I could feel the bumpy road under my feet. Gravel kicked up at the undercarriage of the truck, and the wheels sent dust plumes into the air. I looked toward the horizon and admired the autumn colours, the warm palette of fall foliage stretched as far as the eye could see. I smiled. We hit a bump, and a bag toppled over on the seat next to me. The smell of freshly picked apples filled the truck. I picked one up, closed my eyes, and inhaled deeply. I'd never smelled anything so good.
“Hey, lemme see that for a second.” They said, keeping their eyes on the road. A ghost of a smile formed on their lips.
I hadn't seen them for years, but we fell right into place. I'd asked them to come apple picking with me and, without hesitation, they agreed. I watched them all day, admiring their strong body as they moved between the trees, their firm arm stretching up to reach an apple I was pointing to. My love for them had never quite gone away, so every time they came to town I made time to see them. I had never considered them 'the one that got away.' I had my own life in the city, and I was happy. Plus, they kept coming back. I was more than content with our arrangement.
I extended the apple toward their face. In a quick, jerky motion, they snatched a big bite from it. The juices ran down their chin as they laughed and smacked at the apple; their white teeth gleamed.
“Hey, you know this bag is for baking! You're such a jerk." I smiled, loving their playfulness, and took a bite for myself.
The apple was sweet and tart, filling me with joy. I had always loved fall; it felt like home. I felt like myself again after an excruciating summer.
“So, are you still seeing that woman?”
“No.” They replied.
Last night, we went out for drinks with friends. Sat across the table from each other, I admired their sharp features. They caught me staring, but I didn't avert my gaze - I had nothing to feel ashamed about. I felt something graze my knee under the table, the familiar warmth of a hand and a playful squeeze. Just then, a drink was spilled and we all sat up from the table, laughing, using our napkins to soak up the spill. I thought about that squeeze and was sure it had been them.
I snapped out of my daydream when they pulled off the main road and onto a narrow, dirt lane. The tall grass scratched the side of the truck.
"Where are we going?" I asked, curious.
"To see my favourite tree."
"You have a favourite tree?" I howled, thinking they were joking.
"I grew up around here, remember? So, yes, I have a favourite tree. Would you like to see it?" They looked at me, wrinkles forming around their eyes as they smiled.
"Well, now I've got to see this tree," I said, sitting back in my seat, a grin forming on my lips.
They pulled off the road and into a small clearing. I leaned forward and had to strain my neck to take in the entirety of the tree. It was a giant maple, its amber and orange leaves making it look like it was on fire. They parked the truck and hopped out, but I was still mesmerized by the tree. I fumbled with my seatbelt, trying to unbuckle it, but couldn't take my eyes off it. I finally unbuckled my seat belt and stepped out of the truck.
"Isn’t it amazing?” They asked with pride.
“Honestly, it is amazing.” I laughed, pleasantly surprised.
They grabbed a blanket from the back seat of the truck and laid it out on the plush grass surrounding the tree, positioning it just far enough away to take in the entire view. They sat down with a sigh of contentment and patted the seat beside them.
I stretched out beside them; the blanket was warm from the truck and felt nice beneath me. The fall air had a crispness to it, and the breeze caused my cheeks to flush. We sat in silence, watching the leaves on the trees sway in the cool wind. Suddenly, I felt firm fingers land on my cheek and brush the hair out of my face. I turned to look at them. Their eyes beamed, locking with mine. It felt like a warm block of butter was melting inside me, covering my chest and making me feel hot from the inside out.
They leaned in, and I could feel their breath on my cheek. Their hand slowly moved to the back of my neck.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you since I saw you.” their eyes moved back and forth, searching for a reply.
“So kiss me,” the words barely escaped my mouth.
Our arms were wrapped around each other, grasping at each other’s clothes and pulling at warm skin. Their tongue massaged mine, I took it in my mouth and sucked on it, slowly. I eagerly unzipped my jacket and pulled it open. Their eyes wandered down and they noticed the soft swells peeking from underneath my shirt. They took my nipple in their mouth and bit down gently. I could feel the ribbed material of my white shirt grasp around my nipple, creating friction and sending shivers down my spine.
They laid me down on the blanket. I looked up, as the vibrant leaves from the tree danced across the sky. They bent down to whisper in my ear.
“Do you wanna have sex, right here?” They asked.
“I would love to,” I replied, filled with anticipation.
They scrambled to unbutton their jacket, revealing the thin top underneath. I placed my hands under their shirt and ran them up their body; I could feel their heart beating in their chest. They leaned down and explored the nape of my neck with their tongue, nudging the neck of my shirt to the side and grazing my collarbone with their teeth. Another chill ran down my spine, as I let out an involuntary moan.
I placed my hands above my head on the soft blanket, and they smiled, knowing exactly what I wanted. They used one hand to pin my arms to the ground, leaving their other arm free to explore my body. They pulled my shirt up slowly, letting my breasts fall from underneath it. Their fingers skipped over my hard nipples, teasing me, until they finally took one in between their fingers and squeezed it firmly. I gasped as the blood rushed to my cheeks.
“God, yes, just like that.”
My willingness frenzied them. In one smooth motion, they were on their back and then lifted me on top of them. I pressed my hips and ass into them as they smiled up at me. I slowly grinded, wishing we were already wearing less clothing. My breasts peeked out from my unzipped jacket. The crisp zipper caught on my nipples, creating friction every time I pushed my body into theirs. They began to rub my sex over my pants. Moving their fingers at first, but then letting me take control and rub against them at my own pace. I alternated between fast and slow, allowing their fingers to find my clit and then moving away from it, edging myself and enjoying the tease.
They lifted me off them and took me by the hand, slowly leading me to the tree. I looked up at it in admiration. The tree was immense, like it could tower over the whole world. They pressed me up against it, my arms wrapped around its thick trunk. The rough bark pressed into the side of my face. The smell of wood and almonds filled my nose; I smiled as my mouth filled with saliva.
They kneeled down and slowly pulled my pants down around my knees. Their hands cradled my ass, and the sound of a frisky spank echoed through the field. They buried their face between my cheeks, moving up and down. My sex was wet with anticipation as they started to lick my ass. Lapping with their warm tongue, their saliva dripped down the inside of my cheeks. This was a tease like no other, my clit pulsated and begged for attention. I tried to spread my legs, but they were restrained by the pants around my knees. I submitted to the pleasure for a few more seconds but couldn't take anymore.
I used my feet to tear my pants from around my knees and down to my ankles. They turned me around and helped me get one pant leg off from around my shoe. I spread my legs and offered my sex to them. They ran their tongue along my inner thigh and up to my pelvis. I let out another moan, grasping the hard bark beneath my fingers. They plunged their mouth into my sex and slurped at my clit. I rested my head against the tree, bound by the sensation radiating from beneath me. My legs began to shake. I suddenly realized I was on my tip-toes, gyrating my hips back and forth and riding their tongue.
“God, that feels so good,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath.
They pulled their face away from my sex and their mouth was drenched with juices. Putting their middle and index fingers between their lips, I watched as their fingers became covered with glistening saliva. Their wet fingers made small circles on my clit, before they proceeded further down. Gently, they inserted me, looking up at me to catch every reaction. They slowly penetrated me with a single finger, until I begged for more.
The sun was setting and the sky was beginning to match the leaves on the giant maple tree. I tore at my jacket, exposing my breasts to the cool, autumn breeze. With both my hands I grasped the back of their head as they began to suck on my clit again, their fingers still deep inside me. Their hair was soft and tangled, I pulled at it gently, feeling it between my fingers. I was moaning, unable to keep quiet and not caring if anyone could hear. I was close when my legs started to shake again. They reached a hand around and braced my ass as I orgasmed. My lower half twitched and jerked as my sex clenched around their fingers inside of me. Their motions slowed as my orgasm began to melt away, gently bringing me back down from the high.
They took me by the waist and we fell to the ground, looking up at the fiery tree. My cheeks were flushed and I finally caught my breath. My mind felt clear and calm. I looked at them and smiled.
“Wanna sleep at mine tonight?” I asked.
“I would love that.” They smiled and firmly kissed me on the lips.
I looked back up at the sky. I could feel the cold ground on my back, but it didn’t bother me. A leaf from the top branch of the tree slowly fell to the ground, and I wondered how long it would be until they all came down.