Greg and Shannon have been seeing each other since just before Christmas and things are going nicely. Almost too nicely, if you ask their friends. They are always together now, and while they are careful when they're around friends or family members, as soon as they are alone they indulge, sometimes with reckless abandon. The chemistry between them is electric! That awkwardness of a new relationship is long-gone, and they are having the time of their lives exploring each other and the new things they discover together.
When winter eased into spring, Greg and Shannon found a comfortable rhythm they are still enjoying, taking full advantage of this summer's warm weather. During the work week they enjoy lunch at one of their favorite little cafés or restaurants near where they each work. On the weekends they spend as much time together as they possibly can. Saturday often begins early in the day and sometimes lasts the entire weekend. You can't say they've moved in with each other, they are truly inseparable, especially on the weekends.
Last Saturday Greg stopped by to pick Shannon up for the day's outing. He was stunned by her beauty when she opened the door. Wearing a white summer "sun dress" trimmed with tiny little yellow accents, she smiled and kissed him hello. The dress' thin linen fabric enabled the skirt to flow freely when she walked. Somehow in this dress she looked both younger and older at once. Younger in that it gave her a look of innocence, older in that it accentuated her feminine form like nothing Greg had seen her in thus far. "You are stunning in that dress, Baby!" he blurted. Maybe he gushed a bit -- but he didn't care. She looked incredible and he felt great that he would be spending the day with her.
"You don't look so bad yourself, Handsome," and she stepped back into her apartment, inviting him inside for a moment. Double-checking that they had all they needed for the day's shopping, they started out. Greg didn't mind shopping with her; it was a perfect opportunity to spend time with her -- lots of it.
About eleven-thirty they decided to beat the noon rush and stop at a nearby Bistro, ordered and chose a place in the outdoor café near the busy sidewalk. While they waited for their sandwiches they sipped their drinks and talked. They love talking, Greg and Shannon, and have discovered they love it when the topic meanders all over the place. Anything goes -- anything is on-topic. It's great. So when Greg asked Shannon if girls ever had fantasies, he wasn't terribly surprised to hear her say "sure". He was a bit surprised, though when he asked if SHE had any and she blushed, nodding that she did.
"What is it? Have you ever told anybody?"
She blushed. "I haven't... yet"
"Well then, now's the time," he smiled.
Shannon leaned closer, her eyes bright with anticipation, then leaned back... "I don't think I should"
"Sure you can," Greg countered, "I'll not blab it all around, you know that."
"Well.... Maybe."
"I won't spread it - honest - but I'd love to know."
She leaned in again. "Someday, " she began... hesitating... "Someday I wanna fuck like crazy -- outdoors."
"Ooooo nice one!" Greg beamed. "Where outdoors? Anything specific?"
"All kinds of places when I fantasize, really." She offered, "I just like the thought of the sun shining down, making me warm, even a little sweaty while I lose it with my lover."
Greg took another sip of his tea. "How often you think about it? A lot? Or just now and then."
"Well in summertime, like now, I think about it all the time. Not much in the winter, though -- who wants to freeze themselves, ya know?" She laughed and tossed her pretty hair back over her shoulder again. Greg had accepted her little bit of info, even asked more questions. She wondered if he would be the one to make it real.
