A cool night breeze passes over us as we sit together outside on the patio. A blanket over us, your legs in my lap, a drink in your hand. A small fire burns near us, it’s heat just enough to make this night almost perfect.
I see you glance at the fire, the flames catching in your dark eyes, then you look to sky, your expression tells me you are trying to understand your place in this world.
I set my drink on the table, my hands reach under the blanket and find your legs. You make a joke about my hands being cold, but don’t protest any further. I slowly rub your calves, feeling the tension release out of them. You sigh, look at me and smile, no words need to be exchanged, nights like tonight need only a few. Slowly I work my hands higher, pulling your dress up a so I can reach your knees. I rub behind each knee, then onto your thighs. You sigh, take a drink, and look at me.
My hands slowly work their way up, feeling each muscle release tension as my fingers massage them. I can feel my heart race as my hands move up, your legs spreading slightly, a soft sign of encouragement that you want more. You lean back, moving your legs farther onto me, I can feel my hands gently brush the soft panties you have on.
I look at you, your eyes focused on the fire, biting your bottom lip. My fingers move slightly higher, gently sliding your panties to the side. I’ve always loved the way you’ve felt, my heart races with desire as my fingers touch you.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uj1u07/an_evening_on_the_deck