The bell rung, class and school was dismissed for the day. It was the last day before Spring Break, and Ryan and I were looking forward to time together. We had gotten married on winter break, after we had gotten ourselves into a bit of trouble. I gathered my books, and went out to his truck. Part way down the hall, he caught up to me, and took my books.

"I told you, I'd carry your books, you shouldn't be carrying them."

"Ryan, the doctor told you, it's fine. It's not going to hurt me, or the baby. Stop worrying about the little things."

When I said we got in some trouble, I meant we snuck off and I got pregnant. Once I told Ryan, he went into protective mode. Not many seventeen year old guys would have been as good as he was. I was grateful, but his protectiveness was annoying at times.

"I care, that's all."

He placed my books along with his in his left arm, and wrapped his right arm around me. He kissed the top of my head as we walked down the hall.

"You know, we find out tomorrow if you're going to have a football player, or a cheerleader."

Ryan has always played football, and was actually the quarterback and captain of our school's team. I had always been a cheerleader, and cheered for our school. I guess, we just naturally assumed that our kids would cheer or play football too.

"Yes, I know. I'm thinking it's a cheerleader though."

I laughed, ever since I told him I was pregnant, he was convinced it was a girl.

"Why are you so sure on that? You've been saying that since we found out I was pregnant."

"Because, you hardly show. I'm guessing she's just like her mom, extremely health conscious, and always wanting to look perfect."

I rolled my eyes, "And if it's a boy?"

"I'll be really happy, I won't have to worry about keeping my daughter away from all the boys."

I laughed, he went and opened the passenger side of his truck, and helped me in. Ryan had always been kind and charming like that, it were those sweet gestures that made me fall in love with him.

"You know, I have been thinking about all the things we could do this week."

"Oh yeah, what have you been thinking?"

"To start, I was thinking we need to catch up on some sex. With your parents at work during the day, it gives us the perfect opportunity."

"I like the way you think, but why wait until we get home? To tell you the truth, I've been thinking about the sex and love we could have this week too."

I smiled, I had an idea of what he meant by not waiting until we got home, but didn't know for sure. All I knew was he had a look on his face, and it was saying 'Don't worry, it'll be fun.'

"What exactly are you thinking?"

"That I'm going to take you on an adventure. I think the empty fields on the way home is perfect. We can park the truck in the trees, lay the blanket down in the bed, and I can love you for a little while."

I should've known, I did know, that he was thinking something like that. I just was hopping, it wasn't actually going to be that. Don't get me wrong, loved the idea, but I was always the error on the side of caution, sex outdoors just seemed risky.

"Oh? What if we get caught?"

The question almost bugged Ryan. He shook his head, trying not to believe I just asked that question.

"I think you need to relax, and stop worrying about the 'what if' scenarios. Don't worry, no one will ever find us. The truck will be hidden in the trees, and they won't start in the fields for another few weeks."

The answer seemed to rationalize my fears. I don't know why, looking back I feel like I should've just said 'no'.

I put the middle seat up, and slid next to him. Taking my left hand, I started to rub his crotch through his jeans. His arm draped around me, and he continued to drive down the road.

We took a couple turns, and before long, we were at the tree lines.

The trees were thick, but had a small opening to park, his black truck easily hid in the shadows.

I got out of the truck, opened the back door that was on my side, and grabbed the blanket we always kept in the truck.

Ryan put the tailgate down, and helped me up into the bed. We laid the blanket down. As soon as it was down, Ryan came over to me.

He started by kissing my neck, sliding my cardigan off my shoulders as he stood behind me. My hands reached up, pulling his head even deeper onto my skin. I could hear him messing with his belt, soon I heard his buckle hit the blanket, rattling the metal frame of the bed of the truck.

He slowly guided me down to the soft blanket. I turned, facing him. I laid on my back, and he kissed me. He was laying on his side, his leg was over my leg, our faces were turned towards each other, his hand massaged my pussy through my leggings and panties. A soft moan escaped my lips, Ryan kissed my jawline as I moaned from his touch. I had been craving him for days.

I turned onto my side, we continued make out. Ryan brushed my hair back with his hand.

Ryan pulled back slightly, pulling his boxers off, and I pulled my leggings and panties off too. Ryan laid on his back, I sat next to him and played with his cock in my hands. I loved him, but I loved his cock more.

I laid down beside him, we wrapped the blanket around us. I continued to stroke his cock with my hands.

"You like that, huh?"

"Yeah, I love your gentle strokes, and your soft hands. You know what I love even more?"

"No, what?"

I was playing dumb, I knew what he was going to say, and I knew what he was going to do. I just wanted to hear him say it.

He got up, forcing me onto my back. He got between my legs, and rubbed the head of his penis on my clit.

"The way your warm and wet pussy feels."

"Well good, because I love the way your cock feels."

He smiled down at me, I returned the smile.

He slowly pushed himself further inside. I grabbed my head in my hands as he began to get deeper. My eyes opened wide, fixed on his eyes, "Ahh."

He smiled, "You like that? You love my cock?"

I loved when he talked dirty. I wasn't much of a dirty talker myself, so all I could muster up for a response was a nod of of my head, and biting my bottom lip.

He smiled, he grunted a couple times, tilting his head back as he did. He grabbed my bent knees firmly, keeping me in place as he started to thrust deeper and harder.

"YES! UGH! FUCK ME DADDY!"

He smiled, he loved when I called him that. Generally, it was because I was trying to get him used to the title, but I also loved how hot it sounded at times like these.

"Ahh! I'm going to cum."

As he said those words, I started to feel streams of his warm cum entering my pussy.

After he finished, we laid there catching our breaths for a few minutes.

I turned to face him, "That was amazing. I have been craving you for days."

"Me too, I've been missing our time alone together."

I kissed him. We got up and started to dress. I threw the blanket into the backseat, and hopped into the truck myself.

As we started to drive down the road, he grabbed my hand, "I love you."

"I love you too."

He turned and glanced over at me, and we shared a brief smile before he turned his attention back to the road.

We continued on our way back home. We pulled in the drive and walked in the door.

"You guys are late, everything okay?"

We both smiled, "Yep, everything is fine."

I added, "I forgot I had to stop into the nurses office and pick up some paperwork she wanted me to fill out."

It was a small lie, I did fill some extra papers out earlier in the day. Ryan smiled, I was always good at coming up with quick and logical explanations to make up the time spent together.