Chris and Clay's Day

 Chris and her fiancé have a day of fall fun planned. A scenic drive, a picnic along a rolling river, an afternoon walk and some flower picking, followed by some afternoon delight in a small cabin they had rented for the day.

A petite auburn-haired young woman with sparkling emerald green eyes, Chris pulled on a simple cotton shift of a green that was a shade darker than her expressive eyes. Clay , her fiancé, loved skirts and dresses, saying that it showed off her curves….and her legs…..better. For her part, Chris thought Clay looked great in everything he put on. But she thought he looked even better when he took them off.
It still amazed Chris that a garden-variety girl like her had managed to attract…..and keep….. an incredible man like Clay. She never really questioned how it had happened, just appreciated and enjoyed it. Today….particularly late this afternoon…..was going to be be one of those enjoyment times.
Chris spritzed on some light perfume, cinched a braided leather belt around her waist, and slid her feet into leather flats. A swift run of a comb thru her hair, and some shiny pink lip gloss, and Chris was ready. All she had to do was grab the picnic basket and her purse, when Clay arrived. The picnic basket held crispy fried chicken, potato salad, marinated vegetables in a pungent sauce, slices of cantaloupe, and fudge brownies. She had put in a jug of iced tea with lemon, and she imagined that Clay would have a bottle of wine for their special time later. As far as her purse was concerned, the most important items in there were her sunglasses, her cellphone (she was an avid picture taker), and her keys to get back into her apartment. Her small fawn dog, a terrier mix that went everywhere with her, Josie, was sitting with her waiting for Clay. She petted and rubbed the dog affectionately.
Just then the doorbell rang; it was Clay, looking effortlessly debonair in black slacks and a sapphire blue shirt. He slid an arm around Chris’s waist and pulled her close for an intimate kiss.
Clay grabbed the picnic basket with one hand, his other one still grabbing Chris. Chris got ahold of Josie’s leash and her purse strap, but she didn’t let go of Clay, either.
Clay put Josie and the picnic basket in the back seat, while Chris got in the front passenger seat. Clay slid behind the steering wheel, and as he started the Jeep, his hand slid over to Chris’s thigh. Her face flushed, but she gave him a grin and a sexy giggle.
“Hell, honey, I think we can do a little better than that.”, Clay teased her, and leaned over and gave Chris a searing kiss that made her tingle all over and think for a few minutes that they might be later getting started on their drive than she’d thought…..
Both of them were panting when they reluctantly ended the kiss, but Chris’s imagination was in overdrive thinking about what would happen in the cabin later…… and so they were on their way….