Jim and Donna loved walking through the woods, especially early in the morning. This day was no different for them except they had rented a cabin in the mountains and decided to take an early morning walk before breakfast.
They put on shorts and T-shirts since it was mid-August and very warm. Although they were tempted to go barefoot the rocks were a bit slippery and wet and the underbrush in the woods could cut your feet. So they put on their walking shoes, filled a couple of canteens with water, grabbed a bottle of wine, two glasses and started out.
The view out the back of the cabin was so beautiful. There was a little path that led through the woods. There were lots of hardwoods that shaded the path, admitting only small patches of pale light as the sun began to rise. They could hear the birds singing already, calling each other and wooing each other. There was the sound of squirrels scurrying through the leaves and there were butterflies already drawing nectar from the woods flowers. The day was perfect.
They wound their way down the path in silence, holding hands and listening to nature's waking call. Suddenly they came to a small stream running through the woods. The glow from the now risen sun made the water appear golden as it ran over the small rocks. The water broke in sparkling bursts as it hit the rocks - as though there were diamonds being sent downstream.
Neither of them could resist. They sat down and took off their shoes and walked into the water. It was cool, but not cold, and felt so good on their feet with the sand between their toes. They laughed and giggled like kids as they walked across the stream. Suddenly Jim grabbed Donna and pulled her into the water. They were wet from head to toe. It didn't seem to matter at all that they had no dry clothes. As a matter of fact they both wished they didn't have any clothes at all.
Jim took Donna's hand and pulled her up. They began to walk downstream, carrying their canteens and their shoes and holding hands. Once again there was no laughter, no conversation, only the sound of the water rippling over rocks and fallen limbs. The stream widened and got just a bit deeper - halfway up their calves. The birds seemed to sense what was beginning to happen and sang their brightest songs.
There was a sand bar just ahead and without saying a word they headed for it. As they reached the sand bar and turned to sit down they both spotted it... it was the most beautiful rainbow they had ever seen. It seemed to come up out of the mountain and the colors were so deep. It went on forever and ever then appeared to crash into the next peak.
Jim reached over and lifted Donna's arms then slowly removed her t-shirt. She had on no bra and her full breasts rose and fell with her breathing. Her beautiful breasts - breasts that never failed to excite Jim. Her areolas were so large and her nipples begged to be touched and sucked so gently. He slowly took a breast in each hand and lifted them to his mouth. His tongue did soft circles around each nipple just brushing them lightly enough to make them erect. Donna moaned so quietly that it was almost as if the forest had sighed.
She opened her eyes and could see the rainbow over Jim's shoulder. The colors and the curve of it captured her and she felt herself falling into the sensations all around her - the sounds of the water, the sight of the rainbow, the smell of the forest and the touch of Jim's hands and mouth on her body. She took a deep breath and released it slowly so that each sensation was intensified.
