Make out

Your arms are tangled around Robin and you push yourself against her slightly. You aim to push her back against a tree but instead you accidentally stumble, pulling both of you to the ground. You roll together, arms still around each other as you roll, you on top then Robin then you again. When you come to a stop you're resting side by side. Robin laughs at you, "maybe still a little clumsy huh?" She doesn't give you a chance to respond though before her lips are back on yours, she kisses you hard as if she's been repressing this for a while. Had she been thinking about you when she was on the farm? When she came back every day to build your barn or put extensions into your home? It feels like her hands are all over you and you slide yours down to squeeze her ass. She giggles and breaks the kiss. "You like that?" She's teasing you but on another level she seems like she's looking for validation. You nod with a smile, squeezing her hard you are rewarded with a huge smile back.

She reaches up to brush some of your hair back from your face, giggles as she pulls a twig out and throws it away. She kisses your forehead and down to your lips again. Her tongue pushes into your mouth again and you can feel an urgency from Robin. How driven by her passion she is. You roll the pair of you together so Robin is now on top of you but she doesn't break the kiss for a second. Her legs either side of your waist as she holds you between her legs and arms. You run your hands through her hair. Similarly a mess after your roll over the ground. You both breath heavily as you feel your body respond to the weight of her on top of you. She grinds her body against you slightly, clearly feeling the bulge growing underneath her. She breaks the kiss for a second, taking a gulp of air but then is right back on you. As if air was just a minor inconvenience and what she really needed was you.

"God I want you Farmer..." She speaks breathily, taking only the briefest break from kissing you each time she speaks. "When I met you off the bus I wanted to make sure you felt welcome but I think even then I knew..." Her tongue fighting with yours in your mouth again. "I shouldn't have waited so long, every time I was on your farm, and it was just us..." She sits up, her weight resting on you, on your swelling arousal. She grins down at you as she pulls off her jacket, leaving her in just her tight yellow shirt. She wiggles her hips as she shrugs the jacket off, far more than she needs to and you moan softly in response, eliciting a smile from her. She reaches down to run her fingers over the muscles of your arms again, running them over the fabric of your shirt and over your chest, her mouth parted open slightly, her breathing faster. Her hips still rock her body against you in a way that makes you respond similarly. Your hands rest on her ass, gently encouraging her movement. She grasps the bottom of her shirt and pulls the fabric up and over her head. Her breasts strain against a green bra, bobbing gently with the motion of her shirt being pulled over her head. "You like what you see?" She giggles, your eyes having betrayed you. She reaches out and runs a finger over your lips. "Now where we...?"

(Artist: AromaSensei)

As she leans down towards you there's the noise of a branch snapping nearby. Robin leaps quickly to her feet, the loose fabric of her shirt held, covering the front of her body. She laughs a little shakily as you get to your feet. "I thought I saw someone, like a dark figure running between the trees but it was too short to be a person..." She looks at you a laughs softly a little self consciously. It's clear the moment where she'd thrown all caution to the wind has passed. She pulls her top back on and step close to you again, her hand rests on your chest as she gives you a gently kiss and slowly pulls away. She smiles at you, "this was lovely, I'm sorry though you need to forget about this it's not," she laughs softly, "not something I'm doing. Next time you come by the shop I will be a consummate professional ok? We won't mention this, to anyone ok?!" There's a degree of sternness in that last question and you obediently nod. She pulls her jacket on and grabs her axe, fighting the urge to look back at you. As she walks away you watch the way her incredible hips swing with each step.

Next time you come by the shop... You guess you'll see won't you?