The Arboretum
Here is what I have planned for us next Saturday and I can't wait until I can see you then. I will pick you up at our usual meeting place. As usual, you will tell your hubby that you will be spending the day shopping and I will tell my wife that I am off to the office. As promised, you drive up wearing your black skirt with the slit up the back. I meet you at your car, lean in to kiss you deeply and place my hand on your bare exposed thigh. I feel you shudder a bit as I stroke your inner thigh while continuing to kiss you very deeply. Our tongues play with one another and the mere act of kissing you makes me hard. I finally pull away long enough for you to shut off your car and step from it.
I take you in my arms and press you against the door as we kiss again. You can feel my hardness against your thigh and you move your tummy against mine so you can feel it closer to your sweetness. "Where are we going today," you ask. "I have a special surprise," I say. "It's a beautiful spring day, so I thought I would take you to see a garden." I open the door of my car for you and hold your hand as you slide into the seat. You look perfectly lovely today. You are wearing a simple while blouse with your black skirt, with the top two buttons undone - just enough so that I can see the tops of your lovely white breasts as you lean over to give me another kiss. You are also weaning those very sexy high-heel strappy sandals that I love so much - and as you will see soon, they will play a very important part in our afternoon.
Our trip in the car takes us cross-town and up New York Avenue to the National Arboretum. It is a perfect day, and there are lots of people touring the grounds, but we drive around to the far side where the Japanese gardens are laid out. Not as many people know about this part of the park, but it's one of my favorites. We park the car and walk up a path into the gardens. The blossoms and flowers are bursting with color and fragrance. Stone gardens and softly gurgling fountains mix in to make the whole setting very reminiscent of one of our last trips to Japan (do you remember?). There are benches and pathways and couples strolling arm in arm, as we make our way up a short hill to a gazebo that looks down on the gardens. Few couples ever find their way up to the gazebo so when we arrive, we have it to ourselves.