LOL. The shorts were just plain old shorts, silly man.Seekingmore12 wrote: ↑Thu Jun 06, 2024 5:34 pmToday was another date day….the picnic blanket that adventurer bought, a bright slightly windy day, LFA in these tight green shorts…was a sight to behold.
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For those who want more details, G had a meeting out my way and asked if I was interested in meeting up. The original plan was for a quick kiss. I, of course, said yes. Then, he said that maybe he'd even have time for a walk. It was a beautiful day, and I said that I might wear a sundress. He responded by saying that would tempt him to do naughty things and he needed to be presentable for his meeting. LOL. So, when the time came to head to the meeting spot, I opted to wear shorts and a t-shirt.
It was a very typical, every day kind of summer outfit for me. Nothing terribly special. I was purposefully trying NOT to lead him into temptation.
When I arrived, G was already there. And he told me his meeting was cancelled! He had all the time in the world to spend with me, and there I was in my chastity shorts!!!
We had a lovely walk and found a great little spot to set up a picnic blanket. It was mostly private, although we could make out the driveway/interior road of the cemetery through a few shrubs. If I could see cars on the road, I expected that they could see us too.
We lay down and kissed a bit. G's hands went inside my shorts. I told him that we might be visible to people on the road. He said we'd look like we were holding hands. Ha ha ha. I said that that was not at all what we would look like.
My clit, however, enjoyed what he was doing, so I didn't stop him. After I came, we kissed a bit more. My hand was stroking him through his shorts. I was looking around and it seemed FAIRLY safe. I undid his belt buckle. I looked around again and slipped my hand inside his shorts, then under his boxer briefs. His cock was hard for me. It was straining to come all the way out. I tried to keep it in his shorts, but little head had a mind of his own. He was going to get free!
I let him escape and used my hand to stroke him. G was laying back with his eyes closed. I spotted a car and kind of covered G's cock with my hand and smiled sweetly. I don't think the driver even noticed. Then I began stroking again. He was starting to drip precum. I desperately wanted it. I told G that I wanted more. I really wanted to fuck him. He said he wanted to fuck me too. Then I said I was going to take him in my mouth. G promised to keep a look out (I don't think he really did).
I gave it one last glance around and then bent my head down. He tasted so good. I was listening to sounds around me, hyper alert for maintenance crews, approaching vehicles, or even pedestrians. At some point though, as my speed picked up, I thought, "let's just go for it".
I'm happy to report that G came hard in my mouth. I gave him a few extra seconds to make sure his cock was done pulsing, swallowed, kissed the tip and sat back up. I tucked him away so that he wouldn't be totally exposed if someone came by. After a few minutes, he adjusted himself and did up his fly and belt. We had successfully managed it without being caught!
We stayed on the picnic blanket for another 30 minutes or so. We kissed. We talked. We made plans for our threesome date next week, and some other activities later in the summer. Then I said that I probably should get back home. After all, it was a work day, and eventually people might notice that I wasn't responding to email very quickly
We packed up the blanket and walked towards our car. As we left our spot, we noticed a few cars parked on the road nearby. Pall bearers were carrying a casket towards a plot. We smiled respectfully. I had a little bit of guilt about being naughty so close to where something meaningful was taking place, but then I changed my mind. When G and I had just started our walk that day, we paused by a bench that had an inscription with something like "In memory of John and his beloved partner Helen". I thought that all of the Johns and Helens in the cemetery probably didn't mind at all that lovers had come to join them for a moment of passion. As long as we didn't actually disrupt anyone's ceremony, I think we were probably fine.

