So as fate would have it, the most gorgeous guy that has ever came on to me had a girlfriend. Typical. After loads of persuasion, I agreed to meet him for a “chat” just as friends.
I picked him up and he gave me directions to a beautiful wooded area that was quite secluded. He said it was a nice walk. I wish he had warned me of the fact we were going to be hiking through a forest before I decided to wear a skirt and heels.
We got out the car and started walking, once we were clear of the car park and the odd few dog walkers, he grabbed my hand. We chatted, just regular stuff, and somehow got onto the topic of our sexual bucket lists. He said he had never had sex outside in public before. I looked up at this tall, sexy as fuck guy and my slutty self couldn’t help but feel sorry for him that he hadn’t experienced it.
I smirked at him, and he swallowed hard. He knew what was coming. I reached down and stroked him over the top of his jeans.