A Hot Woman

The picture was taken from a half-upright angle down at Cassandra's beautiful face. Cassandra stood in our kitchen, leaning against the counter, her curly black hair tied back in a ponytail. Below I could see that she had an apron on.

The next picture was much the same, only in the bathroom. And Cass had stripped most of her clothes off! From the angle, I could see her yellow bra strap and parts of her yellow spandex boxer shorts. The photo didn't show too much, but the implication was certainly there!

I grabbed my suitcase and headed inside, praying I would find her the same I just saw her. A hot woman in her apron? Phew, I wanted a piece of that!

Alas, she had thrown some sweatpants, a flannel, and a t-shirt. Though, the way those sweatpants shaped along her ass was pretty magnificent in its own right. Cass turned to see me looking. I immediately went over to her and kissed her firmly. Cass moaned in slight surprise.

"So you liked the photos then?" Cass said as I released her.

"You're getting really good at them!" I said earnestly.

"I try," Cass smiled, shoving a bun into my hand. "Here, I made buns. And no, it's not a metaphor for anything. Girl needed sugar after a hard week."

Cass looked at me for a few moments.

"That was a metaphor, come here," Cass said and pulled me down into another kiss.

The next day we got up bright and early. The drive to the fishing spot was quite a long one, over an hour, at the southern part of Lake Michigan. There was a boat rental place there that I liked. I was by no means the best fisher, I just did it because I liked the outdoor activity. If I caught one or two salmon I'd be more than happy to call it a day.

During the drive-up state, we mostly chatted about the wedding. A lot of planning goes down to weddings, it seems. Decorations, catering, entertainment. Guest lists. Whom to seat with whom. Whom to not sit with whom. Those sorts of things.

Finally getting out on Lake Michigan, and renting a smaller boat, we could enjoy our Saturday. Both Cass and I lived busy lives, even if it didn't always look like it. So to come out and relax like this was just something. Even if I was a shit fisher.

April truly was a beautiful month. Even if we both had to have thick jackets and all the other necessities, it was still one of the best ways I knew to really take in the change in seasons. Even Cass seemed content, sitting in her thick jacket and a wool hat. Her hazel eyes squinting slightly at the sun, looking at nothing in particular.

She was so beautiful. Sitting like this, I couldn't help but admire her firm, yet soft features. Her kind eyes were deep in thought. Her dark lips smiled as she basked in the spring sun.

"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Cass said, looking back at me.

"Sure is," I replied.

Cass looked at me for a few moments. It was her who had dragged me out here. I had been wondering why, but the nice scenery and the laid-back atmosphere made it all worth the trip. Even if Cass had no further plan than this.

But of course, she did.

Cass looked around to see if anyone was close by. Content that there wasn't, she seemed to call her plan into action. Without saying a word Cass started to lift herself way into an upright position. I met her eyes wondering what she was doing. Slowly, while keeping eye contact, Cass took the zipper of her thick winter jacket and slowly opened up. Inching her way down.

I gulped.

Cass smiled wickedly at my reaction, still slowly descending the zipper until it met her navel, where Cass stopped.

"Why don't you grab my phone and we'll have a small photoshoot?" Cass suggested. My jaw was floored. Cass had been planning it all week and was now exceedingly excited to share this photo event with me.

"You sure?" I asked, wanting to give her an out. Cass nodded slowly.

"Hurry, it's freezing."

I immediately grabbed Cass' phone. Cass turned slightly sideways, clutching each side of the zipper effectively holding the jacket in place, exposing her firm stomach, orange bra, and ample cleavage. I took several photos of this pose. Fuck she looked so hot like this.

"Maybe do another pose?" I asked.

Cass thought for a second then parted the jacket more, revealing her right side more, to show some skin without exposing more of her breasts. She inched her pants down ever so slightly, showing parts of her right dark, sexy cheek. My cock sprang to attention seeing her new teasing ways. It was so unlike her, yet it seemed natural to her. Like she found pleasure in showing off to me in this way.

Her teasing her ass to me was almost too much. I snapped a few more photos. Cass then turned, even more, looking over her shoulder towards the camera, hiking her jacket up a bit more. Revealing the top of her orange thong and most of her right cheek. Even goosebumps on her dark skin started to pop out!

My cock was throbbing hard. Cass' teasing really got to me. And even in a somewhat public setting! It was pretty daring of her, I must admit. I snapped an abundance of pictures, from a few different angles, even got up close.

After taking a few closer pictures, I put the phone away. I just had to have a piece of her sexy ass. I placed my warm hands onto her cheeks and she gasped out loud. Following my hands were my mouth as I started to kiss her ass cheeks with passion.

"Oh, that is so naughty, Isaac!" Cass moaned. "Hey! You've got something on the hook!"

That immediately brought my attention back to what we actually were doing. I hurried over to my rod, the fishing rod that is, and drew up a decently sized coho salmon. Cass cheered for me, and I had to say I was pretty pleased with myself. At least I got one fish out of the fishing trip.

After gutting the fish, I turned back to Cass. I saw she had put her pants fully back on and was absentmindedly looking out into the Lake again. Just as well, my hands were stinking of fish guts.

"Sooo. I looked some more in your folder... I just got curious, you know, after sending you those naughty pictures and I guess I wanted to know more of what would tease you... I know it's something we never talk about... kinks and stuff," Cass said after a good twenty minutes of sitting around basking in the fresh spring sun.

Yep. We were having that conversation. Now. Cassandra rolled over on the bench to look better at me.