her life.
“I’m kind of hoping you are interested in more than a dance,” Brian whispered. A sly smile spread across his lips.
“Depends on the options,” she said coyly.
“Taking you out to the garden, hiking up your dress, and fucking you against that oak tree out there is an option,” he whispered into her ear.
Jeni’s face flushed. She felt the heat in her cheeks. Her panties dampened at the thought.
“Is that an option you’d consider?”
“Yes,” she said, smiling. “I’d consider it.” She would consider sex with Brian anywhere.
“Excellent,” Brian said and kissed her on the neck. “Why don’t we explore that option.” He took her hand and led her out the two large, wooden doors at the back of the reception hall and into the dark, cool evening air. September in Cleveland was hard to gauge. The days could be in the 70s or in the 50s. The nights could range from the 60s to the 40s. It was hard to know for sure if you could expect mild weather or the first crisp feel of autumn. This evening was cool, and the chill rippled through Jeni’s body.
“Seems like you did some investigating of the property,” Jeni said. She gripped Brian’s hand and intertwined their fingers as she followed him down the cobblestone path that cut through the beautiful garden that abutted a small park with a terrific view of Lake Erie. It was a romantic setting for a wedding and an exciting place for a sexual tryst.
“You could say that,” he said, stepping off the path and into the garden filled with lupine flowers and other various foliage. “I had a few moments when you were catching up with your friends. I thought I’d make good use of the free time.”
She followed Brian through the dirt and jasmine groundcover, despite her high heels. They reached the trunk of the large oak tree, which was set several yards back from the cobblestone path. It was quite dark on the backside of the tree away from the path, and the bushes and hedges made the area seem remote.
Brian pushed her against the tree trunk and kissed her hard on the lips. Her mouth opened, and his tongue swept in. It entwined with hers. He licked the inside of her mouth, as if he were starving for her taste. Jeni matched his enthusiasm. His hands roamed over the outside of her dress. The coolness of his hands and that of the air sent chills through her body and caused her nipples to grow hard. His fingers played with them through her dress, making them even harder.
“I thought we’d never get out of there,” he said between kisses. “How long did you expect me to contain myself with you wearing that dress?” His hands slowly went up her thigh.
Her body shuddered at the feel of his skin on hers. At first, his fingers caressed her sex through her panties. It was exhilarating. Jeni had to bite her lower lip to keep quiet. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head against the tree. She could feel the roughness of the tree trunk against the upper part of her bare back. It brought the reality of their situation to light. They were about to fuck against a tree at her friend’s wedding reception. The idea thrilled her. Slowly, he slid her panties to the side and slid his middle finger inside her.
“Christ,” he moaned into her lips, “you’re soaked already.”
“And you’re hard,” she replied, running her hand down the front of his shirt to his pants. She rubbed his cock through the material and felt it move underneath her hand.
“Practically all night,” he breathed. Brian worked his fingers in her pussy, sliding one, then two fingers in and out of her. His thumb circled her clit, and every time he did, she moaned in pleasure. Her hips moved against the heel of his hand. His fingers kept a rhythm in and out of her slit until she writhed into an orgasm on his hand. Her pussy contracted against his fingers. She bit so hard on her lower lip to keep from screaming that she tasted blood. “I love it when you come.” His