After my photos of the Browns went viral, Scott demanded even more shots from me.

I took the opportunity to get out of the newsroom and spend some time alone with Toby for an entire day.

“I don’t get it,” Toby said as he drove us toward Hocking Hills State Park. It was a few hours away, near Columbus, and we’d spent many hours there as kids, hiking and making out. “What do the park and football have to do with each other?”

“Well, for one, the park is far away from the city. I’m dying to get away. And, well I just want to go there with you again.”

“It’s been a long time,” he said, keeping his eyes on the curved road ahead. He was so handsome today, like every day, but today, he was relaxed and there was a sparkle in his eye now. I watched his fingers grip the wheel, his forearms flexing under the rolled up sleeves of his shirt.

“We used to have a lot of fun there,” I said, my gaze trained on his profile.

He glanced over at me with a grin on his face.

“You’re something else, Haley.”

“Are you saying you don’t like spending time with me?”

“No, I do. A lot. It scares me sometimes how much.”

“Wow. Should I be worried?”

“No, it’s not bad. It’s just…” He glanced over at me again. “You’re special. You always have been.”

I smiled as he returned his eyes to the road. The last three weeks had been incredible. It had all started that night on the field with him racing toward me, and it hadn’t slowed down since then. It felt like we’d picked up where we left off ten years ago.

Since that moment, we’d gotten a lot closer, at least sexually. I still wanted to ask questions about his ex-wife, but I ignored them, content to let things be. I didn’t want to appear as if I was pushing for us to define things, label things. I knew I should slow things down but it wasn’t easy with him sitting there like that, looking like that, feeling like that.

If I brought up relationships and everything too soon, he might spook. This was all overwhelming for both of us and I knew there was value in letting things unfold organically. As I stared out the passenger window at the beautiful country passing outside, I took a deep breath and vowed to let all that go and just enjoy the day.

“Are you finally going to show me those photos you took at the pool the other day?”

“Soon,” I said.

“I can’t wait.”

And I can’t wait to have you alone in the woods, I thought to myself with a smile on my face. My jaws were hurting because I’d been smiling so much.

“It is good to get out into the country,” he said.

“Yeah, I get so tired of the city sometimes.”

“Why don’t you move?”

“Work, I guess.”

“That makes sense,” he nodded, as he downshifted as we approached the entrance of the state park.

“Looks just the same as it used to,” I said.

“It always will,” he smiled, reaching over and putting a warm hand on my knee after he parked. He gazed into my eyes and I couldn’t help but smile back.

“You ready?” he asked.

“Yeah. I’ve not been in a few years, but I have the perfect spot for some photos.”

“As long as we don’t have to walk too far. I need to save my energy for the game this weekend.”

“You’ll be fine,” I said, as we got out of the car. We walked down the nearest trail hand in hand, the trees swaying above us as they towered overhead.

“You’ve changed so much since I first met you,” he said, his voice quiet and pensive.

“Really? How so?”

“Oh, I don’t know. You’re more in control now, more of an open person.”

I laughed.

“I’m not sure about all that. Or, maybe it’s just part of growing up,” I said, looking at him. “You’ve changed, too.”

“I’ve changed? How?”

“I don’t know how to explain it. You’re more mature. You’ve definitely filled out, physically,” I said, with a wink.

He laughed and I couldn’t help but stare at him as his face lit up.

“You’re much more handsome now, actually,” I said.

“Thank you,” he said. “Although the fact that you won’t let me see those pictures makes me think you feel otherwise. Are you ever going to show them to me?”

“No,” I said, giggling. “Stop asking, or I’ll make you wait even longer.”

“You’re such a tease!”

“Sometimes,” I quipped.

“Looks like we’re the only ones here today,” he said, as we walked alone down the trail..

“Perfect. We don’t want your legions of fans bothering us.”

“Are you making fun of my adoring fans?” he asked, flashing me a grin.

“Well, I’m becoming your number-one fan. Does that count for something?”

“I guess,” he said, stopping and putting his arms around my waist.

“Hands off, mister. We’ve got work to do.”

“I thought we were playing hookie today.”

“We will, but I have to get some photos first.”

“Sure, if you say so. I don’t know why we can’t do both…”

As we walked into the woods, images of his cock flashed through my mind, turning me on even more.

“You’re smiling a lot today,” he noted.

“Just happy, I guess.”

A few hundred feet into the trees, I stopped in a clearing. The sun beat down, lighting up the trees wonderfully.

How do I capture the beauty of nature and him at the same time?

“Stand over there a minute, would you?”

“Here?” he asked, leaning against a tree. “Casual?”

I laughed at his silliness. He had no idea what was coming.

“Great,” I said, lifting my camera on the strap around my neck. “Perfect.”

He flexed his arms, looking deliciously sexy surrounded by the beauty of the forest.

“Why don’t you take the shirt off,” I said, still hiding behind the camera lens.

“Out here? Are you sure?”

“Now you’re afraid of being naked?”

“Hey, we were at my house in my backyard. This is different.”

“Scaredy-cat, scaredy-cat,” I teased.

I watched attentively as he lifted the shirt off, tossing it into the clearing where I stood.

“There we go,” I said. “Take a step back into the trees. I want to get some contrast shots.”

He took a step further into the woods, well off the beaten path. I snapped another few photos.

“You know what? You should take off your pants.”

“What?” he hissed. “Are you nuts?”

“No one’s around,” I said. “The photos are going to be so fucking hot. Come on.”

“Okay, but just for you,” he said.

“Of course,” I said, still snapping.

He undid his pants quickly, letting them slip to the ground.

“How’s that?”

“Better,” I said, stepping forward.

He glanced around. I lowered the camera to the bulge in his underwear and zoomed in.

“Hey, what kind of photos are you taking?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Take a few more steps back behind that tree, and I’ll show you.”

I stared into his eyes, amazed at what he made me want to do.

“Alright,” he said cockily then waddled over to a huge poplar tree.

The sight of him with his pants down and shoes still on was almost comical, but the sight of his huge cock pushed me in the other direction of the emotional spectrum.

“Like this?” he asked as he stood next to the tree, flexing his arms.

As if those were what I was interested in. Silly man.

“Stunning.”

I made love to his body with the camera lens, snapping close-up shots of each curve, each muscle, each ripple of his gorgeous frame. They would make a wonderful collage, a gift for our first anniversary.

He switched poses, still moving for me, but I couldn’t take it anymore. We were alone. He was naked. There was nothing else I could do but give in.

I gingerly set the camera down on the forest floor while maintaining eye contact with him. His eyes widened, almost imperceptibly.

After taking off my top, exposing my breasts, I stepped toward him. He reached for me, but I pushed his hand away before getting on my knees in front of him.

His eyes locked with mine as I pulled his boxer-briefs down without looking. I wrapped my fingers around his masterpiece of a cock while still staring into his eyes.

Those fucking hazel eyes.

They mesmerized me.

Holding his cock up with one hand, I slid my lips over his velvety skin.

“Haley…, ” he moaned, as I twirled my tongue around his shaft, his hardness pulsing against my tongue.

“Fuck,” he grunted.

I looked up at his face as he stared down at me.

His cock hardened in my mouth as he sunk his fingers in my hair. I leaned into him, the breeze brushing against my exposed skin.

“Haley…” he growled, as I worked my head up and down, his cock swelling.

I moved my head back, breathing heavily as I stroked and tugged at his massive cock. A

As I sucked and stroked him, he thrust his hips forward.

“Haley,” he said urgently. “I’m going to come.”

I kept on sucking and tugging, loving the taste of him in my mouth.

He tapped my shoulder, but I moved faster, urging him on.

“Fuck,” he hissed, trying to stay quiet as he exploded.

The taste turned me on so damn much. I glanced up at his face as I swallowed the rest of it down, his cock still in my mouth. He smiled, his eyes alive and ablaze with fire.

“Come here,” he said, bending down and helping me up.

A look of hunger in his eyes, he kissed me on the mouth.

“I want to fuck you so bad,” he said. “Let’s do it here.”

“Okay,” I said, giggling. “Are you ready already? Do you need to wait?”

Before he answered, I heard two women arguing with each other on the nearby trail.

My eyes widened in surprise as I placed a finger over my lips. He nodded, then bent to pull up his underwear and jeans.

“It’s been twenty years, Martha. You need to let it go,” one of the women said.

I stepped forward and saw two white-haired ladies slowly walking down the path, their strides assisted by canes. A few seconds later, a group of elderly men appeared.

“Shit,” I muttered, turning to Toby.

He had his clothes on and my camera in his hands.

“I’ll take that,” I said, grabbing it.

“Is it Senior Day at the park or something?”

“Must be,” I said. “They haven’t seen anything. We’ll just wait a few minutes then make a run for the car.”

“You’ve got a plan for everything, don’t you?”

He placed his palm on my cheek and stared into my eyes.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing. We make a hell of a team.”

Instead of answering with words, he kissed me again.

We spent the rest of the afternoon walking the trails, stealing away to kiss in the trees, but we spotted way too many other hikers to continue our romp in the woods.

“We’ll have to come back when it’s less crowded,” he growled, his hand on my ass as we walked up the trail. “I’m not finished with you yet.”

“I think that’s a good thing,” I replied.

“Sure feels like a good thing to me,” he said, squeezing my ass.

I laughed and wrapped an arm around him.

I still loved him, after all these years.

If I’d been unsure about it till now, I was certain now.