It had been a long, tiring week.
As the weekend came, Verity felt tired and lacklustre.
Sunday arrived, and Verity decided she needed to get out of the house. She’d go to the local woods, she thought. It’ll be shady and cool there.
After a strong black coffee and a shower, Verity pulled on black, high waisted, lacy knickers; a soft, sheer black bra; tight black cycling shorts and a tight, black vest.
Verity was average height and chubby. She had large milky-white thighs, a big juicy arse, soft, round belly and while her breasts weren’t small, they weren’t large either. Her eyes were large and blue, her hair long and light brown.
Her outfit caressed her curves. She was less self conscious of them these days and enjoyed wearing clothes that accentuated them. The lace of her knickers could be seen through her shorts, but she didn’t care. Verity just wanted to get out and try and walk off her low mood.
Verity locked up and drove the fifteen minutes to the woods.
She came here fairly regularly and tended to walk the same, circular route. It was often very quiet and most of the time she didn’t see a soul.
She walked deeper into the woods, the crisp leaves crunching under foot and the sunlight dappling the ground. She took some deep breaths and felt her mood improving.
As Verity walked, her arse and thighs jiggled. She liked the sensation of this. There was a slight sheen on her chest as she’d been walking for some time now.
Verity was totally lost in her thoughts until she noticed something ahead.
Up until this point the only person she’d seen was an older lady walking her dog.
What she could see now was a couple. They hadn’t seen her, as she was fairly well hidden by the foliage. Verity walked quietly closer until her eyes could properly focus on them.
They were kissing! Passionately kissing!
The woman was dressed in a pale yellow dress. It was mid-calf length; full skirt, tight bodice and ruched elastic around the bust and shoulders. She had wavy, honey-blonde hair. The man looked older. Grey hair slicked back, possibly a beard. He was taller than the woman and he had broad shoulders and muscular arms. Chino shorts and a smart T-shirt.
Verity had a good view of them now. The man’s hands were around the woman’s small waist. She was pressed up against him and their kissing became more intense. The man’s hand slid down and pulled up one side of the woman’s dress. Verity gasped as the woman’s bare cunt was exposed. |
