It was towards the end of summer and towards the end of our relationship. Tensions had been building up between us at this long distance relationship was starting to give. To take our minds off some issues during this visit, I took her to the park on the edge of town. We didn’t talk much but as we strolled along through the park I held her hand, sliding my finger to ease her up a bit. As we approached the bike path I noticed there was a trail that leads down by the river, so I suggested we find a quiet spot by the water.
As we sat near the riverbed, we didn’t say much to one another. She seemed so exhausted and noticed I was feeling on edge. I pulled her towards me, kissing her cheek and along her neck. She breathed heavily and nudged her face towards mine, yearning for my lips. Her lips locked onto mine, her other hand holding my side. Her breath was getting heavier. I slid my hand up her shirt along her soft thin stomach, up towards her petite breasts. My fingers caressed her nipples, and then I slid both hands down her jeans and grabbed hold of her ass.