Two college students find their sexuality
"See you here or at your truck?" Pat suggested to Roger.
"In the parking lot sounds fine... Ok see you in a while sweet thing."
As they left the cafeteria he put a hand behind her and softly rubbed her butt, one finger curled in and pressing in her skirt.
"Will you behave yourself?" Pat said, while inside she had enjoyed the cheeky move.
Pat came out of class, and headed for the doors to the parking lot. There was Roger sitting in his old Chevy truck, the radio on the local station, playing the usual rock music that was standard fair for most of the students.
As she strolled up he looked up and waved. Walking round to the passenger side she hopped in, and sidled over the bench seat, and sat right next to him.
"So how was your class today, not to heavy?" Roger asked. Leaning to kiss her on the cheek.
"No not really, pretty much all we did was revise what we had last time. That's fine by me. At least now I have better understanding of the basics. How was the drafting?'
"Not bad, I find it really interesting, my problem was that I kept seeing the sexy goings on you told me about in McDonalds. You know Rhonda and Curtis. Did he really have a hand in her jeans? I just want to drop by home for a sec and then we'll go get the subs OK"
"Ok. Yes he did and I saw them on the way here. They were necking in the hall like crazy. They are a hot item for sure. I get warm just seeing them. Pat said squirming on the seat.
"Is that what's called compatibility?" Roger replied 'Chuckle chuckle'.
"It's something for sure, and they're enjoying it."
They drove out of the parking lot and on the way to his home. Steering with one hand and the other on Pats bare knee. She put her hand on his but didn't move it. Pulling up in the driveway he said, "want to come in, I'll only be a minute,"
"No I'll wait here for you." Pat replied softly.
Roger left and went into the house, and after a few minutes came out with a tote bag. He put the things behind the seat got into the truck.
As they drove into the Subway parking lot Roger said. "Yeh let's get our subs. What do you want to drink a cold drink or a coffee?" After a pause he suggested. "What say we get milk shakes on the way to the lake?"
"A coke will be fine for me." Pat said.
"I'm having a Italian BMT sub which would you like?"
"Mm good question, I'm not sure right now, Pat, said... A flatbread sandwich I think with turkey. All the usual stuff I have. And just pepper." She said after a pause.
"Ok sit tight and I'll be back shortly." He said as he got out of the truck.
He came back with the drinks and subs. There was a small cooler behind the seat. And he put the food in it and closed the lid, and got in.
They drove out of the parking lot and away to the lake.
"The lady that served you looked as miserable as sin." Pat said.
"Must be having a bad day I guess." He said, as he put a hand down on her knee squeezing it playfully. Applying a bit of pressure on the inside of her thigh. As a result her leg pressed against his.
As they drove she put her arm around his shoulders and stroked his ear and ruffled his hair. She bent her leg and proceeded to put her foot up on dashboard. Her skirt slid down her thighs.
Her legs apart his hand was now lower down on her leg. The warmth radiating off of it was exciting to him. His fingers were barely touching her, as he caressed her thigh. His caresses very slowly moved toward her crotch.
Pat was nervously enjoying the attention, which had got her pulse racing. and made her lips dry.
As she stroked his neck, her other hand moved from the seat into her lap. Coming to rest at the edge of her skirt, which she crumpled in her fingers. Opening her hand, Her fingers touched his in between her thighs. She moved it touched his fingers. Moving her hand till it touched the front of her panties. As though tempting Roger to follow.
His finger slowly traced a line behind hers, where he enclosed her fingers in his. Gently squeezing her hand, he rubbed it against the warm material. This was too much for her, nervously she held onto to his hand, slowly pulled his hand away and laid it on top of her thigh. Where He lightly rubbed her leg.
When they got to the junction that they needed Roger took the road that took them to the old farm where they had stopped at before. He parked behind the old barn. There the truck now wasn't visible from the road.
Getting out Pat took the bag from behind the seat and he got the cooler.
It was a ten-minute walk down the deserted logging trail. They strolled along hand in hand "This is a pretty wood. I wonder why there are no gnarly bushes here?" Pat asked
"A good question. Maybe the loggers cleared them out. It's nice not having to avoid them though." he replied.
The path was winding its way through a forest of aspens. Which were Thicker in some spots than in others. The odd clumps of wild flowers were growing freely among them.
Rounding a rock outcrop twinkling water could be seen through the trees. Coming out of the wooded area onto a grassy area that gently sloped down to the waters edge.
"It's just as I remembered it" Pat said as she dropped her handbag A few yards from the trees. "I need to pee," she said as she half turned she slipped her hands under her skirt and hoisted it. Slipping out of her panties. Holding them as she squatted and peed a steady sparkling stream into the grass. When she was finished she stepped away and slipped her panties back on and strolled to where Roger had spread a blanket on the grass.
As Pat got to him he was stripping his t-shirt off.
"Me thinks its going to be my turn to have to pee before too long" he said as he roughly folded his shirt and put it on top of the tote bag at the top end of the blanket.
As he bent down to put the shirt down Pat playfully squeezed his butt. Spinning around he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him, leaning back lifted her off of the ground. Holding her in a bear like hug.
