Date: Mon, 2 May 2011 19:13:31 +0100 (BST)
From: Belinda Keys <belinda.keys@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Strangers in the Park

The sun was just starting to set over the tops of the trees, sending a
luminous glow across the sky and promising yet another gorgeous summer's
day to come.  Remarkably there was no one else in the park right now, or at
least Jenny hadn't seen anyone for the last hour or so. It was this time of
the evening that she loved most and it was now that she could be alone with
her most private thoughts. More often than not now these thoughts tended to
revolve around the intriguing stranger she had seen several times up by the
old house and whom she was desperate to meet properly.

Their first encounter had happened a few months previously whilst the snow
was still thick on the ground and she was shivering from the biting
wind. Despite her determination to go for walk that evening she had baulked
at the idea and nearly stayed at home where she was settled in front of her
cosy little fire. Since buying her house this was where she tended to spend
most of her evenings and now that it was winter she could usually be found
there wrapped up in a blanket with a good book.  Her life up until now had
been a merry- go-round of work and socialising with little time to really
get to know herself or take stock of where life was taking her, but now in
her self-built cocoon she was finding a calm serenity that had up until now
alluded her. The lure of freshly fallen snow however and her desire to get
some fresh air were enough to make her don her coat and scarf and get
wrapped up against the elements. She left the amber glow of the house
behind, a warm beacon to welcome her home later and made her way up the
main road towards the park.

Jenny had explored every nook and cranny of this wild expanse in the middle
of the city but its beauty still astounded her and it seemed to become a
different place with every passing season. Her favourite part however was
the old manor house that although now in disrepair held a fascination for
her each and every time she looked at it.  On this brisk December evening
she stood mesmerised, staring up at the snow laying so heavy on its roof
that it looked set to slide off at any moment , yet somehow managed to hold
its place against all of gravity's efforts. So lost in reverie was she that
she didn't notice the woman approaching or even hear her footsteps in the
freshly laid snow.

The first she was aware of her was when she smelt her perfume on the cold
crisp air and heard her softly say "It's beautiful isn't it?"  Jenny
whipped around startled and came face to face with a woman with the most
stunning eyes she had ever seen. They sparkled playfully whilst she stared
at her and she could feel their intensity boring right into her making her
blush.

 "Erm, yes, it's very pretty, especially in the snow," she stuttered, aware
of how red her face had just gone.

They stood side by side momentarily, Jenny desperately thinking of
something else to say but feeling like anything she did say would sound
contrived. She could smell her perfume on the air, a scent that she had
never smelt before but that somehow made her think of home and of being
wrapped up in this stranger's arms. She turned, ready to say whatever first
popped into her head, but just as suddenly as she had appeared the woman
was taking her leave and had started to walk back down the hill away from
her. All she could do was stand there watching her, wondering who on earth
this woman was who had somehow mesmerised her completely for just a few
short moments.

Over the next few weeks she had walked the same route up to the house at
about the same time every evening, puzzling over where this woman might
have come from and what she might be like. There was no guarantee that this
stranger was even into women, or that she was single, but Jenny couldn't
help fantasising about her and making up wild stories about what might
happen if they ever bumped into one another again. There was just something
about her eyes that had captivated her and she could have sworn she saw the
trace of a flirtatious smile playing around the corner of her sensuous
lips.  It had been a long time since she had been with a woman, preferring
to keep to herself these days, but she was starting to crave the feeling of
another person's soft skin upon her own and to she knew that to kiss this
woman's full bodied lips would be heavenly.

It wasn't until the beginning of the spring however that she had caught
sight of her again, or at least what she thought was her. Jenny had just
completed a fairly ambitious walk around the circuit of the park and had
rewarded herself with a short rest on the low wall in front of the
house. From here she could look out across the panorama of the whole park
and could even see the city in the distance over the tops of the newly
budding trees.  In that instant she felt that all was right with the world
and had even forgotten to ponder the beautiful woman she had once met at
this very spot. Until, that is, she looked down the sloping path and
recognised a familiar figure walking away from her once again. There was no
doubt in her mind that this was her very own enigmatic stranger. She had
the same sultry gait, her large curvaceous arse hugged into a pair of black
jeans that just begged to be grabbed .

Jenny stood up quickly, determined this time not to let her get away
without at least knowing where she lived. She ambled down the hill as
quickly as she dared without drawing attention to herself and then took up
hot pursuit.  At the back of her mind she knew that this felt more than a
bit stalkerish but she really couldn't help herself, it had been so long
that she had waited to catch sight of her and now here she was, walking
away from her again. She stayed as close behind her as she dared, certain
now that she had the right person when the smell of her perfume drifted
back to fill her nose with that same heady scent.  At the gate of the park
she hung back slightly, afraid that she would be noticed if she came out
onto the main road too soon, but it was a big mistake. By the time she
reached the road the woman had vanished as if into thin air and Jenny was
left with just the faint scent of her perfume lingering on the air there as
if to taunt her.  Further on up the street she saw a bus pull out and
realised that she must have jumped on it at the last stop but unfortunately
she had no idea where it was headed. Therefore with no options left open to
her she dejectedly turned for homeinstead, feeling both elated to have seen
her stranger again and yet sad that she'd lost her again so soon.

It wasn't long however until Jenny saw her again. Only a few days later
whilst sitting on a grassy knoll not far from the house she spied her
approaching and her stomach did summersaults. She couldn't explain what it
was exactly about this woman that intrigued her so much, after all they'd
hardly exchanged two words, but every time she saw her all she could think
of were those eyes that seemed to bore right into her soul and how much she
would love to taste the woman's tongue upon her own. She decided to play it
cool this time though and remain where she was, content to merely watch her
sashay past because she realised that seeing her twice in one week was a
good omen and that the park must definitely be a place she frequented. She
did however make a conscious decision to return to the same spot each day
and to keep a look out for her, content to just catch sight of her now and
then and to fantasise about what they might do if they ever met. The
weather was on her side too, for the beautiful warm evenings allowed her to
sit on the grass reading a book whilst keeping a look out on the path
above.

There was one day she could have kicked herself when she had allowed
herself to fall asleep and woke as the sun was going down over the trees,
aware that she had probably missed her one chance of the day. The strange
thing was however that when she awoke she was sure she could smell that
unusual perfume on the air and there was a small daisy chain lying on the
grass beside her, where she was sure she hadn't seen one before. I'm
imagining things, she thought, shaking off the idea that this beautiful
woman even knew she existed let alone that she'd left her a floral gift,
and brushed herself off for short the walk home.  So it was on this fine
summer's evening, four months after Jenny had first encountered her
stranger, that she was sat on the same patch of grass watching the sun
setting against the black outline of the trees on the horizon.  It was then
that she happened to look up just as the familiar head appeared over the
brow of the hill and she was flooded with relief, having thought that it
was too late this evening to catch sight of her. Suddenly she was grabbed
by a moment's daring and thought it's now or never. She knew that if she
didn't make an effort to talk with her now that she never would, so with an
overwhelming impulse she bounded up the hill as nonchalantly as
possible. The stranger stopped by the house looking out at the setting sun
herself and Jenny smiled as she approached. Now it was her turn to make the
first move and she was determined to make this count.

"I love the park at this time of night" she ventured. The woman turned, her
short dark hair framing her pretty face beautifully. There were those large
gorgeous eyes again looking straight at her and not in the least bit
surprised to see her, it seemed. Jenny's heart missed a beat.

 Yes, so do I," the woman replied. "So what are you reading today?" she
continued, glancing down at the book in Jenny's hands.

"Oh it's one of my favourites: Rebecca, by Daphne Du Maurier," Jenny
answered, holding her gaze steadily.

 A smile spread across the woman's face "I love that book too," she
answered and the smile lit up her face as if from within.

"So do you live nearby then? I tend to see you here a lot," Jenny enquired,
feeling massively self-conscious in the knowledge that she saw her here so
often by her own design. The woman looked down, somewhat nervously Jenny
thought, and said she lived a few miles away by bus but that there was
something about the park that just kept drawing her back every evening.

"Yes, me too," Jenny said smiling. "Erm... this might sound strange but
would you like to have a walk with me? There is a beautiful little spot
down by the lake that I think you would like," she said.

The woman raised her eyes once more and looked straight into her own.

"That sounds fantastic," she said. In that moment Jenny knew that she
hadn't been imagining things that first evening. There was a definite spark
between them and now she was desperate not to let it fade.

 "Ok, follow me, it's just down at the bottom of this hill," Jenny said,
taking the lead. They walked in comfortable silence for a few moments,
something that astounded Jenny considering they had only just met. There
was a lot she wanted to ask this woman and she just knew that there was
plenty they would have in common but she didn't want to break the spell
right now.

Walking along beside her, she kept stealing sidelong glances and savouring
the palpable sexual tension that was building up between them. This woman,
whose name she still did not know, was in her trademark black jeans again
but was wearing a white gypsy top tonight that Jenny didn't recognise. It
revealed a stunning cleavage that Jenny was desperate to bury herself in
and a tattoo that she couldn't quite make out in the half light, but that
she knew was writing of some kind. When they neared the lake they both just
looked out in wonder. With the last of the sun's rays disappearing over the
horizon the water was illuminated a deep crimson and the park was silent
behind them, the house at the top of the hill standing out black against
the blood red sky.

"Wow," said the woman quietly "It just makes you want to jump in, doesn't
it?"

Jenny turned to face her; the thought of seeing this woman swimming naked
thrilled her and she could barely answer.

 "Yes...shall we?" she whispered. She wasn't sure why she whispered exactly
but part of her was worried that she had overstepped the mark.

 "Yes!" the dark haired beauty whispered back, a deliciously mischievous
twinkle in her eye. She whipped off her top, giving Jenny the confidence to
do the same and giggling, they quickly wriggled free of their trousers as
well. Suddenly they were face to face in just their underwear. Jenny stared
in wonder at the beautiful breasts that were encased in a lacy black bra
and realised for the first time just how large they were.  She had never
been with anyone with breasts as large as her own but she was suddenly
mesmerised by them. She reached out her hand and pointed to the ornate
writing that was tattooed across her left breast

"What does it say?" she said, running her thumb along the length of the
sentence. Looking closer she read it out quietly.

"We read to know we're not alone... that is so beautiful" she murmured. She
reddened as she realised how forward she had just been but that quickly
passed when she saw the intensity reflected back in the woman's eyes.

Suddenly she moved her arm down around the woman's waist and pulled her
towards her, feeling the warmth of her near-naked skin touch her own. The
perfume that she had been catching mild scents of over the months now
surrounded her, mixed in with the warm scent of the woman's own skin. She
seized her mouth hungrily, barely daring to believe that this moment had
finally arrived and felt the woman's tongue meet her own. She tasted the
sweet fullness of her lips, the soft tongue that entwined with hers and
couldn't help but bite down on her bottom lip, causing their teeth to clash
slightly.  This woman, who no longer felt like a stranger, but who Jenny
felt she had kissed a million times before now reached around with one hand
and undid her bra so that Jenny's own heavy breasts fell free.

The woman cupped them in wonder feeling their weight and murmured, "you're
so divine," as she sought out a nipple with her tongue.

Jenny sighed in pleasure; this woman seemed to know her body as well as she
did herself and was expertly making her clit grow hard with a just a flick
of her tongue across each nipple.  An intense desire overwhelmed her to do
the same and she couldn't help but push the woman back slightly so that she
could undo her bra to reveal her own magnificent breasts. In the last of
the soft red light she admired their fullness and felt like she could bury
herself within them forever.

Taking her hand she led her further into the trees where they would be sure
not to be seen and gently laid her down on the ground, using her own top to
give her something soft to lie on. There was such a vulnerability in the
woman's eyes all of a sudden that Jenny's heart went out to her and she
knew that whatever happened she would have to be careful with this woman,
for she was not as confident as she first appeared. She lowered herself on
top of her, letting their naked breasts meet for the first time and she
found her mouth once more in the softest of kisses. A huge passion raged
inside of her but it was coupled by an almost equal desire to take care of
this stranger and envelope her securely in her arms. Her mouth left those
soft lips and generated a trail of gentle kisses all along her cheek and
across her perfectly formed eyebrows.

Suddenly their eyes locked and Jenny felt something stir deep within
her. She sought her mouth once again and plunged her tongue in as far as it
would go, her hands moving furiously over the length of her body. She
needed desperately now to feel the soft core of this woman and her hands
sought the top of her lacy black knickers.  Their breathing was becoming
laboured as their excitement rose and as she slid the panties down over her
thighs Jenny could feel the woman's lips once more caressing a nipple
whilst her hand encircled the other nipple with her thumb. She was loathe
to move anywhere for her clit was so hard right now but she felt an even
stronger desire to breathe in the scent of this woman. Kissing a trail of
kisses down along her stomach she found the place she was seeking, and
breathed in deeply around the curls of soft black hair. Gently she slid her
tongue into that soft sweet wetness, eliciting a deep sigh from her
gorgeous stranger, and felt her hands clamp down upon her head, willing her
not to stop the heavenly sensations she was creating there.

Jenny was nearly on the edge herself knowing how much pleasure she was
bringing this stunning woman. As she slid her fingers inside her and heard
her moan loudly with lust she could feel herself dripping wet.  Slowly now
she finger-fucked her, matching each thrust with a flick of her tongue
across her swollen clit , sucking it in whole every once in a while to
drive her to the edge. She felt the woman's hips come up to meet her own,
bucking against her hand as she increased the firmness of her touch. She
stroked her g-spot, feeling her open up more and more with each stroke
until she was able to slide three fingers inside her and then four. She
could barely believe she was fucking so intensely someone she just met but
it just seemed so right and despite the vulnerability in the woman's eyes
she knew she trusted her completely.  Her moans were now reaching a frenzy
and she could feel her wetness dripping down her arm as she controlled her
with her hand. Nothing else existed outside of this moment and as she came,
Jenny could feel her own clit pulsating as she tasted the delicious cum
that was flooding her mouth.

 They lay for a moment panting, both stunned by the intensity of what had
just happened and Jenny lay with her head cradled on the woman's breast
feeling somehow like she had come home.

 "It's your turn now," the woman whispered, forcing her up onto her
knees. From there she growled "now stand up" and herself took up position
on her own knees.

Grasping Jenny's arse with both hands she plunged her tongue deep inside
her, intermittently fucking her with her tongue and flicking her clit to
drive her wild with desire. Jenny's legs shook and she could feel the
orgasm starting to build deep inside her.  She craved to feel the woman's
fingers fill her and as if reading her mind she suddenly felt her plunge
her fingers as deep within her as she could.  She was fucking her hard now
and Jenny screamed with abandon, oblivious of where she was as the glorious
sensations overtook her whole body. One nipple was being deliciously teased
whilst her clit was sucked and her whole body wanted to crumple as the
rhythm of those incredibly strong fingers filled her until she came with a
tremendous shudder, feeling her lover moan with delight as she drank her
in. Jenny sank down and felt those arms that had brought her so much
pleasure encase her and hold her to the breasts that she had already grown
to love.

"Oh my God, that was incredible," Jenny whispered, leaning up on one elbow
to look into her eyes.

 "I always knew it would be," the other woman said.

"What do you mean?" Jenny asked, suddenly startled.

"Well let's put it this way, I don't live just one bus ride away but two,
and I have a perfectly good park near my own house that I could go to but
ever since I saw you that first night by the old house I haven't been able
to keep away."

 "Really?" Jenny said, sounding thrilled.  "I had no idea you knew I even
existed! I've been coming here every day for months as well hoping to catch
sight of you and then being too scared to approach you when I did".

 "I know," the woman said, smiling.

 "Oh God am I that obvious?" Jenny groaned, giggling slightly.

 "Actually no, you were quite discreet and I had no idea you liked me back
until the day I looked back through the bus window and realised you'd been
following me. It was then I started coming back at the same time each day
and was able to see you more often, but even then you managed to play it
quite cool".

 "So can I ask a question?" Jenny asked. "Were you the one who left the
daisy chain by my side that day?"

 "Ahem....yes," she said smiling, "I sat and watched you sleep and
desperately wanted to kiss you to wake you up but I was too scared. I'm
glad I didn't do that now, though.  Nothing could have been more perfect
than this."

 "No," sighed Jenny. "It couldn't.  "We never did have that swim though,"
she laughed.

 "Oh yeah, I'd forgotten about that. Well how about we do that now?" the
woman replied.

 "No, I have a better idea," Jenny replied. "How would you like to come
back to mine for dinner? I live just round the corner".

"That sounds wonderful," she replied beaming. Part of her had been worried
that this would just be a wild one-off encounter.

"I just have one request though," Jenny said.

"Anything," replied the woman.

"I just like to know a person's name before I cook for them."  she winked.

"Oh," she replied, giggling"it's Sarah, nice to meet you," extending her
hand in mock solemnity.

 "I'm Jenny," she replied laughingly and pulled her new lover onto her
feet, knowing that this was the beginning of something very special.