Once again I have to give my wonderful proofreaders my thanks and blessings and I want to particularly mention Gari - she is indomitable in her pursuit of typos and slip ups.
As for all of this series, this one is for my muse, the wonderful Laura
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We walked through the woods hand in hand. When you had suggested that morning that we go for a woodland exploration you said we should pick out each other's outfits and we weren't allowed underwear.
"Expect to be fucked," you'd said over morning coffee in bed.
For you I picked out your white mini dress. I love seeing you in it because it only just covers your modesty. I love how you have to be careful not to expose yourself. For your feet I picked out your black, knee length boots. Not the most practical for a walk in the woods but we wouldn't be walking too far and the ground was pretty firm.
For me you picked out my mid thigh length, grey wraparound. "Easy to remove," you said, sending little warming twinges to my pussy. For my feet you picked out my platform mules because, "they make you look so fuckable."
We packed a shoulder back with all the essentials and set off.
The anticipation of what we were planning was making the warmth between my legs increase with every step.
We were following the nature trail, being shielded from the heat of the sun by the canopy of trees. Passers-by occasionally gave us odd looks but we just smiled at them and at each other. We giggled when a rabbit bounced across our path, stopped, looked up at us, twitched its nose and bounded up ahead, turning off the main trail.
"Let's follow her," you said quietly.
I smiled, "How do you know it's a
'her'
?" I asked.
"She looked at us," you said, "and spotted kindred spirits."
We turned off the track down into the thicket of trees. After a few minutes the sounds of the other visitors to the woods receded and we were alone.
We wrapped our arms around each other and our lips brushed gently as we kissed. You let out a soft moan as I stroked your back and lifted your dress, caressing the cheeks of your beautiful, bare bum. Our kiss became slightly more passionate, our tongues flicking over each other. I felt my heat and wetness increase as you lifted the back of my dress and massaged my bare buttocks.