In the dark woods

Sophie glanced between the two men, seeing them share a glance, some silent communication as the older man gently but firmly takes her arm, finding herself being gently led deeper into the woods, further from the light and safety of the path. She knows she shouldn't go with him, shouldn't let this stranger lead her off into the woods, but there is just something about him, something in his manner that she finds herself acquiescing to.

The younger man follows after them, a cocky, knowing smirk on his face as he trails after Sophie, his eyes dropping down to admire her shapely petite bum in her tight yoga pants. He'd thought she was young, close to his own age, until he'd stopped her, talked to her... only then had he realized she was older, perhaps his mum's age. But in much better shape, he thinks with a smile as he follows after her and the older man.

Leading the way, the older man steps confidently, as if he knew his way through the woods, as if he'd been here before, his hand still gently gripping the Sophie's arm, leading her along as she submissively follows him. Sophie found herself watching him carefully, studying him more than the path, wondering why she was so obediently following him, why she was letting him lead her into parts unknown. Glancing back, Sophie almost stumbles in shock as she catches the younger man staring at her, his gaze locked lecherously on her bum, his excitement shining bright in his young eyes. Sophie felt her cheeks color with a deep flush, feeling shocked at the way he was watching her, but also feeling a small bloom of excitement at the knowledge that she could interest such a young man.

Sophie was pulled out of her reverie as they entered a small clearing, a gentle knoll surrounded by thick trees. She felt the leash gently tugged from her hand, turning to watch in mute surprise as the older man led her dog to the edge of the clearing, tying it's lead around one tree, releasing his own dog before turning back to face her. "And what's your name, my dear?" He asks gently but firmly, obviously used to getting what he wants.

"Sophie," she answers softly, feeling suddenly insecure beneath his knowing gaze.

'I'm Callum," the young boy behind her announces with the brashness of youth.

"Nice to meet you, Sophie. You too, Callum," the older man says with a nod. "I'm Jack," he announces before turning his attention fully to Sophie. "Come here, Sophie," he instructs her, indicating a soft mossy knoll in front of him.