I drop my pen on the floor and then bend over to pick it up. Doing this lifts up my skirt so that you are able to see my knickers and bum again clearl...y, the view making you squirm a little in your seat. Loving this, I wonder what I can do next, but you just pick up your pen and continue to work. Your phone rings and, as I lean over, you to answer it my breasts are brought closer to your face. I answer the phone professionally and ask the caller to hold, placing the handset on its side whilst. I was trying to figure out whether my finances could handle our favorite fancy restaurant when Beth gave me that special look of hers. "Tommy, how about a picnic? You remember that spot with the tables down by the river?" You mean the spot where we almost got caught by that family?" Yeah, that's the place!" I could tell Beth was getting turned on thinking back to the last time we tried a little al fresco sex anywhere but the farm.After a quick stop at our local deli, I aimed the Jeep south. In her innocence, she didn't really think what this could lead to, or set her up for.She wandered up to the front door, a pang of nervousness catching into her chest as she approached. The door swung open before she even knocked. He was like his picture really, if not better in some strange way. Tall and handsome, dark wavy hair, lean but muscular, a grey speckled, short cut beard across his face. His casual button down shirt tight against his arms, as he smiled down at her, his face crinkling. This girl was as tight and small as Brandy, and was going to take some extra effort to keep this from being painful.“Keep easing down slowly Tara, don’t try to take too much at one time.” I told her as she pushed just a bit more down onto his dick. Will’s dick was about five and a half inches long, but was a good size around, and this was the problem so far.“Tara, I am going to put my fingers on each side of your pussy and spread your lips just a bit, OK.” I said.“Yesss,” Tara hissed, “whatever.