The sun was beginning to set, but the late spring air was still warm. I made my way across the grassy field at the city park. Liam had instructed me to meet him near the picnic area by the river. The park was nearly abandoned, it was a weekday and everyone seemed to have gone home. A couple still strolled the path on the far side, but they headed in the opposite direction of my destination. Soon I made my way down the path, through a thick grove of trees that blocked any wandering eyes that could look my way.
I could make out the massive shadow of Liam down the path. He was standing near an empty picnic table and facing away from me. Casually he tossed a stone into the nearby river.
“I was beginning to think you weren’t coming,” he stated without turning around. His voice low, almost frustrated. I could already feel the warm wetness pooling in my panties.
“Sorry, I had to wait for my husband to leave,” I explained as I stood next to him.