When we reached my Datsun I opened the door for her and she sat down. Her skirt rode up again as she did this, reaching well above mid-thigh. This time there was no father to think about and my eyes drank in the sight of her legs, clad in dark nylon and spread just a tad. I felt warmth spreading to various parts of my body as I witnessed this.
Nina saw where my eyes were glued and she smiled, pulling down her skirt demurely. "What were YOU looking at?" She asked teasingly.
"A work of art." I told her, making her blush.
I got into my side of the car and started it up, heading for the freeway. My hand dropped to her left knee, leaving it only to shift gears.
"It's still early." Nina told me, glancing at her watch.
I looked at mine, seeing it was shortly after ten o'clock. "Kind of." I agreed.
"It's a nice night." She said next, looking at me, her own hand dropping to my thigh.
"That it is." I answered, suppressing a smile.
Silence developed. Finally she said, "So why don't we go find a nice place to sit for a while and just look at the stars and the moon?"
"The stars and the moon?" I asked lightly.
"Yes." She said firmly. "They're very pretty tonight. I'd like to look at them. Surely you know a place where we can look at them alone."
I grinned, nodding slowly. "I think I know such a place." I said, putting on the gas a little.
"I thought you might." She said.
The place was a little used park near the falls, almost directly across the river from the larger park where the high school students liked to have their keggers. As a matter of fact we could hear the faint hoots and howls and drunken laughter mixed with the indecipherable sounds of car stereos drifting over the roar of the falls towards us. A kegger was going on as we sat there.
I had long since removed my tie and unbuttoned the collar of my shirt. I'd also thrown my jacket in the back of the car. We walked over to a picnic table and sat on the surface of it, our feet resting on the wooden seat, looking out at the falling water, smelling the mist. Our hands intertwined gently and we simply looked for a while, not speaking. There was a light breeze, warm enough to keep us from shivering and the sound of thousands of crickets chirping came from behind us. The stars and the moon were shining in the sky.
"It really is a beautiful night." I offered, edging a little closer to her.
"Yes." She agreed, letting her head fall to my shoulder. "It's too bad we don't have a blanket or something so we could lie on the ground and really look at the stars. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"I have the blanket in my trunk from when we went on the picnic last month." I offered, thanking whatever gods there was that I was a lousy housekeeper.
Nina gulped and then raised her head back up. "Really?" She asked.
"Really." I said seriously.
"Break it out." She told me.
We spread it about fifty yards away from the car, near the cliff that led to the river below the falls. When the wind blew right a fine spray of mist would hit us delicately. We lay down on our backs, about a foot apart, our hands together, our heads looking upwards.
"Do you like astronomy?" She asked me, her thumb tracing circles around the back of my hand.
I shrugged. "I've read a little on it." I told her, only semi-lying. In my previous life I'd taken an astronomy course in college as a science elective. That had been in my pot-smoking days. There's nothing like getting stoned and heading up to the college's observatory in the middle of the night. I got an A in the class.
"So have I." She told me. "I bet I can name more stars than you."
"Oh yeah?" I asked. "What's the bet?"
"Loser has to kiss the winner until they say to stop." She offered.
I nodded, feeling my penis stir in my suit pants. "You've got yourself a bet."
She pointed to the most obvious. "Polaris." She said.
I pointed to another. "Regula." I told her, pulling out my big guns.
"Amateur." She scoffed, pointing again. "Betelgeuse."
"Not bad." I allowed, pointing again at a fuzzy blur. "You see that one?"
"Which one?" She asked.
Gently I took her face in my hands and pointed it in the direction I was looking. "That red one over there about ten degrees west of Cassiopeia."
"I see it." She said, looking at me instead of the star.
"That's Mars." I said firmly.
"No it's not." She told me. "Mars is a planet and the planets are all in the ecliptic. Besides, Mars isn't visible right now."
"It's not Mars?" I asked innocently.
"No." She told me.
"Bummer." I said. "I guess I lose then."
We stared at each other in the moonlight. "I guess you do." She told me, angling her face towards mine.
There was no slow build up to our kisses, our tongues found each other in the first two seconds while our arms and hands pulled our bodies together. I felt the scratchy material of her dress beneath my hands, the outline of her bra straps bulging from beneath. Her hands yanked the back of my dress shirt out of my pants and then plunged beneath it, her manicured nails scratching at my back.
I rolled her onto her back, pressing my body to hers and began to kiss her neck, inhaling the perfume she'd applied, working my way down to the hollow of her throat. She arched her back as I kissed her there, licking lightly with my tongue, tasting her delicate skin.
"I've missed this so much." She told me breathlessly as my hand slid up her flank and across the bulge of her right breast.
"Have you?" I muttered, nipping at her skin lightly, my fingers coming to rest on the silver button at the front of her dress. It was cool to the touch, round, and I swirled around it, playing with it.
"Yes." She nodded, kissing the top of my head, her hands pulling free from my shirt.
Slowly I undid the button, leaving a gap in the front of her dress. She smiled, arching her back a little more. My fingers dropped to the second button. In the moonlight I could now make out the top of her bra and the upper swell of her breasts. I leaned my head down and kissed her chest, just above this, running my tongue down to the top of her bra. She shivered in delight, pulling me closer. I undid the remaining buttons, spreading the dress wide open, so her entire bra was visible to me.
I let my mouth travel between her breasts, feeling the cotton material pressing into my flesh and then I began to kiss her ribcage below the bra cups; teasing, soft kisses punctuated with licks. Nina moaned softly at the sensation, her fingers finding my hair. I worked my way back and forth beneath her breasts, my mouth kissing every inch of the exposed skin of her chest. Occasionally I would rub my cheek across her bra cup and feel the material and the protrusion of her nipples sliding across.
Finally my hands slid behind her back and found the clasp of her bra. With a quick flick it was undone. I slid my hands back around to the front and pushed upward, moving the now-loosened bra off of her breasts, baring them. I looked at them in the moonlight, seeing the rigid nipples, seeing how they heaved up and down with her excited respiration.
"They're beautiful." I told Nina softly. "I'd like to kiss them."
"Ohh." She groaned, pulling my head down.
I took the right nipple in my mouth, sucking on it gently, as I had in the car that night. I swirled my tongue around it, suckled it, kissed it, made it stand out proudly before I switched to the other one. Nina held me firmly to her as my hand dropped down and landed on her knee, where it began squeezing and caressing through the nylon. Slowly I began to slide my hand upward.
I was ready to halt the exploration of my hand at the slightest sign of protest but I received none. Her legs slowly parted, encouraging further travel. I shifted to the inside, my digits trailing over the smooth nylon and tight muscle of her thigh. I reached the hem of her dress and slowly continued onward. She opened her legs wider. I squeezed her inner thigh, marveling at the feel of her legs in pantyhose and then the back of my hand reached the junction of her legs; the panty portion of the hose. I felt dampness against my knuckles and Nina drew in a sharp breath, pushing her crotch into me.