I woke up around 7:30 to find Donna drying her hair. She had already showered, which she said she needed after the previous day, since I had left her such a mess. "Don't wear panties again today, and see what happens," I warned her, slapping her bare ass as she stood at the counter.
"We'll see about that," she said, smiling at me. I went into the bathroom and got ready. She was still naked when I came out of the shower.
"So what are you going to tease me with today??" I asked. "Keep in mind, it will be hot, and I have something planned that will have us doing some walking."
"I think I have something that will work for that," said Donna, pulling a pair of cutoffs out of her bag. She stood facing me, smiling, as she stepped into them, pulling them up over her blonde fur patch. They were long enough so she wasn't hanging out of them as she stood, but the legs were wide, and I could see I would be often seeing her charms today.
"You're asking for trouble, you know."
"Yup-and I bet I find it too!!" Donna put on a loose tank top, guaranteeing I'd be seeing a lot of her tits, and she was ready. I got dressed and we were off. We grabbed some Krispy Kremes for a quick breakfast, and I took her out to Cadillac Ranch, just west of town along I 40.
"I'd heard of this place, always wanted to go here," said Donna, a look of fascination on her face. "It seems so stark, the cars are just stuck in the field with all this flatness. Interesting art." We walked through the cars, Donna looking up and down in them. As she moved around, I enjoyed the view of her tits swinging inside her top. It was going to be a good day. We were really getting along-aside from all the sex-and really enjoyed being together. We were getting comfortable with each other as well, and had some deep, intimate conversations about life and love.
"That was fun," said Donna. "I've read about much of the odd art around the country, but never had the chance to see it. I really appreciate that you will take the time." She leaned over and kissed me sweetly, more affection than the lustful kisses we shared most of the time. "Thank you. I could not enjoy this more."
"It's my pleasure," I said. "I'm having a great time with you, really enjoying spending time with someone who appreciates all the odd and quirky things I like too. I could spend a lot more time with you, as I really enjoy a companion who is smart and well rounded. Too bad your husband doesn't get it."
"Maybe I'm just married too long. Oh well-his loss."
We looked at each other a moment, realizing that maybe there was more to this connection than just a hot sexy joyride.
"I have another place I want to show you," I said. "I think you'll like this. It's not like anything else around here." Donna looked at me quizzicaly. "Let's take a slight detour."
I headed back to I 27 and went south to Canyon, then east on Texas 217. As we drove, I pointed out Amarillo across the flatness of the landscape.
"How far away is that??" asked Donna.
"About 20 miles, give or take," I said.
"Funny, this is the image that always comes to mind about this part of the country, flat as a pool table in all directions."
"It's about to change. Give me five more minutes." Donna looked curious. Soon we were seeing ravines coming up on each side of the road, and then at a gatehouse. "Welcome to Palo Duro," I said. "This is the wild west landscape that comes to mind when you think of Texas." We went in, and started down the road into the park. Donna was wide eyed as we got farther in. "Hard to believe this is here, after you've been out on the high plains. It's a different world."
"I'll say," said Donna, still agape. "This is amazing, and so beautiful." We drove down to the end of the road and parked. There are several trails down in the river bottom, which I thought would give us a chance to get out and walk some. Donna was up for it, so we grabbed a couple bottles of water and headed off into the sagebrush. It didn't take long before we were some distance from the parking lot. It was warm, and we were both starting to sweat a bit. Donna was getting that glow that comes from a workout, and she was looking really hot in her cutoffs and tank top.
"Time for a break??" I asked.
"Sure. It gets hot here fast, but I guess that's Texas," she said, sitting down on a rock.
I looked at her. "You're hot at any temperature!!"
"HA!! You're just trying to get into my pants!!" said Donna, laughing.
"You know I will," I said, moving closer to her. The rock she perched on was just high enough that I could kiss her without leaning too far forward-and just the right height for me to go down on her if I knelt in front of her. On the way down to the park, I had taken advantage of her cutoffs, my hand on her thigh, caressing gently, reaching inside her pants leg just enough to tease her blonde curls and occasionally her labia. She, on the other hand, was a little more aggressive, stroking my cock through my shorts, getting me hard, something she was remarkably good at. We were primed for a little outdoor adventure. I kissed her gently, then more deeply, pushing her top up so I could play with her small but sexy tits. I soon had her moaning and her nipples standing up. I pulled her top off, stepping back to enjoy her tits in full sun. There's nothing like feeling open air on your body, or seeing it in daylight, so it was a treat to see her out in the open. I knelt in front of her, taking first her right tit in my mouth, then the left, gently tugging on each til Donna was holding my head and sighing.