The walk part one  

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11/21/2021 4:03 am
The walk part one


This is a current story in my head, pure fantasy, written as a woman.

I walk alone on a warm July morning, warm with a light breeze. My husband and I own 100 acres of forest and fields, I am on an old road through a stand of hardwood trees. We are nudists and enjoy the freedom and feeling the sun and breeze on our skin as we stroll. I walk along thinking about our life, we work hard and I would say play hard but more accurate might be relax well. He works as a construction supervisor, I as a nurse. We hope to have a family one day, so far that has proved illusive. This morning I wonder, and worry why we can't seem to connect. We began trying by discontinuing birth<b> control </font></b>and passively letting things happen. After a couple of years began following cycles and trying to time copulation for the best possible timing. Trying to conceive is now starting to become a chore. I worry I may never be a mother, time is running out. Did I wait too long? I think about how I have changed, I carry more weight that I would like, though not a lot, it is mostly in my bottom. My once perky breasts sag more than they did, though my nipples still turn up, trying to be perky. I have a little belly, not bad for a woman nearing 40.

As I walk, I feel his presence somewhere behind me. I guess he decided to walk as well. I think about waiting but am feeling frisky and decide to tease him a bit. My husband has always said he likes my bum. I give a little extra wiggle as I slowly stroll, hoping he will enjoy the show and not try to catch up too soon. The breeze blows across me, my nipples stiffen. I think about him, and how, after nearly twenty years together he knows just what I like, just what I need and how he always make sure I enjoy our time together. I stroll on, wiggling my naked tush for him, wondering if he is nude as well, is he is being lead by a lower appendage. In my mind I see it sway side to side as it juts from his loins. I have not seen him, but know he is there. That knowledge, the mental image of his naked body, the sun and breeze on mine are causing me to become arouse, wetness is becoming apparent. He knows how much I like to be taken in the woods and I anticipate him doing so.

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