We decide to go out for a quiet afternoon together so I have picked a very secluded part of the woods in the next county from Julie’s home. In the depths of the forest, there is a glade with a large sun-dappled pool surrounded by grassy banks. It is there, I hope, that Julie and I can have some truly private time for ourselves. As much as we both love the baby, it is time for us today.
I had encouraged Julie to wear only the lightest of sundresses since the day is very hot and even wearing shorts would be unbearable. Allowing the slight breeze to blow up her flimsy light skirt – she wears no panties - will be much more comfortable. I decided on nothing more than light slacks with open sandals and a loose short-sleeved shirt for myself. I packed a bottle of champagne and glasses along with some fruit and some pâté with some crackers.
We drove for a couple of hours until we reached the empty parking lot about a mile or so from the woods. It was mid-week so the lot was empty and we were alone, as I had planned. We left the car and walked hand in hand across the soft grass field to the edge of the woods. I carried a picnic basket with the food and chilled wine along with a large blanket so we could have our picnic in a comfortable setting. As we neared the woods, I spied the trail through the trees I had earlier checked out and we walked down it until the arbour created by the crowns of the tall fir trees opened up to reveal the well-hidden open glade with the sparkling pool centred in it. The water was warm and shimmering in the early afternoon sun and the warmth of the sun had taken the chill we had experienced in the woods from our skins.
I spread out the blanket and our food and lowered Julie to a supine position and began to kiss the side of her neck as she tilted her head to the side with a smile. As my kisses slowly moved across her shoulder, I pushed the thin strap of her sundress down her arm until the top of her breast was exposed. My lips continued their agonizingly slow path across the rise of her breast until I reached the nipple that had grown firm in the coolness of the woods. I wrapped my lips around this tasty treat and lapped up the pearly drops of milk that were appearing at its tip. Such a sweet taste! With each successive sucking motion, milk continued to flow into my mouth and was quickly swallowed. Our baby hadn’t been fed since this morning so Mummy had lots left for my pre-lunch snack. I quickly drained the first full tit and moved to the other and repeated my joyous task – cradling each breast in the comfort of my hand as I did so.
Julie had her hands twisted in my hair and is pulling my face harder into her swollen breasts encouraging me in my mission. Cries of ecstasy echo off the trees – her cries, not mine! While finishing my feast, I reach under her arm to find the full-length zipper at her side that is holding the dress up and slowly slide it down. Once fully lowered, it allows the dress to puddle around her waist and I lift myself up to pull the dress from her body. She lays back with her arms outstretched over her head and, arching her back to force her tits outwards, smiles up at me and says, “Can we eat later, Daddy?”
