The Company Pic-nic

It was time again for the annual company picnic. Instead of the usual deal

in some park, the picnic committee had decided to get everyone discount (as

in huge discount) passes to the local theme park. It opened at ten in the

morning and we as a group would meet about 11:30 for an all expenses paid

for steak lunch with all the trimmings. Before and after that we were free

to roam the park and ride all of the rides we wanted to for free. Lunch was

the only official company function, other than the usual baseball game that

some liked to participate in. I’m not a sports fan so I opted out of that

one when the sign up sheet came around.



My wife and I haven’t been getting along too well lately, and for reasons I

was never too clear about, she didn’t like the company I worked for. It

wasn’t surprising then that she had other plans the day of the company

picnic. She was off to some art festival with a girlfriend of hers.



When I got to the theme part, the first person I ran into from the company

was Sally. She was looking very sexy today. Usually she is dressed in

business attire, and while she always looked nice, now that she was dressed

for a picnic, WOW! She was wearing a little crop top that barely covered

her breasts, some rather sexy short shorts and sandals. I had never noticed

before, but she had great legs and a very sexy body. I said hi to her, but

she looked like she was looking for someone and I was on my way to the

picnic area. I was about lunch time and I was hungry. I got my steak and

the other things that go with it, including a nice cold beer and found a

nice shady place under a tree to sit and eat in peace.



A little later Sally came into the area alone and got her plate. While she

got her plate filled, I was watching her and decided that those perky

little breasts of hers weren’t being restrained by a bra. She looked around

for a place to sit and finally came over to the tree I was under. “Mind if

I join you.” she asked. “I haven’t been with this company very long and you

are the one friendly familiar face I have seen today.”



As she stood over me, I could see up under that top. Nope, no bra. I could

see the underside of her firm breasts. “It would be very nice if you did.”

We ate in silence for the next few minutes. “Is your husband here?” I

finally got the nerve to ask her. I knew she was married, and thought that

was who she was looking for.



“No, I gave him his ticket and he said if he could get out early enough he

would be here, but I won’t hold my breath.”



“Does he have to work today?”



“That’s what he said, but I’m not sure if he does or if he is just being a

little shit and decided not to come to this thing.”



“My wife is being a shit, that’s why she isn’t here. She didn’t even want

her ticket in case she changed he mind.”



“My husband took his ticket, but like I said, I won’t hold my breath. He

won’t even fuck me lately so I don’t know why he would come to this

picnic.”



It seems she was in the same predicament I was in. No sex and no one to

have it with – other than the one we were married to – who didn’t want us.

She was starting to sound really pissed, so I thought I had better change

the subject very quickly. “Since we are both floating around alone, how

about if we go on a few rides together?”



“Sure. I was thinking of leaving if I didn’t find someone to have a little

fun with.”



With my warped little mind, I wanted to read more into her last statement

than was probably there. The only friendly face she knew here also happened

to be the local sex starved maniac. We finished eating and then walked

around the park a little to find a ride that we felt like going on. We

decided to try the tame version of the two roller coasters there. We

were in the rear of the last car and like all roller coasters, we got

shoved into each other. It was more than pleasant having her soft sexy body

pushed up against mine as we went around the sharp corners.



When that ride ended, we decided to try the Frontier Log ride. On the way

over to that one, she walked a little closer to me. I wasn’t sure if that

was a signal of some sort or if I was making something out of nothing.



This log ride was one of those water rides where you sit in a boat like

contraption that looks like a hollowed out log. There is a low narrow bench

down the center that about six people sit on with your legs out ahead of

you and party around the person ahead of you. There is a hand rail on each

side to hang onto, unless, like me, you prefer to hold on to the one ahead

of you. In my case that was Sally. I had my arms around her just under her

breasts. I had wondered if she was going to object when I first put them

around her, but she gave no indication that she didn’t like it and even

leaned back into me some. That ride was quite a bit tamer than the roller

coaster, though it is a wet version of just that. With my arms around

Sally, I enjoyed it quite a bit more than the last ride. Since she had been

in the front of our “log”, her top was a lot more interesting after it got

splashed during this water ride! Her areola and now erect nipples could be

seen through the partly wet thin material of her top.