The Picnic
I got an email yesterday from an old friend letting me know about a picnic coming up. They said that it was a big even and that a lot of people would be there including a few of the local churches. This intrigued me as most religion does and I had nothing to do on the day in question so I decided to attend. As the Saturday of the picnic came I let my friend know that I would be attending alone as my wife was out of town and our kids were going to stay home to avoid the boredom.
I wore my normal gear of flip-flops, a well-worn gray t-shirt and Board shorts with a drawstring. If you saw me on a regular day in this you would think I had no aspirations and some days you are correct. Today I planned on talking with some folks, finding out how they tick and eat some food.
I arrived at the park and quickly found my friend Jim. He told me to walk around and get to know some of the folks so thats what I did. It was easy enough to mingle with the folks around as they were all the type to nod and say hello. Across the group in front of me was a few folks playing cornel with drinks in hand and others were sitting at the panic table eating their BBQ and burgers.
There were very few kids and thought that this was a nice change as they can sometimes be a bit hard to have around especially if I were to see something especially tasty. As I walked I happened upon an old friend Trevor in conversation with a couple. Trevor was about the same height as me 6'1 with a strong jaw and cocky attitude. He was loathed by many for how mean he could be and wore his hair pushed back short and wavy. Mouse brown with hard gray eyes and a 2 day old stubble grown in on his face. Today it seemed odd for how he was dressed given the temperature outside.
While not particularly hot it was also not cold either. I imagine he was hoping to look tougher than I knew him to be. He was wearing a black leather jacket, Black t-shirt, Old-worn jeans and a pair of broken in work boots. I walked up to them and slapped Trevors ass causing him to say "Who in the hell?!" In his normal grub timber, as he spun around to knock some sense into whomever just thought that was a good idea.
Upon seeing me his eyes lit up on the recognition and we exchanged our hellos since so long ago. After these pleasantries he turned to the couple that he was talking to and apologized for his language which I thought was weird for sure. Then he introduced me to them and I found out that his name was John and he was a minister at a local church and his wife Stacy.
I shook Johns hand and noticed a lack of confidence in his stance and demeanor but he held a strong handshake which was nice to see. Then I reached out to shake Stacys hand and as I looked in her eyes I could see sex. I could see from her eyes what she wanted and needed and I aimed to give her just that.
As we stood and talked I would steal glances at Stacy and look her up and down. Stacy had blond hair and blue eyes and a body that told you she knew what she had and how to handle herself and others. She was wearing a summer dress that buttoned up the front and scooped on her chest but held above her cleavage and dropped to below her knees, It was white with small flowers over it.
If I hadn't seen what I saw in her eyes I would have thought she was not in any need of attention. That was not the case and while I had her eye I blatantly checked her out, starting at her large breasts and continued down her body and over her hips and even motioned non-verbally to turn to the side and afford me another view which she smiled demurely and feigned the need to check her scrappy sandals and twisted to the side and over. Not only did this allow me a view of her spectacular ass but also as she bent over I noticed that she was wearing a white lace bra and as she stood up she looked to me for my approval which I happily gave.
At a break in the conversation John and Stacy excused themselves to get some food and left Trevor and myself to talk privately. I looked at Trevor and before I even said anything he knew what I was going to say. "She sure does look ready to fuck doesn't she?" He said. My reply was a nod of the head and we talked about the best options for us here. I told him that I wanted him to play defense and keep her husband distracted while I worked on Stacy.