I was semi-conscious Saturday morning when Sara came bounding into my room and jumping on the bed, a bundle of energy. I groaned and stretched, waking slowly, and then pulled her to me for a big good morning hug and kiss. I sent her downstairs and told her I’d join her in a minute. I waited till I heard her bouncing down the stairs to slip out of bed, not wanting her to see my naked body. I pulled on some yoga pants and a t-shirt, went into the bathroom to freshen up and then went downstairs. Sara had already pulled out cereal and fruit and was in the fridge trying to retrieve juice and milk when I walked in. I helped her get what she wanted, started coffee and then we had breakfast together. We decided we would go to the park today to enjoy the sunshine. The diversion would help keep my mind occupied, otherwise I would sit around the house all day thinking naughty thoughts of Allyson and Jenna. Going to the park would also tire Sara, and hopefully have her sleeping soundly tonight for whatever may transpire. After breakfast Sara settled in with some books and puzzles while I did some mundane household chores. After a couple hours I told her it was time to get ready for the park. Sara squealed with delight and ran upstairs to get dressed. I followed behind, changed clothes and tried to make myself look presentable to go out in public without a shower.
The local park was filled with what seemed like hundreds of kids on a Saturday morning, and the cacophony that accompanied them. There were soccer games, kids riding bikes and a flurry of activity everywhere you looked. Sara and I headed to the playground, by far her favorite place. By the time I caught up to her she was already climbing and having a great time. I sat down on a nearby bench to observe, basking in the warm sun. I recognized some of the kids and parents as I watched them play. I enjoyed the down time, just watching as Sara explored and socialized. When she ran over to me and exclaimed she was hungry I was astounded to see we had been there for 90 minutes. We wandered to the concession stand, ate, and then Sara was gone again in a flash.
As we sauntered back to the playground from our meal, two girls passed us hand-in-hand. They were older than Jenna, about 20 I guessed, and quickly passed by. As Sara hurried back to the playground, I sat down and spied the two girls now sitting partially hidden under a tree away from the playground. There was something about how they were acting that intrigued me. I discreetly watched them laughing and talking for a few minutes and then turned my focus back to Sara and her friends. A short while later my gaze shifted back to the pair under the tree and as I watched, they began looking around conspiratorially.
A few moments later, satisfied they weren’t being watched, their bodies leaned toward each other and they kissed. I was shocked and the scene made me gasp. From my vantage point I watched as their kiss lingered and I imagined their tongues exploring each other’s mouth. I had done a fair job of pushing my desire down, but watching the two young girls quickly had my body responding. The girls were sitting facing one another and I couldn’t tell if their legs were intertwined of if they were side-by-side. As I watched their arms encircled one another as their kiss continued. Finally, their lips parted. They seemed to look at each other for a long time and then they once again glanced at their surroundings to see if anyone had detected them. Confident nobody was watching their lips came together again in a long, sensual kiss. I rubbed my thighs together as I watched, my pussy dampening more by the second. I suddenly wished I was closer so I could see better and to hear the soft purrs I’m sure they were both emitting. I quickly turned to find Sara, and when I confirmed all was well, I went back to observing the girls under the tree.