Nothing Like Naked

Marti made a beeline for Chuck's place arriving just in time for lunch. She wondered if he really had planned a picnic in the backyard. Her question was answered when she found him lying nude in the hammock beside a blanket spread on the grass where lunch was waiting.

"It's looks good enough for a magazine spread," Marti said admiring the fresh strawberries and croissants. "I was going to make you a grilled cheese sandwich with your dark rye bread." Pulling the loaf from behind her back, she gave it to him with a kiss as she dropped to the hammock.

"I figured you missed your morning croissant. I bet your Mom cooked a full breakfast."

"Give me a hug. I missed you," said Marti wrapping her arms around his waist. "Every time I walked on my deck, I thought of you."

Chuck wrapped his arms around her waist kissing her hair. "Good," he said taking her lips in a true welcome kiss. She moaned snuggling into his chest. When they separated, she touched his face with her hand and grinned, "Can you handle four days of me?"

"Oh, yeah, I'll just keep you naked here in the backyard."

"So that's your plan. Nothing like naked to bring a couple together."

"Um-huh," he whispered in her ear rubbing his hands down to her back. "Marti, you're not wearing underwear."

"You don't miss much, Rocketman," she laughed. Raising her arms to his neck, she pressed her breasts into his chest. "Can you feel my nipples poking you?" she teased.

"So, that's my real surprise isn't it? No underwear," he grinned lifting her and spinning her around. She grabbed his shoulders and laughed. "What a way to start a picnic," he said as he slowly pulled the dress up peeling it off her arms.

"We'll call it the temptation  picnic except I don't see an apple."

"We can use strawberries instead," Chuck offered pulling her down to the blanket. "I thought we'd eat light since we're having dinner with Shirley and Tom tonight."

"It's perfect, Chuck, Just what I needed after that drive."