"Wait, we're not in the city anymore?" Panic rose in Phoebe's voice.
"Well, it's a beautiful day. Why not go into the countryside and take a walk or something?" he glanced at her sideways. "You do want to, don't you? I mean, we could turn around and I'll take you home right now."
"No, no, Matt," she protested. "You're right. It's beautiful outside."
"It's beautiful in here too," he said. Then burst out laughing. "Okay that was cheesy!" he pulled the car over. "I know a trail in this wood here," he told her, indicating the small forest they'd stopped beside. "We can go along there." He got out of the car, followed by Phoebe. He walked over to her. "Come on, you'll be a bit too hot in that jacket. Let me put it in the car."
She handed her jacket over, and he threw it into the back seat. Smiling warmly, he came over to her and began undoing her blouse buttons.
"Uh, Matt," she began, startled.
"Don't be so uptight, Phoebe, I'm just giving you a look." He undid all the buttons on her blouse apart from two in the middle. "Much better," he said, stepping back to admire her. "Even sexier, could you believe?"
She laughed nervously.
"Let's go," he said, and swiftly placed a sharp slap on her ass.
She yelped in shock. "Matt!"
"Oh, Phoebe, I'm sorry," he laughed. "I can't help it - your butt's just so cute! Forgive me?" He grinned at her earnestly, and she nodded. Taking her hand, he jerked her into a run and pulled her into the woods laughing.
* * *
It was an hour later and Phoebe was feeling fantastic. She'd spent the afternoon wandering through a fragnant forest holding hands and receiving little kisses from Matt while they mingled with nature. It was still beautiful weather, and the sun had been beating down for hours. They stopped to rest in a clearing beside a little river, where Matt had lain down his shirt for Phoebe to sit on. He was such a gentleman - and, Phoebe noticed - clearly worked out!
"I'm sure your shirt is getting all dirty," she said apologetically, watching him pace around her.
He crouched down behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders. "It's cool," he whispered in her ear, "I was hot anyway." His hands began making small movements on her shoulders, circling lightly. Shivers of excitement swept through Phoebe's body. How could such a simple movement provoke such arousement? She drew in a ragged breath, which signalled she liked what he was doing. She felt him move onto his knees, sitting with a leg on either side of her hips as he kept working her shoulders.
Matt trailed a finger down her spine, and Phoebe noticed he spent a lot of time going over the spot where her bra strap lay. Was he annoyed at it? But she couldn't worry, the tingling sensation which was traveling down her back and through to her stomach felt too good.
She leant back into his bare chest as his hands moved up again and began caressing her upper arms. He began placing hundreds of tiny tinder kisses along her neck. Phoebe found her hands were reaching behind her and touching his thighs. She couln't help it, she had to return his sensitive touch, make him feel as good as she did.
He took this as a sign that it was okay to touch her breasts. He did it almost accidentally at first - casually using the base of his thumb to brush against the material of her blouse, then began to touch more obviously.
This shocked Phoebe a little at first, she wasn't used to being seen as an object of desire, but she relaxed into it as she realised how good it felt being touched this way, how good it was that someone wanted to touch her this way! She didn't mind feeling Matt undo the remaining two buttons of her blouse, she even tugged it off for him.
"God Phoebe, I know it's only been a few days, but I feel so great when I'm with you," Matt said, "Do you feel the same?"
"Yes," she exhaled. "Yeah I do." She tossed her blouse on the ground, not noticing the dirt it landed in. He edged closer to her, pulling her backwards into him from behind. There was no space between his legs and her hips now, and Phoebe felt all the more aroused at feeling his chest against her naked back. She reached behind her back between them, and began undoing her bra. She could feel Matt catch his breath behind her, and smiled slightly before tugging it off.
"Oh Phoebe," he cupped her naked breasts immediately, using his fingers to rub the hard nubs of her nipples. She felt a bulge press into her lower back through his jeans. "You're beautiful."
She arched her back into him, and he began nibbling on her neck, moving his hands further down her body. He was rubbing his bulge slightly against her back. His hands moved down her stomach, and began playing with the waistband of her jeans. Staying on top of the material, he stroked her crotch gently. Phoebe let out a shuddering breath, her thoughts fled to how far she might go. She was suddenly glad she was wearing a thong, at this moment which was getting very wet as his gentle fingers trailed over her jeans.
Suddenly his hand jerked and clamped onto her crotch tightly, causing her to gasp in shock. He began pulling her closer to him, then letting go, then pulling her again. This rocking movement made Phoebe feel like she'd never been more turned on. His fingers travelled up to her zip and slowly pulled it down. He slipped his hand in.
"Well, it's a beautiful day. Why not go into the countryside and take a walk or something?" he glanced at her sideways. "You do want to, don't you? I mean, we could turn around and I'll take you home right now."
"No, no, Matt," she protested. "You're right. It's beautiful outside."
"It's beautiful in here too," he said. Then burst out laughing. "Okay that was cheesy!" he pulled the car over. "I know a trail in this wood here," he told her, indicating the small forest they'd stopped beside. "We can go along there." He got out of the car, followed by Phoebe. He walked over to her. "Come on, you'll be a bit too hot in that jacket. Let me put it in the car."
She handed her jacket over, and he threw it into the back seat. Smiling warmly, he came over to her and began undoing her blouse buttons.
"Uh, Matt," she began, startled.
"Don't be so uptight, Phoebe, I'm just giving you a look." He undid all the buttons on her blouse apart from two in the middle. "Much better," he said, stepping back to admire her. "Even sexier, could you believe?"
She laughed nervously.
"Let's go," he said, and swiftly placed a sharp slap on her ass.
She yelped in shock. "Matt!"
"Oh, Phoebe, I'm sorry," he laughed. "I can't help it - your butt's just so cute! Forgive me?" He grinned at her earnestly, and she nodded. Taking her hand, he jerked her into a run and pulled her into the woods laughing.
* * *
It was an hour later and Phoebe was feeling fantastic. She'd spent the afternoon wandering through a fragnant forest holding hands and receiving little kisses from Matt while they mingled with nature. It was still beautiful weather, and the sun had been beating down for hours. They stopped to rest in a clearing beside a little river, where Matt had lain down his shirt for Phoebe to sit on. He was such a gentleman - and, Phoebe noticed - clearly worked out!
"I'm sure your shirt is getting all dirty," she said apologetically, watching him pace around her.
He crouched down behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders. "It's cool," he whispered in her ear, "I was hot anyway." His hands began making small movements on her shoulders, circling lightly. Shivers of excitement swept through Phoebe's body. How could such a simple movement provoke such arousement? She drew in a ragged breath, which signalled she liked what he was doing. She felt him move onto his knees, sitting with a leg on either side of her hips as he kept working her shoulders.
Matt trailed a finger down her spine, and Phoebe noticed he spent a lot of time going over the spot where her bra strap lay. Was he annoyed at it? But she couldn't worry, the tingling sensation which was traveling down her back and through to her stomach felt too good.
She leant back into his bare chest as his hands moved up again and began caressing her upper arms. He began placing hundreds of tiny tinder kisses along her neck. Phoebe found her hands were reaching behind her and touching his thighs. She couln't help it, she had to return his sensitive touch, make him feel as good as she did.
He took this as a sign that it was okay to touch her breasts. He did it almost accidentally at first - casually using the base of his thumb to brush against the material of her blouse, then began to touch more obviously.
This shocked Phoebe a little at first, she wasn't used to being seen as an object of desire, but she relaxed into it as she realised how good it felt being touched this way, how good it was that someone wanted to touch her this way! She didn't mind feeling Matt undo the remaining two buttons of her blouse, she even tugged it off for him.
"God Phoebe, I know it's only been a few days, but I feel so great when I'm with you," Matt said, "Do you feel the same?"
"Yes," she exhaled. "Yeah I do." She tossed her blouse on the ground, not noticing the dirt it landed in. He edged closer to her, pulling her backwards into him from behind. There was no space between his legs and her hips now, and Phoebe felt all the more aroused at feeling his chest against her naked back. She reached behind her back between them, and began undoing her bra. She could feel Matt catch his breath behind her, and smiled slightly before tugging it off.
"Oh Phoebe," he cupped her naked breasts immediately, using his fingers to rub the hard nubs of her nipples. She felt a bulge press into her lower back through his jeans. "You're beautiful."
She arched her back into him, and he began nibbling on her neck, moving his hands further down her body. He was rubbing his bulge slightly against her back. His hands moved down her stomach, and began playing with the waistband of her jeans. Staying on top of the material, he stroked her crotch gently. Phoebe let out a shuddering breath, her thoughts fled to how far she might go. She was suddenly glad she was wearing a thong, at this moment which was getting very wet as his gentle fingers trailed over her jeans.
Suddenly his hand jerked and clamped onto her crotch tightly, causing her to gasp in shock. He began pulling her closer to him, then letting go, then pulling her again. This rocking movement made Phoebe feel like she'd never been more turned on. His fingers travelled up to her zip and slowly pulled it down. He slipped his hand in.