stroking my semi-hard penis as I approached her.
"Need to get that lubricated first," Elisa said before dropping to her knees and taking ownership of my cock and then giving the tip a smooching kiss. "Hmmm, just the way I like it."