I move close to her and cradle her head on my shoulder.I move close to her and cradle her head on my shoulder. As we lie there, finishing our drinks, we talk. "It's really nice here the woods", she says. "Quiet, peaceful, romantic". "Yes, it is," I reply. "It's just what we needed - some time alone - to rediscover ourselves." "And what have you discovered?" she asks. "I've discovered what I knew all along", I answer, "I've discovered that I love you, that I love making love to you." "Must be something in the water", she teases, and we both laugh at the double meaning of the statement. As we laugh, the towel loosens around her. Her breasts peek out from the edges of the towel. They are beautiful breasts; soft yet firm, nicely rounded and full. Centered upon each mound is a circular brown aureole with a raised nipple at the hub. I have always loved her breasts. |