A Simple Walk in the Woods - Sex Stories

A Simple Walk in the Woods

... anyway," she said.

"Don't beat yourself up," was my reply, "you should be able to walk a trail in the forest without fear. You did nothing wrong."

We found out a lot about each other during the two plus hours it took to reach the trailhead including that she was 29 years old, soon to turn 30, married with no kids, and a business executive. When we got to the trailhead her rental car was only two spots over from my car, and I again marveled that the lot was so empty on this beautiful early autumn day.

At the trailhead I held her by the shoulders again and stared at her. "Listen, Rachel; I suggest that you go see a counselor that you have a confidential relationship with and talk about your experience. It might take a while to get over it, but just in the three plus hours that I've known you I've found that you're tough and will persevere."

"Thanks, Blake; you have no idea how much I appreciate it," and then tears formed in her eyes.

"I do know how much you appreciate it Rachel and I can tell you that it was my privilege to help you. It may have been the best single thing I have done in my life and I'm proud to have been of service."

Then after pause I continued "One thing; remember NOT to tell the authorities about it. After two days I will make an anonymous call from a pay phone to the authorities and tell them where they can find the serial rapist's body. I want the public to no longer be afraid, and within two days any traces of us will have been washed ...

... off of him."

Rachel stared up at me. The sun hit her just right and although I had long ago realized that she was a nice-looking woman until just that point I hadn't realized that she was far more than just nice-looking; she was exotic.

"Where should I return your shirt to you, Blake? I have to keep it on until I get back to my hotel, but I'm happy to return it."

"Please, keep it; if it brings back bad memories then throw it away, but otherwise you can use it whenever you want to wear something six sizes too big for you," I replied with a smile.

"OK," she smiled back. "Have a good life, Rachel," I said, kissing her on the top of her head and then turning and opening up the driver's door to my car.

Once I was in the driver's seat and had fastened my seatbelt she tapped on the window and I rolled it down. "I would like to take you to dinner to thank you" she said with a smile.

When I looked at her beautiful face and remembered her flawless mammaries that were now protruding from my shirt that she was wearing I thought "Way too much temptation," so I politely declined telling her that there was no need for further thanks and that I had other plans,

Then she gobsmacked me with One last thing; what did you think of my naked tits; the way that your eyeballs almost popped out of your head when you were staring at them it looked like you thought that they were OK."

I know that I instantly blushed. Before I could think of a respectable response I blurted out ...