A Walk in the Park

Nervous, he pulled in to the park, uncertain what to expect from the day. They were going to meet at the entrance. They brought the kids and booked separate rooms for the weekend, just two single parents and their hooligan offspring enjoying nature. He looked around, and there she was. She noticed him and waved. This was the closest thing to a date he’d had in years. He smiled and waved back. They made their way into the park together and began wandering through the trails. They synced their Life 360 with the hooligans and off they went on their own.

He took a moment to really take her in. She had a shy smile and doe eyes that sparkled as if hiding a secret. She wore a backless dress and comfortable shoes, with a giant hat perfect for being outside in the sun. He could just make out her nipples…They made eye contact and he looked away, blushing. What am I doing? He thought to himself.

She was genuinely excited to be out with another adult. Aside from her best friend, she’d only interacted with the ex, and that only for the sake of coparenting. It was refreshing to be out with a man who was kind and interesting. She caught him looking at her and he immediately looked away, face red. So he’s feeling shy, too. Perfect she smiled to herself.

They made their way along the trail, catching up to a group of birdwatchers. Not wanting to intrude, he grabbed her hand and gestured ahead. “Let’s give them some space. ” She smiled as he released his grip and held on to his hand. Leading him to a split-rail fence set to protect the prairie. She leaned against the rail to look for signs of wildlife, letting go his hand in the process.

He could feel the heat in his face as he trailed behind her, admiring the sway of her sundress as she walked. She led him to a split rail and together they scanned for birds or bees or anything else noteworthy. Without thinking, he put his hand on the small on her back, letting her know he was behind her.

She felt his hand as he absently traced his fingers up and down the small of her back. He smelled of soap and aftershave. She breathed him in and reached back, her hand finding his leg. She gave a squeeze that seemed to wake him from his reverie. “Sorry,” he said, “I kind of zoned out.”

“It’s ok. Honestly, it’s nice to be touched.” She had been starved for so long.

They walked and came across a bridge over a small stream. The trail led to the bridge and a worn path went under it. They followed the path under as she led him by the hand. A metal rail ran along the short distance to cross under and she leaned against it, pulling him up behind her. “Do you think there are fish in there?” She asked. As he leaned forward to look she turned, her back now against the rail as she watched his eyes. She wanted those eyes taking her in they way they devoured the scenery. As he scanned the reeds for fish, she ran her index finger up the front of his leg. “Maybe there are turtles…” she watched his eyes widen as her finger approached the growing bulge in his pants. “Or, maybe it’s just us down here.” Just as she gave a aqueeze, they hear voices approaching.

He can hardly contain himself. Did that really just happen? They were on the bridge now. She had had a look in her eyes back there. There was something about a shy woman taking a chance like that. He was completely caught off guard but at least now her boundaries and intent were clearer.

Eventually, they had the trail to themselves and came across a deck with a view. She took his hand again and led him to the rail. They did not speak as he rested his hand on her waist, her skin soft in the open-back dress warm from the sun. She leaned into him, reaching back to pull his arm forward, his hand now on her stomach. Her other hand unzipping his pants behind her, she heard him breath fuck as she rubbed his cock through his boxers. His hand moved up inside her dress to tease her nipple as he nuzzled her neck. She tilted her head to the side, lips parting as her breath and pulse quickened while he kissed her. She reached into his fly and wrapped her fingers around him, smiling as his breath caught and his hand squeezed her breast. She let out a soft moan, feeling herself leak from his touch.

With her hand on his cock his self control was fading fast. When he heard a moan escaped her lips he imagined her wet for him, and reached down instictively to feel for himself. Her hand joined his, guiding him between her legs. With minimal effort, the thong was moved to the side, already soaked. As he teased between her lips, her moan became more feminine, her breathing- heavier. Her free hand reached up to the back of his neck as he better positioned himself behind her. Still not a soul in site. She leaned over the railing and pushed back against him, teasing his cock between her cheeks as she pulled it out. She lifted her dress as he closed in on her clit, and she pushed back against him, teasing him with the wetness he created, Rubbing it back and forth along his shaft as he gripped her harder. Fuck.

She couldn’t stop. She wanted every inch of him throbbing inside her. She heard him breath “Fuck,” as she guided him inside, hot and gushing. He clamped a hand over her mouth as she cried out. She pushed back against him, cheeks clapping. This was happening. He throbbed and she clenched, working his cock like a starved nymph with all of nature watching her take him in again and again. “You’re amazing,” she heard him say.

“You feel so good inside me,” she replied, breathing hard from exertion. Her moans became more desperate as his breathing became more strained. She began to tighten her grip, making him work harder, more forcefully. She could tell by his sound it was what he liked. Now to the point where he was unapologetically slamming into her from behind, her knees began to weaken. She put more weight against the rail as she squeezed him.

He lost himself in her. Entranced, he had been lured to this very moment; happily so. He felt her lean on the rail as her legs weakened and her grip tightened. She felt so amazing. She began to contract and he timed his thrusts to her orgasm. She came fully and loudly and he could no longer contain it, releasing inside her before they both slumped against the rail. A few more gentle gyrations before they came apart, the sweat and euphoria of what had just transpired permiated the air around them. He had taken his backpack off somewhere in the exchange, and now he reached into it for water, etc., so they could continue on their journey, both knowing full well nothing else in the park will compare.