I left the empty bar after a couple of drinks, but I didn't want to go home. I wore skin tight jeans, a cute little tee, some cute tennis shoes, and a...sexy underwear set. I took a little detour and found that Rod was having a fire. Rod's house is in the middle of nowhere; he is surrounded by trees and fields. I crept slowly into his drive and parked. His massive dog met me at my door, so I was reluctant to get out. Rod walked up and said hello. I was a little nervous because someone who knew. As I lie there listening to the crackling logs, I grin to myself as I think about when you saw me playing with myself on the couch a little earlier…the fabulous dinner you made for us…our shower. I roll onto my back and pull open my towel slightly, allowing my fingers to gently caress my stomach. I sigh as my hands move slowly up my torso. Before my fingers even reach my breasts, my nipples harden. As I feel the skin tightening, I gently rub each nipple in a circular motion, moaning quietly in. Your driving is becoming erratic and you find a turnout to stop at. You park the car and tell me to get out and follow you. We both get out and you grab my hand and pull me along with you. I look around to see where we are or where we are going. In front of us there is a walking bridge which goes across the river below. We can hear the wind gently blowing through the trees and the sound of the river rushing downstream. It seems as if we are the only ones out here – – no one is watching and no. She looks like a human teenager in age. Her wings aren't sprung out. They just lay vertically against her back for the moment. They are a see-through white in color. You feel her little body's warmth in your palm and her little gasps for air, so you assume that she is still alive. As she gently breathes, her little chest cutely heaves in and out, as her budding breasts slightly jiggle.Her hair is blond and is tied up fashionably. You never knew that faeries were into the latest styles as well..