After being in the house for nearly 2 days, cabin fever started to set in. We knew we had to get out and there was a lot of Christmas shopping to be done.
Many hours of shopping later, we returned home and had a few drinks. At almost midnight we were feeling pretty good and decided to go do some sledding. There is a tall bridge by our house that had been shut down because of the ice. We knew that was the place to go have some fun. We bundled up and headed out on foot carrying our makeshift "sled".
It wasn't long before we reached the bridge. I don't know if I've mentioned before but Clyde really is like a big kid. We had so much fun. It was dark and cold but it was just the two of us. At the top of the bridge we could see our sleeping, quiet little town with all the twinkly lights. It was a beautiful and romantic setting.
Clyde must have thought so too because as we laid down and took a moment to admire the stars his hands began to roam. He reached under my shirt, pinched my nipples and played with my tits. I was so wet by the time he started to undo my pants. He fucked me good on top of that tall bridge.
As I started to pull up my pants after, he stopped me. He grabbed one end of my belt and yanked it loose. With the belt in hand he warmed by ass up. I didn't hold back my cries and moans each time I was struck and I'm sure we were heard on that quiet night.
That bridge will never be the same to me. I just hope there were no cameras. ;-)