An evening walk to the park we sit down on an old wood bench to watch the sun set over the lake.  This was our spot and being from a little town it was relatively peaceful on most nights.  Tonight as dusk set in we found ourselves alone except for the crickets in the grass.  You lay your head on my shoulder and heard a deep sigh as I wrapped my arms around you.  We both needed these little moments to escape from the stresses of our jobs, time for just us.

I was starting to wonder if you had gotten so comfortable against my chest that you fell asleep until I felt your hand move over my thigh.  You flicked at my zipper tab and looked up at me with a playful grin.  I felt the teeth releasing as you reached in my slacks and tease my cock.  “What are you doing?” You just smiled, sat up looking around and you pulled off your top.  “Someone in a naughty mood tonight” I jest as you just lay back down against my lap.  You pulled my thickness out and stroked as your lips encased the tip.  Fuck it felt so good I groaned as you bobbed your head up and down.  I ran my hand over your back and moved you skirt up over your bottom.  I felt your smile on my cock as I teased your petals with my fingertips.  I slipped my fingers in you as your hips began to move, your mouth feeding on me.  We edged each other, changing our speed and movements to let the feeling ache in both of us.  

The crisp night are starting to creep in with the dark as you started to tighten against my touch.   “Go on baby, cum for me.” I begged for it, I loved making you cum and honestly I knew I could not hold my own much longer.  You licked under my tip and told me to let go as well.  Then you worked me over as I fluttered my fingers in you, both cresting at the same time.  Your warm juices against my fingers and my cream spilling against your tongue as you swallowed every drop.   I pressed your skirt down into place as you zipped me up and we sat there snuggled up watching the moon reflect on the water.  A playful night of passion.

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A gentleman’s game.  Once a week they would gather in the park to challenge each other at the chess table.  The women would stand by their men and watch until one afternoon one requested to play.  A bold move for the times as they were still seen as objects, possessions.  Whispered conversations and grumbling as she stood next to the table.  I raised my hand to silence the others and extended an open hand to offer her the opponents chair.  To me the game of chess was not just a mental game of strategy but one of grace and beauty which she added to perfectly.