Neighborly Duties: An Erotic Encounter in the Park

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The golden afternoon light filtered through the canopy of ancient oaks, dappling the grass around our secluded bench. His gaze was a tangible warmth, a silent question that made my breath catch in my throat. I watched the way his fingers curled around the wooden slats, knuckles white with a restraint that mirrored my own. A gentle breeze carried the scent of damp earth and his faint, clean cologne, a combination that made my head feel light. When his hand finally, slowly, covered mine, a shiver traced its way up my arm, settling as a flush across my collarbone. His thumb began to move in a soft, rhythmic circle on my skin, each pass erasing a little more of the space between strangers and something more. I leaned in, my shoulder brushing his, and felt the solid, reassuring strength of him. The world narrowed to this single point of contact, a silent conversation spoken only through our trembling touch. My eyes fluttered closed as his breath ghosted across my temple, a promise whispered on the warm air. In that suspended moment, every unspoken desire bloomed, vivid and overwhelming, binding us together beneath the setting sun.