"Wow!" he said when he walked in the front door.
"Oh, hey!" she said delightedly as he surveyed her naked self. "Come out back. I've built something."
"Built something?"
"Yeah. Come on." She took him by the hand and led him to the back door of their pleasant vacation digs. The back garden was enclosed in a head high brick wall and was very private. There were rose bushes in bloom at the foot of the wall all the way around and in the center was a small pool encircled in a four foot high chain-link fence.
"Where's your thing you built?" he asked, looking about in a puzzled fashion.
"Here." She led him back to the pool and pointed down at the edge of the fence to two small arrangements of oversized bricks. About two feet from each other they made little staircases, running in conjunction with the fence. Each had three bricks at the base, then two, then one. The tall flat sides faced each other. "Let me show you its features. Stand against the fence between the little stairs." He complied. "Now let me get you naked too."
She was a few inches shorter than he. She could just rest her chin on his shoulder. And she did just that as she gave him a hug before she began unbuttoning his shirt. He started to help, but she said, "No, no. I want to do it." So he resigned himself to running the hand that she wasn't removing from a sleeve through her hair.
When his shirt was gone, she laid her cheek against his chest and rubbed it through the sparse thatch. She raked her knuckles through it appreciatively. Then she sank to the ground, relishing the cool of the spring grass and the way it tickled her mound. It needed a mowing and was long and soft. She removed his shoes and socks, he balancing by placing a hand on her head. Next, she reached up and proceeded to loosen his belt and pull down his zipper. He was fully erect, of course, and she had to tug the elastic of his underwear out to get it over the tip.
When he had stepped out of his remaining apparel, she leaned over and, pulling her lips over her teeth, nibbled at the tendons on his feet. She loved his feet. She loved his muscles and leisurely slid her hands over his calves. She loved the rough texture there and on his thighs. She loved the smooth feel of his ass and back and more rough texture on his belly and chest. She loved his face too. It had always struck her as ruggedly handsome.
She had risen on her knees and nestled her face against his sex. He took her face between his hands and caressed her with his thumbs. She needed to discharge some of her heightened arousal and took his cock in her teeth. She increased the pressure until he uttered a sharp "Ahh!!" and tightened his grip. But he had a pleased smile on his face as he looked down at her. So she darted her tongue into the slit in loving acknowledgement.
Next, she began to leisurely slide her body up his until she was standing, pausing on the way up to cradle his genitals between her slightly-larger-than-hand-sized breasts. When he grasped those breasts she could feel a strong pulse between her legs.
He bent for a kiss and dragged his tongue slowly across the roof of her mouth and around her tongue. Her vagina contracted, as did her thigh muscles. She remained motionless, savoring the feel of her body turning to warm liquid.
But her project was not complete. She put her feet onto the lowest of the small stairs. This spread her legs so that her sex was open to the air. She could feel a slight breeze, and it tickled her. She could stay there for quite a while, with her cheek against his and her arms around his neck. But there was more to do.
She stepped onto the second level. Now she could press his erection tightly between their bellies. He groaned and ran his hands down to her ass and gripped it vehemently.
Finally, she slid slowly to the topmost step. Her sex pressed against his cock and her labia sliding along the sides. She indulged herself and tormented him by slithering down and up several times. When she came to rest the tip of his cock was right at her clitoris. She tipped her hips forward just a bit and it slipped to the opening of her vagina. She tightened her arms around him, hoisted her feet from the bricks and sluggishly slid down, her clitoris delightfully scraping his pubic hair, until he was inside her all the way to the base of his cock. Warmth coursed through her body and she felt the tingling onsets of an orgasm, but she shifted a bit and it paused. He began to move his hips enough to pull out and in and out and in until they were both flooded in the same deluge.