After the hotel incident I dumped Lance. What more can I say. He was a bit weird to be honest and he wanted me to go back to that hotel but I didn't. The sex became rather boring as well.
However I did give the loner my number and I asked him on a date, and then he asked me on one, all innocent. Now we are on our third. His name is David. He is a generally all round nice person, with a slightly kinky side like myself. He's a lecturer at the university, but thankfully none of mine.
We were out in the countryside, hidden under a giant weeping willow, its long drooping branches hanging down hiding us from the rest of the world. A blanket was spread out on the ground and there was champagne, strawberries and other finger foods. I had rapidly grown tipsy on the champagne and decided to hug the tree and thank it for making such a romantic tent for us. With a giggle I tried to wrap my arms round the trunk. David joined me with the remark, "maybe I should thank it for letting me be here with a gorgeous girl like yourself."
I giggled again and then gasped as he pretended to miss the tree and got my breasts instead. He released one breast and let his hand run down my side and then to the bottom hem of my dress. He gently nudged my legs apart and I could feel myself growing wet at the thought of him taking me roughly up against the tree. Finding I had no knickers on he commented in my ear heavily, "ooh, you are a naughty girl."
I giggled again and put my hand to the crotch of his jeans and rubbed hard. He moaned, "very naughty."
