One cool early spring evening, my wife and I went for a walk down to the city park. The moon shown brightly in the sky and the fresh smells of spring were intoxicating. We really like that time of year.

After reaching the park we walked to a small playground area tucked into the back corner with trees on two sides, a spot where we could look out over the rest of the park. There was a swing and a couple of picnic tables off to the side of a large sand box.

We always go to this corner because it was darker and more private than the rest of the park and we could see if anyone else came into the park. We would either swing together, or just sit and talk. After a while we would begin making out and as most other evenings, that would lead to more amorous activity.

On this particular evening, she had initiated the heavy action by undoing my trousers and fondling my cock, coaxing it to life. She always liked the feel of it as it went from soft to hard and she always complained that it did not stay soft long enough. I told her that I could not control it, that it had a mind of its own and with he soft hands squeezing and tugging it did not take long before it was rock hard.

We continued kissing and cuddling as she played with my now hard cock. She began slowly stroking it and then she stopped, looked around and not seeing anyone she pulled my trousers down around my knees to give her better access. I, of course, did not discourage this activity. I did not care that she was exposing me in a public place. I knew that it was very rare to see anyone else in the park at this time and that we could see them long before they could see us (or so we thought.)

The picnic tables were metal and when I leaned back against one I was startled by the cold, but soon got used to it, especially because my wife continued to stroke my cock. After a few minutes, I reached over and played with her tits through her tank top, then reached inside and squeezed each tit, gently pinching her hardening nipples. She did not say a word when I pulled the straps of her top and her bra off of her shoulders, rolling them down revealing her perfect tits.

I leaned over and licked and sucked on each tit, spending quite a bit of time on each nipple. She was obviously enjoying this as she had stopped stroking and was holding the back of my head to her breasts. We did not make much noise, so when we heard a rustling sound, both of us stopped to listen closer.

The noise stopped almost as quickly as we had stopped. We listened for a minute or two and then satisfied that we were alone, we resumed. She began stroking my cock, which had deflated a little bit, but it was soon hard again. I undid her short pants and slid them down to her knees, reaching between her legs to manipulate her clit and I could feel her juices begin to flow.