Sitting at the picnic table, I eat another grape as I listen to an old lady complain about inconveniences she had on a recent trip. Momentarily tuning her out, I glance to my right and make eye contact with him. Again. I can't help but smile. He smiles back.
Turning back to the lady at my table, I find the break in her story I so desperately need.
"I'm sorry, that sounds absolutely horrible," I say. "Please excuse me. I'll be right back." I stand up and smooth out my skirt.
Over at the food table, I make small-talk with some of the other guests when he's suddenly standing by my side. Goosebumps appear on my arms.
"Good food, great people. A guy really can't ask for much more for his birthday."
"Exactly," I reply sheepishly. "Happy birthday, by the way!"
"Thanks. So, you're married to my cousin?"
"Yeah, it's a long story," I reply.
"No need," he says. "She gave me the quick version when we talked last week."
"Uh-oh," I think, "what did she tell him?"
"Have you seen the ducks down by the pond yet?" he asks.
"No, I haven't. I didn't even realize there were ducks here."
"Great, come with me."
We make small talk as we hike thru the woods. Upon reaching a clearing, he turns and says, "Don't take this the wrong way, but you have the most amazing eyes."
"Thanks," I reply. I feel my cheeks starting to blush. "You've got a really nice smile."
I reach out and touch his hand with mine, hoping he senses the sexual tension building. As he brings his face close to mine, I kiss him passionately. A simple embrace leads to hands roaming over each other's bodies.
Later in the evening, when my wife and I get in the car to go home, she brings up a photo on her phone. "You'll never believe what I saw on my walk this afternoon, sissy. Look at this horny couple going at it down by the duck pond. I wonder who they were?" she says as she gives me a wink.
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