It started on sat early afternoon with both my wife and i making subtle inuendos to each other about getting out into the countryside, as the weather was fine i asked her to wear a top that would be apropriate and of course wearing a bra was out of the question.
We drove to a beautifull location and found a public house where we enjoyed a beverage or two, after this we went to a well know daytime dogging location in the leicester area.
I must point out that this car park is out in the wilderness and was so empty and devoid of activity, dogging or otherwise that winter solstice information was still posted on the tourist information boards.
Well at this point i thought in for a penny and all that and we proceeded to indulge in some kissing etc which in turn led to heavy petting, and yes the top mentioned earlier did indeed come off.
To my surprise Mrs Shad was enjoying this as much as myself and i thought wow finally we have started to broaden our horizons, but this feeling of liberation did not last due to an inconsiderate farmer who picked this time to drive past our car park.
It was truly amazing the speed at which Mrs Shad pulled her top back on and i'm sure my knuckles recieved friction burns in the process.
When farmer twat proceeded on his way the topic of conversation from Mrs Shad went along these lines, i dont think broard daylight is for me.
During the drive home Mrs Shad commented that she may well prefer going out at night provided we were alone and not overlooked.
Now i wonder how many of my fellow SH brothers and sisters started this way and progressed from ghost dogging to the real deal.
I dont suppose it matters really as long as no one gets hurt and fun is had by all consenting parties.
I would welcome your thoughts and comments on this our first time out, and yes i know it is not as full on dogging as some posts on this site but everyone has to start somewhere and this is us at the moment.
Be safe and be well all.
Shad.
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