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Leila´s Picnic Weekend

... for a quick dip. A couple of minutes swimming and she felt clean and refreshed. She swam back to the beach where David, now fully dressed again, was sitting on the sand in the shade of the trees, leaning against a rock with the items from the unpacked hamper on another rock beside him. He had set out a half chicken, a loaf of bread, butter, cheese, raw vegetables and honey. As she walked up the beach to him he quoted a verse.

"Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the bough,

A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse -- and Thou

Beside me singing in the Wilderness --

And Wilderness is Paradise enow.

"A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,

A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread -- and Thou

Beside me singing in the Wilderness --

Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!"

She laughed at the quotes as she walked over and sat down between his legs, leaning back against him. He had just poured a glass of white wine, and handed it to her. She took a sip, then looked at the food beside them. "Looks very simple, but filling," she said.

"You're right," he replied. "I love fancy gourmet cooking, but I always felt a picnic should be simple food, preferably food that won't spoil easily. Chicken salad goes bad so easily, but cooked chicken alone will last much longer. Besides, a picnic should be eaten with fingers, not cutlery." He tore two pieces off the bun-loaf, and spread some butter on each. Then, he half-sliced, half-tore several strips off the chicken and piled them on the bread. ...

... A sprinkle of salt and pepper on each, and he handed one to her, and started to eat the other. "I always think this is as good as any pre-prepared sandwich -- better." He picked up a couple of carrot sticks, and crunched on them, while Leila chose a celery stick.

"You're right, it does taste marvellous. Of course, this bread has meaning for me." David looked at her quizzically. "My mother used to buy this type of loaf occasionally. We would always have several slices each for lunch. My father would be lucky to even get a single slice when he got home for supper." While David laughed at her story, she wondered what her parents would say if they could see her now, sitting, talking naked with a fully clothed older man.

For the next hour, they sat together, eating, drinking, kissing each other; David fondling her naked body, keeping her simmering. When they had both had enough to eat, they stretched out on the sand, in the shade, wrapped in each others arms. Leila felt sexier than ever, lying naked outdoors, next to a fully clothed man. She could not decide whether she felt totally natural, a Sheena of the Jungle, or whether she felt even more turned on at being outdoors, where anyone could see her, miles from her clothes.

Leila's Picnic Weekend, Part 4

They spent a long time on that stretch of beach, talking, touching, revelling in their togetherness. They wandered right up to the waterfall, he walking along the shore, she in the stream itself. She had crouched right ...