As good as Jim's kisses felt, it was too soon in their little woodland tryst for Alejandra to already be flat on her back just yet. What is it about men, she wondered, that they always want to rush through to the sex?
But as Alejandra thought about it, she realized that she had really hit the jackpot in this relationship, much more than with any previous boyfriend. For the past three years, Jim had mostly wanted to take his time with her, building her passion slowly and steadily, until she was just COMPLETELY overcome with desire for him. How could she help but to have fallen deeply in love with, and married, a man whose main interest in life seemed to be her happiness and pleasure, both sexually and in all other areas of their life together, as well.
But today especially, she wanted and needed Jim's usual slow touch, after such a stressful week for both of them. Right now, more than anything, Alejandra felt that she wanted and needed to stand facing her loving man. So she scrambled to her feet, off the picnic blanket, and melted into Jim's strong arms, to give and receive lots more warm, loving kisses.
"I noticed," she smiled, "that as we hiked, whenever the trail narrowed and we had to walk single-file, you always let me go first. Why is that?"
Jim grinned. "Chivalry, you know. Ladies first, and all that. Besides, with me behind you, I could see if you were having difficulties climbing, or if you got a scratch, and then I could help you right away."
"C'mon, Jim, I've known you for three years, and I can always tell from your tone of voice, when you're holding-back something. What's the real reason you always hike behind me?"
"OK, OK. You caught me. It's just that you look so damned cute and sexy, and so down-right adorable in those shorts. I just LOVE walking behind you and watching your full, round ass wiggle in those sexy cutoffs."
Jim's comments, coming as they did from the man she loves, couldn't help but make Alejandra feel beautiful and powerfully sexy. "Oh, you like my ass in these shorts, do you?" she teased. "Well, then I guarantee you'll enjoy what I've got on under these cutoffs!"
Jim's mind raced and his heart pounded, at the thought of what sexy underthings Alejandra might have donned this morning, for him, for them, for their mutual pleasure. Jim knelt down facing her, and began to unzip her shorts, catching a glimpse of sheer and wispy black lace underneath. He reached his hand inside to feel the smooth, silky fabric of her black thong panties.
"Uh, uh, UH!" Alejandra chided. "Not YET! First, my breasts need lots of loving attention, before I let you play inside my shorts."
Still kneeling, Jim made short work of unbuttoning Alejandra's red-and-black checkerboard top, what she called her "lumberjack" shirt (she had decided that looking like a lumberjack was somehow appropriate for a hike in the woods).
"Oops," Alejandra cooed. "Looks like in my haste to get dressed this morning, I forgot to wear a bra."
Jim didn't mind her deliberate oversight, not at all. Still kneeling before her, he kissed and licked all around the circumference of her big, round, firm breasts, making smaller and tighter circles, zeroing in on her wide areoles, and finally kissing and licking at her hardening nipples.
Jim slowly, seductively slid her lumberjack shirt down off her smooth, softly-feminine arms, letting the shirt fall softly onto their picnic blanket. For several long minutes, he stood speechless, simply drinking-in the stunning beauty of his topless wife.
Now his kisses moved down to her navel, and Alejandra started to moan, very softly. She closed her eyes, smiled warmly, relaxed, and let herself surrender to the pleasures of the moment, as they slowly began to rekindle the magic between them.
Jim really liked the slight outward curve of her belly. In his mind, that made his Alejandra all the more real, and far more desirable, than those cardboard-thin waifs who parade through the pages of men's and women's magazines. He truly enjoyed kissing and stroking her belly, how it felt and tasted.
As Jim's kisses moved lower and ever lower, Alejandra sucked-in her breath in anticipation, knowing that Jim would soon enough move down to where she really wanted, really NEEDED his kisses and licks now, inside her cutoff shorts, and under her tiny black panties. Yes, yes, YES! All right, dammit, YES, she'll admit it, his love and lust for her were starting to get HER horny, too!