The cooling breeze of twilight wrapped around his arms while the warmness of his arms wrapped around hers. The day was over now, and the two sat in a comfortable embrace to welcome the night's expansive sky, she leaning back on his strong frame as he toyed with the idea of grazing the underside of her breasts with the back of his lazy hand. Sensing the thoughts growing in his head, she shifted her body so that she could feel his growing appreciation for the moment in the small of her back. This allowed him to nestle into the soft spot right above where the cheeks begin to separate, each trailing off into wondrous arcs, the lines of which he had traced many times with his fingertips and many more when alone with his fantasies. The two had come to the park that evening with no intentions other than to watch the evening's stars fade into view, and with that design, they had laid down a blanket at a flat spot on top of a small hill and opened a bottle of wine. That bottle now lay discarded beside them, and he was not alone in realizing that the rest of the park seemed to have become deserted in the time it had taken to finish it. He leaned forward and began to nibble on the back of her ear, while his now active hand found the fullness of her breast.
"Mmmm," she purred, and let out a small laugh. "Did you have to get me drunk to think you could make a move like that in public?"
"Well, one, you're not quite drunk, and two, I don't think this is really public anymore," he whispered into her ear, one hand continuing to explore unabated as the other gestured to their apparent solitude. She arched her back slightly to allow him freer access, her nipples beginning to harden with both anticipation and the steadily chilling air. Her goose bumps could be attributed to either, but were probably more directly connected to his moist breath on her earlobes.
"That's not exactly poetry," she teased. "But the logic seems good enough." She turned her head so that her lips could reach those that been caressing her ear and raising the hairs on the back of her neck. Her heartbeat sped a little as their lips locked, and her hand began to drift down to the leg of his jeans. He continued to fondle her breast over the outside of her dress, now using both hands as they cupped her perky Cs, tender yet firm in his desire towards her matching and yielding flesh.
Their mouths opened slightly to allow their tongues to explore eachother, and she rocked her ass gently so that the base of his enlarged penis could now sit easily between the tops of her cheeks. Their breath was faster now and shared, although the rest of their movements remained slow if less than deliberate.
"The night seems to be ours," he said, breaking their kiss for a moment. With a grin, he added, "What in the world could we think of to do, all alone, out here under the cover of darkness?"
"Like you said, Brett, I'm not quite drunk yet," she responded with a smile. "Besides, it doesn't look we're all alone anymore." She nodded towards the base of the hill. Sure enough, another couple had just begun walking into their area of the park with what looked like a blanket and drinks, although it appeared to be coffee instead of wine. From a distance, it looked as if he was blindfolded and she was his guide.
"We can wait them out," Brett said, slightly perturbed about the disruption, but not in the least dissuaded from his aims.
"No," she said. "We've already been out here for a while. Besides, I think I'm ready to move this party indoors." She bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with intended meaning.
"Let's just wait a minute or two," he said, studying the area below. "There's no reason to hurry. Besides, we don't want them to see us leaving and think they drove us off."
The girl at the bottom of the hill had unfolded and laid down the blanket, while the guy, who was blindfolded, stood holding the coffees until she gently helped him sit down and gave him a kiss. When she took off the blinders, the couple above could hear him laughing.
