Sunset Picnic

It feels like it’s been ages since my wife and I got a chance to be alone together, and to truly enjoy a date. So when she asked me last week if I could make some time for just the two of us, I took it seriously.

Of course, I didn’t let on to her. I nodded, agreed, but I haven’t mentioned it since… even though I’ve been working hard to make sure everything’s perfect before now.

Even if perfect means I now find myself hiding in a bush, watching her approach with her head down, brow furrowed as she read my last text with visible confusion on her pretty face.

“Surprise.”

I had explored the park and found this ideal spot that earlier in the week, and then had spent the last half hour setting everything up… and it was all worth it for the look on her face right now. That broad smile and total surprise. I’d do anything to make my wife feel loved, especially something as simple as this.

“I’ve got the cooler over there with a range of drinks, a blanket in case we get chilly, and I got a whole mess of things from your favourite deli for dinner.”

“This looks amazing. When did you have time to plan all this?”

“We’ve both been so busy, but I wanted to put something together for us, I mean we haven’t had much time with each other in weeks, like you said when we were in bed last weekend, and I wanted to surprise you.”

She looked so happy as her eyes took in our little spot, everything laid out and ready for us, though her eyes got especially wide when she saw the pastries.

“Like I said, I went by your favourite deli, and I know those are your absolute favourite.”

“Oh god they are, but I haven’t been able to get there in time to buy any.”

“I preordered them earlier in the week, didn’t want you missing out.”

She turned to look at me as she reached out to grab one, and squeezed my hand tightly.

“And of course, a little something extra special.”

I reached into the cooler and pulled out the champagne, the same one we’d celebrated our engagement with.

“To us.”

“And these are something I made myself.”

“Ohhh, smart man, you know how much I love a chocolate covered strawberry.”

“Honestly I just know how much you love strawberries, anything covering them is just a bonus.”

I feed it to her, watching as her lips close around the strawberry and slowly pull back before seeing her smile and close her eyes in delight.

“Mmm, god these are so good.”

She was mesmerising to watch, and in that moment nothing could have torn my eyes away from her.

“Shall I leave the bowl with you?”

“No no, hide them until I’ve eaten something else, otherwise I’ll eat them all.”

We settled down on the throw I’d laid out and I started assembling a plate of delights for her from the dishes I’d collected.

“So how was your day, my love? Everything go smoothly?”

“Yes and no, didn’t go wrong, but didn’t go as smoothly as it was meant. Give you two guesses why.”

“How much longer is your team expected to be catching what everyone else is dropping?”

“That’s just it, Eva is tired of the other department heads ignoring everything that’s going on and she really put them through their paces today.”

“And let me guess, they claimed to be oblivious?”

“Naturally, but she’s CC’d in some higher ups into the email she sent out before the meeting so they know they can’t play dumb anymore.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she talked. I was distracted by the way the sun slipped through the leaves above, and little speckles of light danced across her.

“What about you, did you get that account closed up?”

“No, things weren’t adding up so took it up to the powers that be. He agreed with me, the numbers they gave us didn’t match up with their sales figures.”

“You’d been saying there was something dodgy about them from the moment they popped up.”

“Yeah but it was just a feeling, when they finally sent through the paperwork I got my proof.”

She rolled her eyes, and warmth bloomed in my chest. I can always count on her to be on my side and this occasion is no different.

“How many times do you need to be proved right before they actually listen when you say something screwy is going on?”

“Now that is the million dollar question.”

The tension of the day unraveled around us as we laughed together. This is exactly what I imagined when I planned this. We spent the evening indulging in the amazing food I’d collected, chatting about everything and nothing and just enjoying the first real time we’d had together in so long..

“It’s starting to get a bit chilly, want to cuddle up under this blanket?”

“How could a girl say no to that?”

She came and cuddled in with me beneath our blanket, leaning back against me as I leant back against the tree behind me.

“This evening has been amazing.”

“It has been, I had no idea what you were planning, especially with all the scuttling from kitchen to car this morning,and then that mysterious text.”

“I was not scuttling.”

“I mean, there may have been a little scuttling, just a little bit.”

Having her so close created a warm feeling in my chest that slowly spread out like a bird extending it’s wings.

“I love these moments with you, simple, quiet, just us.”

“We’ve not had many of them lately. Often one of us has already been in bed asleep when the other got home.”

“I know, my love. It’s been happening far too often, and left far too few chances for me to pull you close and wrap my arms around you.”

“I’ve missed these arms, these hands.”

“That’s just because you missed what they can do.”

“Oh, is that a fact?”

I ran my fingers lightly down her arm before bringing them back up across her chest, tilting her chin up to look back over her shoulder at me.

“I’d definitely say so.”

She wriggled back until she was tucked more tightly against me, getting as close as she possibly could.

“It’s been a while since you’ve gotten to experience what these hands can do.”

“Far too long.”

“Life has gotten in the way so often lately, and we haven’t been able to make time for us the way we want to.”

That was unfortunately true. Try as we might, lately how busy we’ve been has left us with little time to ourselves, and not a lot of energy even when we were together.

“And how are we going to fix that?”

“Well we have plenty of time just now…”

“There are people nearby though, what if they see us?”

“We are completely hidden. Nobody can see us, and the nearest path isn’t too close either. Nobody will know.”

She didn’t say anything, and instead, pressed herself into me until her back arched.

“Well then…”

Her voice trailed off, wide eyes an invitation I know all too well, and I needed no further encouragement. I let my hand move down her body, my fingertips just grazing the soft fabric of her dress.

“You’ll need to be quiet though, okay?”

She nodded slowly, so I continued my tease, my hand moving down until I found the hem of her dress and found the soft skin of her thigh.

“You have such incredible legs, I always love seeing you in dresses at home but especially when we go out. It thrills me, getting to show you off.”

“I know, why do you think I take my time to pick just the right one.”

“Such a tease.”

My fingers were running up and down the inside of her thigh, in soft, steady movements designed to tease her exactly the way I know she liked. With every slow glide, I brought my fingers just a little bit higher.

“I’ve missed doing this so much.”

She let her head fall back against my shoulder and I felt her body relax.

“God I’ve missed the feel of you too.”

My fingers came up just that little bit higher, stopping just short of her lace between her legs, and her impatience got the best of her has she rocked her hips just a fraction, so eager to feel my touch.

“So desperate to feel my fingers against your pretty pussy?”

“Fuck yes.”

I loved when her need got the better of her, she could be so shameless when she got desperate for me like this. I wanted to reward that, so the words were barely out her mouth before my fingers ran up the soft fabric of her panties.

“Mmm, yes.”

The feel of her is like a siren song and I didn’t want to wait any longer, so I pulled her panties aside and ran my fingers softly up and down her pussy.

“Fuck you feel so good… so wet for me. Does it turn you on… doing this in public? Knowing we could get caught… knowing someone could hear us… hear you… Being such a good girl for me… come on… that’s it… just let me.. ”

“Yes, oh god…”

I delicately ran a finger up her pussy to her clit, applying light pressure as I started to move my fingers in a circular motion.

“You like that don’t you, the feel of my fingers against your pretty pussy.”

“Yes, I do, I really do. I’ve missed it so much.”

She was already trying to grind her hips against my fingers, and I could already feel how hard I was just with this small amount of play. She wasn’t the only one who’d missed this.

“Your pussy feels so good beneath my fingers, so fucking good.”

I started applying a little more pressure, more friction, and the movement in her hips became more prominent.

“Oh you want this so much don’t you? So responsive for me..”

“I do, I really fucking do.”

I moved my hand down and slowly slid a finger inside her, pressing my palm back against her clit as she continued to grind against my hand.

“Fuck, yes, that’s it.”

I added another fingers, curling them lightly up inside her as I moved them back and forth, pressing my palm a little more firmly into place as she moved her hips.

“That’s it baby, that’s it.”

Honestly at that stage I’m not even sure she could really hear me, but I did start to wonder if others could hear her… so greedy, she forgot we could get caught like this.

“You need to be quiet remember.”

She nodded but her moans continued to build so I carefully placed my free hand across her mouth. Somehow, the feel of her muffled moans against my palm made everything else somehow feel more intense.

“God you feel so good baby, keep grinding against my hand just like that.”

I felt her arch her back and as she continued to grind against my hand, it just felt so fucking good as her body coiled and tightened before…

“Fuck, yes, that’s it, that’s it.”

I held her tightly to me as her chest rose and fell, hearing her breathing coming short and rapid before it started to calm

“That felt so fucking good, didn’t it baby?”

“So good for me. You needed that didn’t you?”

“Oh god, yes it did, I needed that.”

She looked up at me and instead of satisfaction, I was surprised to see her still eager as she started to move her hips again, her eyes full of need.

“Greedy girl, that’s it, grind your hips against my hand. Fuck my fingers.”

She didn’t need any more of an invitation, and she rocked her hips into my hand, moans already building so quickly that I once again covered her mouth with my other hand.

My cock ached at the heady sensation of her wet pussy gripping my fingers as she fucked my hand, and her needy moans vibrating into my palm.

“Grind on my hand like that baby, fuck that’s so good.”

“Oh, oh fuck.”

It never takes much for her, that second time, and the pulse of your pussy told me she was close just moments before she-

“That’s it baby, come for me. Come on my hand, just like that.”

“Yes, fuck, yes.”

She had barely taken a moment after cumming before she turned to face me, pupils blown and cheeks flushed..

“Lay down.”

Her mischievous grin was too hard to resist, and my aching cock didn’t even want to try. Not when she wanted exactly what I did. I lay down and no sooner had I then she started to undo my belt and reach in for my cock.

I’d barely settled against the blanket before her hand was reaching for me, gripping my denim clad cock and giving me a squeeze.

“Fuck, yes, so hard for me.”

I could do nothing but watch as she straddled me, her hand working my zip to take me out as before she slowly slid down onto my cock.

“Fuck, yes, fuck.”

She started grinding again, my cock filling her needy pussy this time, and her hands gripping my shoulders as she found her pace and rolled her hips into me.

“You feel so fucking good.”

“Your cock feels so fucking good inside me, so hard… so good.”

“Yes, oh fuck yes, keep grinding on me, fuck. Ride my cock, baby.”

“Your pussy feels fucking amazing… so perfect for me”

“So does your cock, it always feels so perfect inside me. Your fingers are amazing, your cock is better.”

“Keep riding me, keep going, fuck.”

“That’s it baby, fuck, oh fuck.”

The world around me had melted away and in this moment all I could think about was her riding my cock.

“Yes, holy shit yes.”

My hands had slid up her bare thighs and gripped her hips, taking her pace and making it mine.

“Your hands always feel so good on my skin.”

She threw her head back, her fingers now digging into my shoulder as she thrust and rolled her hips.

“Fuck, I, I’m getting close.”

“Yes baby, good. I need it. I’m not going to stop, I need to feel you cum.”

It had been far too long and all I could think was how fucking good her pussy felt around my cock.

“Fuck, I’m close.”

“Yes, yes, I need it. Just think about how good this feels.”

That was all I could think about, how good her skin felt beneath my hands, how good her pussy felt.

“Fuck, oh, oh fuck.”

“Mm, yes baby, that’s it.”

“Fuck, that was intense.”

“Like I said, it’s been far too long.”

“It has been, but I’m so glad we got to do this.”

“Who knew picnics could end like this.”

“Do you think anyone heard us?”

“I’ve no idea, but maybe we should err on the side of caution.”

“I think that’s a good idea.”

We both rose and straightened out our clothes, then hurried to pack everything up.

“I can’t hear anyone around us at least.”

“Doesn’t mean there isn’t someone nearby.”

She flashed me a wicked grin as she said, the thrill is something we’d both enjoyed.

“Maybe we should have picnics more often.”

“Any excuse huh?”

“Oh I don’t need an excuse.”