“Is that a new car? It's beautiful.”
“Thanks. I've had it in storage. It just arrived. It's a 1967 model. It seemed like a nice day for a drive. Get in.”
Jessica hopped in the passenger side and the took off. Eventually it became clear that they were headed up into the mountains. They were gorgeous this time of year, and Jessica always enjoyed a mountain drive.
“So, Ryan, how was your trip?”
“It was fine. I just needed to take care of a bit of family business. Everything's OK in Pittsburgh.”
“How is your family?”
“Fine. My parents are starting to slow down a bit, so I'm trying to see more of them these days when I can.”
“Are they retired?”
“They are now. Dad recently retired from a manufacturing company that he founded. They're going to travel a bit more now that they've got the time.”
“That's nice. It's always fun to travel. Speaking of travel, where are we going?”
“You'll see.”
They drove along the two lane highway for about twenty more minutes and then turned off on a dirt road. They continued down the dirt road for what Jessica thought must be four or five miles. Then they turned down an even smaller road and went a few hundred yards. Ryan stopped the car.
Jessica looked around. They'd stopped amidst a thicket of trees alongside a brook. The mountains rose high above them and aside from the sound of rushing water, the place was eerily quiet. It seemed that there wasn't a soul within miles of them.
“I just thought this was a great day for a picnic. And I can't imagine a better place to have one. What do you think?”
“It's beautiful. How did you ever find this place?”
“It's some land that belongs to an uncle of mine. It's private land; no one ever comes here. He hopes to develop it someday, but for now, it just sits here.”
“So what do we do now?”
“We have a picnic. Come on.”
Ryan got out of the car and opened the trunk. He removed a blanket and a picnic basket that seemed rather heavy. They put the blanket down in a shaded area near the brook. Ryan produced a bottle of wine and the usual picnic meal of fried chicken and potato salad, two things that he knew were among Jessica's favorites.
“I'm impressed. You knew what to bring.”
“I do my homework, you know.”
They talked a bit about his trip to Pittsburgh while enjoying their meal and their wine. Then they held hands and took a walk along the brook, admiring the deer and other wildlife they saw on the way. After their short walk, they returned to the picnic site and sat down on the blanket.
As they sat next to one another, Ryan put his hand around Jessica's neck and gently pulled her toward him. As their lips met, Jessica felt her flesh tingle, as Ryan's kisses always stirred her most basic inner desires. As their tongues became entangled, time effectively stopped for Jessica, as she was completely lost in the moment. That kiss might have lasted seconds or hours; she didn't know. She surrendered completely to Ryan as his lips and tongue claimed her mouth as his own. Her pulse quickened as Ryan ran his fingers through her hair.
When the kiss came to its inevitable end, Ryan proceeded to lie down on his back, pulling Jessica close to him as he reclined. She lay on the blanket next to him and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, teasingly doing so one button at a time. When his shirt was unbuttoned, she began to trace the contours of his chest with her index finger, running around his nipples and across his astonishingly tight abs. Jessica never understood how Ryan manage to stay so fit, given his grueling travel schedule. She was grateful, though, as the sight of Ryan without a shirt just made her quiver inside.
Jessica saw that he was becoming erect, so she unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his jeans. As she pulled down his jeans, she saw the formidable bulge in his underwear.
Jessica stood up and pulled her shirt over her head, and then removed her own jeans. Ryan watched intently, his desire for her clearly evident from his erection. Jessica was a bit uncomfortable taking off her clothes in a public place, but her lust for Ryan quickly overwhelmed that discomfort.
“Come here,” he said. Jessica was clad only in a bra and panties.
She again sat down beside him, each of them dressed only in their underwear. Ryan slowly removed her bra and began to kiss her, starting at her shoulders and then moving to her chest, licking his tongue gently around her now-erect nipples. With two fingers on each of her hips, he pulled down her panties, exposing her wet mound. He gently pulled her legs apart, and then lowered himself to kiss the folds of her damp pussy.
Jessica moaned with approval as his lips met her flesh.
Her knees shook as his tongue teased her hard, sensitive clit. He began to lick it ever so gently with the very tip of his tongue. Jessica began to squirm, and she gasped as he slid one, and then two fingers into her moist entrance. He continued to lick her while massaging her with his fingers and she felt herself approaching the edge of orgasm.
She gasped again as one of his wet fingers slipped out of her pussy and touched her tighter rear opening. His first touch was so gentle, but he then began to add more pressure, wiggling his finger just a bit as her opening stretched to accommodate it. She moaned at the sensation.
“Do you like that, Jess? Do you want more?”
“I do like it, but I don't want more just now. Right now, I want you inside of me.”
Ryan removed his finger and stood up to take off his underwear. As he removed his shorts, Jessica marveled once again at his magnificent cock, strong and erect, and clearly eager to enter her. Jessica sat up to admire his cock a bit closer and brought it to her mouth, licking the salty drops from the tip. She gently grasped his balls as she started to work her mouth up and down his thick, throbbing shaft, doing her best to get him wet all over. Ryan moaned softly as Jessica's mouth traveled the length of his hard erection.
“I'm going to take you now, Jessica. Lie down.”
She lay back on the blanket as Ryan lowered himself onto her, completely forgetting that she was about to make love in public in broad daylight. She no longer cared. She just wanted Ryan's beautiful cock within her as soon as possible. Ryan kissed her as he held himself up on his forearms. She reached down and found his shaft and slowly guided him in, savoring the moment as he entered her. He began to thrust, slowly at first, but soon he began to push with the passion of someone who seemed driven to do nothing else but make love.
The near orgasm that Jessica had experienced a few moments earlier was back with a vengeance. Her breaths became a series of short gasps as Ryan's strokes increased in intensity. Her legs wrapped around him to pull him closer, drawing him even further into her.
“Please, Ryan. Harder. I need it harder,” she said, in between gasps.
He thrust still deeper and harder, as their eyes locked and their bodies moved in harmony. Perspiration began to bead on their flesh as they writhed on the blanket in the warm summer sun.
“This is so good,” Ryan said.
“Keep going. Deeper. Make me come.”
With each thrust, Jessica came closer and closer to the edge of uncontrollable orgasm. Ryan could tell that she was close, and he began to suck on her nipples, first one, and then the other. It only took a moment before Jessica was overwhelmed with the intense torrent of pleasure. She felt as if she was leaving her body as Ryan brought her to a shattering climax.
His cock was thrusting against her clit, his lips were sucking on her nipples, and Jessica shook as she came, again and again, from the intense sensations of Ryan simultaneously being in her, on her, and around her.
The rush of sensation left her dizzy, as Ryan continued to thrust with determination. Jessica could tell that he was close to finishing.
“I want you to come now,” she said.
“Yes, Jess, I'm coming,” he replied.
With that, he exploded with a gasp, and Jessica felt Ryan's hot seed spilling into her. She held him tightly as he contin
ued to thrust in a series of ever smaller spasms. She likened these to the aftershocks of an earthquake.
They collapsed on the blanket, overcome with the essence of pure joy. Ryan moved off of her and lay behind her, the two of them spooning on the blanket by the side of the babbling brook. Jessica eased her backside up against Ryan; she wanted to feel his not-quite-erect cock within her as they lay there. The gentle breeze that washed over them helped to cool them down from the heat of their passion.
Jessica dozed off to sleep for a few minutes, but awakened as she realized that Ryan's cock was once again growing hard.
He moved his hand around her to fondle her breast and he pushed into her again. Jessica was half asleep, but she quickly became fully awake and aroused in response to Ryan's desperate need. He quickly escalated his thrusting as she moved her hips to match his movements. He pushed harder and faster, his deep thrusts reaching nerve endings Jessica didn't know she had. She started to rub her clit as Ryan continued moving his hard cock within her. Between the deep thrusts of Ryan's cock and the extra stimulation from her own hand, Jessica knew she soon be awash in orgasmic ecstasy. It didn't take long.
They both came at the same time, their bodies moving, gasping, and climaxing in harmony. Ryan was shaking as he gave his final thrust, and Jessica felt a wave of electric pleasure wash over her. They both lay quietly on the blanket, completely satisfied and totally spent at the same time. Jessica had never felt more content than she did right then and there, lying by the side of the brook, embraced by Ryan's strong arms. She felt as if they were one.
A few minutes later, they got dressed, picked up the blanket and the picnic supplies and got in the car for the drive back to town. Picnics should be relaxing, but Jessica felt completely exhausted, but satisfied at the same time.
“That was a beautiful place for a picnic. It was so romantic. Thank you.”
“My pleasure, Jess. I've been wanting to take you there for a while now. I'd like to take you there again. I already have fond memories of the place.”
She smiled. “Me, too. I'd be happy to go make some more memories any time you like.”
“We'll do that again soon. It won't be soon, though. I've got another assignment.”
“Another trip? Where to this time? What will you be doing? Not retrieving another chicken recipe, are you?” she said with a laugh, remembering one of Ryan's recent adventures.
“No, this one's a bit more serious. I can't fill you in on all of the details yet, but it involves hacking a company's computer systems and obtaining some of the company's sensitive information.”
“That sounds illegal and not like the sort of thing you usually do.”
“It's a bit different. For various reasons, I can't really tell you everything yet, but there's a good chance that I may need your help. Care to come along?”
“I don't know. You'll have to assure me that I'm not going to get into any sort of legal trouble. I'd also like for you to tell me that you won't get into any sort of legal trouble.”
“You won't get in trouble. I likely won't, either.”
“Where will all of this be taking place?”
“New Orleans. Are you coming?”
“I love New Orleans! Is there any chance we can spend some time in the French Quarter while we're there?”
“I think we can manage that.”
“Count me in. When do we leave? Do I need to pack anything unusual?”
“The day after tomorrow. I'll take care of the travel arrangements and I'll pick you up about 6 PM. Casual clothes will be fine, but be sure to pack some business attire. Nothing special; just something that would look good in an office. Something nice to wear to dinner might be helpful, too. Don't pack anything that needs to be checked.”
He dropped her off at her apartment and declined an invitation to stay for awhile. Ryan walked Jessica to the door, put his arms around her, and gave her a kiss that nearly made her knees buckle. Jessica was lost in the kiss, which was desperately earnest and achingly tender, all at the same time. When the moment ended, she thought she saw stars.
“Whew,” she said.
“I'll see you soon, Jess.”
He took off, and Jessica spent her evening chatting with Amber and preparing for her trip to New Orleans with Ryan.
What are we getting into this time? she wondered.
Chapter 3
Jessica woke up early that morning and had breakfast with Amber.
“So, Jess, you're off on another adventure with Ryan. Any idea what it's about?”
“Not really. He's doing some sort of computer hacking. I have no idea what he's up to, but he says it's not illegal. I hope he's telling the truth. I enjoy helping him, but I don't want to get in trouble.”
“Either way, you should get some good material for your books.”
“If I'm not in jail. I'm not sure I'll be able to write from prison.”
“Well, let me know if you need anyone to post bail for you.“ They both laughed and finished their breakfast.
Jessica spent most of the day fine tuning her latest book. As always, she wanted to make sure it was just right before submitting it for publication. She had a loyal reader following, and they'd gladly forgive simple mistakes, but it really irked her to have typos in her books.
Shortly after five, Jessica put on a short but simple dress, grabbed her carry on bag and met Ryan in the parking lot. She gave him a quick kiss and they drove to the airport.
When they arrived at the airport, Ryan handed her a boarding pass and they went through security and found their way to the gate. As they were boarding the plane, she looked at her boarding pass for the first time.
“Row 2? Are we sitting in first class?”
“We are. Have you flown first class before?”
“Never. I'm a writer. I can't afford anything but coach.”
“Well, it's my treat. Enjoy it.”
She did enjoy it. While the extra pampering that came with a first class ticket was nice, Jessica would have been happy enough with the larger seats and the additional legroom. She wasn't terribly tall, at five foot five, but coach seats on airplanes are pretty cramped these days, and the extra room was both noticed and appreciated.
Jessica also noticed that the seats were leather and were much more comfortable than the seats one usually finds in coach. She sat by the window in order to enjoy the view, at least until it got dark.
Shortly after takeoff, the flight attendant brought them cocktails and bowls of warm mixed nuts. Jessica was beside herself.
“I had no idea it was so nice in first class. You're making me feel special, Ryan.”
“You are special, Jess. You deserve nice things. Really, this isn't that big of a deal. I earn a good living, and since I'm gone from home a lot, I like to travel well when I can. I'm usually better rested when I fly up front.”
“You may be used to this, but I'm not. But I'm grateful, just the same.” She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Shortly thereafter, the flight attendant served them dinner, including a salad, dessert, and a
nice glass of Chardonnay.
“I didn't know anybody served food on airplanes anymore. This is actually quite good,” she said, finishing her entree.
“I'm glad you're enjoying it, Jess. I like to fly first class when I can. It all depends on the job, of course. Some of them pay better than others. This one's pretty lucrative.”
“It must be. Who's your employer this time?”
“I'll give you all the details in due time. Just enjoy your meal and get some rest.”
Jessica didn't really like being kept in the dark about whatever it was that Ryan was up to, especially if she was going to have to participate in it. Still, she trusted him, and believed that he'd tell her what she needed to know soon enough.
She pulled a blanket from the overhead bin, pulled it over herself, and prepared to take a short nap. Ryan had other ideas.
He turned out the lights over their sea
ts so that it was relatively dark. He then slipped his left hand under her blanket and rested his hand upon her right knee. Ryan then ever-so-slowly began to slide his index finger up her thigh, touching her with the gentlest of pressure. Jessica began to feel goosebumps.
For a few minutes, Ryan simply ran his finger up and down her thigh, tracing an imaginary line between her hemline and her knee. Jessica knew that Ryan was going to do more, but she had no idea what or when. She began to grow wet with anticipation and squirmed slightly in her seat.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he moved his finger under her dress and traced over her damp mound. He teased her slowly and gently with his finger, and then moved it back toward her knee. With every pass, he'd get closer and closer to touching her swollen clit, but he was never in a hurry. The more he teased her, the wetter she became.
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