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Gera's Day of Wonder

Gera had a tough life in Warsaw. It was one of her days off and she was in Świętokrzyski Park, thinking about the consequences of her choices, and wondering how she got to her present state. Money worries, family concerns, work headaches. It all seemed too much. She just wanted a moment of peace in nature, so she picked a bench next to the pond. There she silently watched the world rush by, and it seemed everyone was happier than her. It always seems that way.

She idly ate some dried fruit, took a few sips of water, and enjoyed the breeze. At least here for a few minutes, she could escape her dreary worries, which waited for her back at work and home.

She did not even notice when he entered the park and walked over. He sat down silently next to her, far away, on the same bench. She was so lost in her worries. He did not make a sound, he was lost in his world.

After a while, she did turn, and she saw him finally. He was dressed, a little older, but he seemed strong and confident and gave the aura of a gentleman, not a beast or savage, but he had a hidden wild streak. She could tell he would never intrude, he hated being nosy. She could also tell there was something there.

She decided to take a chance - to add some spice to her life - to see if there was something to be gained.

She asked him “Do you like this park?”

He seemed shocked to be addressed - he probably was lonely and did not expect to be approached by a woman, especially one as pretty as Gera. She was cute had curly black hair, and wore adorable glasses that made her sophisticated. She was slim and well-built, and he took in her body in a few milliseconds. She had on a short summer dress, her smooth white skin of arms and legs almost translucent. She had a gentle sad smile, like one borne from much wisdom and patience. Her skin was so flawless she looked like a porcelain doll. She had these amazing green eyes with a touch of brown, and he looked into their sweetness, the cute lashes radiating out, the eyes that smiled. He took in her shoulders, white and bare, and saw she had large breasts under the dress, and that was all he could take and forced himself to look at her.

He said his name was T and he said he enjoyed the park, but Gera saw he was shy and holding back. She asked again how he felt. He said it seemed life was a series of traps that people had to break out of, each time with a different strategy and ploy, and with evolving logic and emotion, and that the park was one of the places where life was suspended for a moment. She was completely taken aback by this analysis, as it was exactly what she felt. For a moment she thought the universe had aligned, that ships were crossing in the night, and that they would never meet again. Gera even panicked that if she did not seize this moment it might never come again.

She looked at him nervously and asked - “would you like to walk with me?”.

It was so bold of her, so unlike her normal shy reserve. But somehow he seemed to anticipate it and replied he was going to ask the same. This was yet again a tolling bell of destiny, silent but so loud it filled the horizon, and they both heard it.

They got up and gently strolled down the park lanes, across the pond, and towards the city. As they walked they talked of things mundane, and complex, shallow and profound. It was an easy banter and much to their expectation, they drifted closer together physically. Once or twice their fingers touched and neither drew away. They slowly drifted out of Świętokrzyski Park.

By this time it was getting late and she asked if he was hungry and he replied kind of. Gera loved Italian food and decided to take yet another leap of faith. Just opposite the park was Spacca Napoli, a casual dining place she loved. He readily agreed, he just wanted to be with her, and she with him. He jokingly admitted he would much rather have a good biryani, but he enjoyed her company too much to refuse a good pasta. She blushed and the ivory skin on her cheeks flushed pink. She looked down shyly and he found it endearing.

As they walked along the street they found an outdoor painting gallery. The oil and watercolor works were compelling and they stopped. Together they looked through and stood even closer together in the cramped rows between the works. Here she brushed up against him, and his arm sank into the softness of her breasts, and she did not hesitate or drawback. She thrilled in this, to give him some of her, and for him to enjoy her touch. They talked about the work, but they enjoyed the closeness even more.

He finally broke through his level of hesitation, he put his arm around her waist and drew her close, and she willingly sank into his side, as though she had always been there. It was the most natural thing, and they were electrified in the moment.

They exited the gallery and he still had his arm around her. They walked the final steps to Spacca Napoli and he chose a small private table in the corner, and he wanted to be out of prying eyes, he was the shy type. She did not mind. They continued the easy banter, talked of love past, lives moved on, hope for the future, and their plans. She had a tossed salad and he had an obligatory plate of pasta. It was the most easy experience, but she wanted more.

Gera felt so comfortable with him, and she had been lonely for so long, that she wanted to make yet another gesture. She took her soft feet out of her shoes and gently ran them up his trousers. He jolted for a moment, but her green eyes were drilling into him and he was a deer in headlights. She caressed his shins and then took her feet out over the fabric and rested them on his thighs. He was shocked and still for a while and then suddenly relaxed. His hands went under the table and massaged her feet, gently and softly. She sighed and leaned back on her chair, lips slightly parted, but still eyes fixed on his.

She felt bolder and moved her feet forward and massaged his groin, and to her delight, his cock was already hard. He had been touching her soft skin and he was already excited. She teased him a little, and slipped her ghost nipples out of her blouse, their hard nipples sticking out from her soft pear-shaped boobs. He was lost in their beauty, how the skin of the nipples faded into her breasts, and the small bumps around them. All along she gave him her soft sad smile, and his cock throbbed insanely under her feet. Now they were totally on fire and they paid and left. She walked close to him, he held her close, they were hot and warm, and talked less. Now they were only thinking of one thing.

She stopped him and whispered in his ear - “My place is just nearby”.

It was all he needed to hear, he looked at her with such a hunger and passion she needed no further prompt. She took his hand and walked on.

It was minutes later they were in her apartment. She led him into the main room and they were silent, it was taught like the calm before the storm. This moment could only lead to one destination and they both knew it. She walked to her bedroom door, there was a huge window on one side, and light flooded in. She turned to him and slowly took off her clothes. He stood watching, a total slave, mesmerized.

Gera had perfect curves and a full womanly figure. He took in the sweeping wide hips, and how her heavy ample boobs draped down with their glorious ghost nipples. His eyes hungered at the folded lips of her labia, her ample pussy overflowing with soft skin and flesh.

She walked back to the bed, sat down, and spread her legs and her fleshy pussy came into view. She smiled in a welcome invite, and he could not wait a single moment more. He walked in briskly pulled her up and close and gave her a deep kiss. It seemed to last a lifetime. She ripped off his shirt and dropped his pants, and she fondled the strong muscles of his shoulders and she thrilled inside. She pulled him close, her heavy boobs rubbing against his chest, and they kissed more, their saliva and tongues melding together.

She grabbed his hard cock and pulled on it in strokes. He gently led her to the bed and bent her over, her wide hips and ass and pussy now for him. He licked and kissed them all over, focusing on sucking her pussy and asshole, while his hands went around and cupped her heavy boobs and massaged them. She moaned and shuddered. She was gushing wet and he tasted all her juices under the bright lights of day. He kissed the little dark spots on her ass and inner thigh.

Now she was gasping and looking back at him, and she grabbed his cock and backed her pussy onto it.

He knew it was time. He gently entered her standing up while she was bent over. She was so wet he slipped in. It was a glorious fuck, he grabbed her wide hips and slammed away, stroke after stroke, and watched her through the mirror, her eyes closed and lips parted, boobs flopping back and forth. It was such a beautiful sight. It went on for ages, and he tried to delay it, but he finally exploded inside her and collapsed on her, and together they fell on the bed.

They lay together naked under that giant window, lost in each other. For a moment they had defeated the problems outside, found an unlikely ally in each other, and banished the loneliness that had plagued them for so long. She pulled his head into her boobs, and he kissed them, and they talked for a long time. Then they made love again and again, and the day turned to night, and they lost count of the hours.

From that day of wonder onwards, for many days to come, Świętokrzyski Park was never the same for Gera.