So exciting, so hot, so wanton and free and beautiful. I love seeing her, and being with her, outdoors. It’s so freeing, so daring, to be nude outdoors, and although this time I didn’t get naked, it was the playing out of a fantasy, and that was enough.
We went for a drive, late yesterday afternoon. We didn’t have anyplace to go, and we don’t normally do that, but it was a gorgeous day and the leaves are turning, and since it was warm and clear and a perfect fall day we decided why not? So, we put the top down, and just cruised along to another little village, about 6 miles from our own. Holding hands, talking about nothing special, or important, just enjoying the day and being with her, what a great time that was.
We came across a winery that neither of us had been too, (not surprising for me, as I don’t drink), and randomly decided to go look around. Fantastic old buildings, stonework and old wood, and a quiet compound. There was a great old house, or something that started its life as a house anyway. It had additions here, and additions there, and a lot of stonework of its’ own. The whole front was a walled patio, with arches and round openings in the stonework, paved in old, mossy rocks. It was so interesting, and one of my thoughts was “too bad it’s not more private, and why did I leave the camera in the car?” All I could think of was a couple of nudes of Lynn against the old stones, which I’ve wanted to do for a while now.
So the winery closes, and as I’m driving back towards our house, I asked Lynn how her inhibition level was? She pretty much just asked me, “What inhibitions?”
So, we found a great place to pull the car off the road, and tuck it pretty much out of sight of the road, and picked our way through the woods to the railroad tracks- another long-held plan, was photos on the tracks, with the woods and all.
We walked along a ways, until we were out of sight of the road, and she started shedding her clothes. You can be sure, as she did, I started snapping the shutter. She posed, she teased, she would walk away and toward me, and we ended up with some great photos.
So, after she’d dressed, we were talking, and I asked her to do one more thing for me- and oh god, I was red telling her, but I wanted her to pee for me, let me watch her pee outdoors. I can’t even believe I asked her, and it’s really hard to believe she did- took her pants back off, and peed while I watched; then, she moved to an old hunk of something, and bent over so I could reach her from behind. I was so hot, moving behind her, opening my pants, reaching to touch her so wet and slippery, opening her up, I was sure I’d come instantly.
And, naturally, just as I’m starting to enter her, in the woods, the sunlight, the wind and being so hot, well, yeah, you guessed it.
The kids call my phone.
Damn, and blast, and all other manner of cursing, and laughing as well. Can’t escape them, nohow!
Couldn’t not answer, either, as when they’re home alone, we make sure they can reach us- and wasn’t about to make them feel like we were out of touch.
“Can we have Chinese for dinner?”
We laughed, we giggled, and we went and got take out for dinner.
Yes, we finished what we’d started, but it was later, in bed, and almost as hot talking about what we’d done, and seeing the photos, as it would have been earlier; and, I’m sure, some of that was for the anticipation building. Having kids old enough to be left alone for a few hours is wonderful, but still, anyone want to volunteer to be on call for my kids, at times like that??