"Reba", called Narvel, joining her in the main area of the bus, "I want to take you out today. Take a break from planning the wedding, I know it's got you stressed. Dress casually, and meet me back here in say, 15 minutes?" Kissing him quickly, she nodded her assent and went back to her room to change. Reba quickly found a pair of dark blue shorts that showed off her long legs, and paired it with a turquoise blue t-shirt with a little v-neck. Underneath, she wore a skimpy sexy little red and black tinged underwear number….just in case.
Narvel, as it turned out, had planned a picnic at a private park, away from any onlookers. He led Reba to a secluded spot and sat down a rather large picnic basket, containing all her favorite treats. " Darling", he started, have you ever played football? "No", she answered, her blue eyes twinkling, "but is that a challenge?" Chuckling he replied, "Oh, yes. Why not? Let's go peaches!" Never one to back down, Reba started kicking the ball back and forth between them, running as she did. She didn't see the little rock however in her path, and tripped over it, falling to the ground. Narvel ran to her side, hovering over her to make sure she was okay. "Reba! Are you alright? Is it sprained? Broken? Twisted?" She shushed him. "Narvel, I'm fine! Just a little bruise to my pride, that's all! But you know what I could use? A little kiss on it to make it all better". "Oh, is that so?", he said. Tenderly, he kissed the spot she had hurt, then moved up, kissing up her legs and thighs and hips. Slowly, he raised her shirt over her stomach, taking it off her and kissed her smooth stomach, the tops of her breasts, her neck, and finally her full lips. He looked down, realizing what she had on. "You little vixen, you were trying to seduce me weren't you!" She brought his face to hers, biting his ear and whispered, "maybe…but who could blame me? Your just so…Narvelicious!" Laughing, he rolled them over, and they made love under the big blue sky and the afternoon sun.