Anna's pov:

After a moment of thought William suggested we start with a walk followed by a nice sundae then back home for a massage with a happy ending.

"That sounds lovely. I mean between the walk and the desert Annabelle should be ready to go to sleep by the time we get home and we can have plenty of time for a relaxing massage (and possibly happy ending)." I said happy of his choice.

Enid's POV

Mirabelle as it turned out was already qualified in the SCA coffee certification. She had taken herself through it so she could help us out.

My eyes filled with tears again, and I decided to look at Isabel as she passed through to table 7 with their drinks. Over the months of wearing the new uniform I had grown to like the girls wearing their grey waistcoat and different coloured skirts. 

Mirabelle continued to sat that the only thing she needed training on was the new Frappes, so Tristan began to do just that

William’s POV:

Anna accepts my offer and we go change clothes, as we are changing I tease her: “Make sure to flaunt your sexy legs and allow me to revel in them as we have our sundae.”

We go to the park, which, being a warm weekend evening, it’s pretty crowded as Anna, Annabelle and I take a leisurely walk.

After a nice walk, we go to an ice cream shop, sitting in a small round table available (as it’s full of young people and a couple of mature adults). As we’re eating our sundae two young teenage boys and a girl (maybe 12-14) are playfully walking and pushing each other, when unexpectedly, the girl pushes one of the boys and he trips with one of the metal sturdy legs of the table instinctively landing his hand quite firmly on Anna’s thigh (my heart starts racing since this is the first time this year my sexy and beautiful wife’s thighs are put to the test now that she is in perfect physical shape, I wonder if her muscles will resist firmly or jiggle under the boy’s hand).

Anna's pov:

After a quick trip home to change clothes William, Annabelle and I walk about 20min to the nearest park. We walk for a few min hand in hand, Jarrod on one side Annabelle on the other.

William, Annabelle and I then decided to continue our walk down the street to the closest local ice cream shop. We quickly order, choosing to sit at the last available table which was a small round table surrounded by a few rowdy teenagers.

Without warning I notice the teenagers start playfully pushing each other. The girl accidentally pushes one of the guys too hard and sends him flying over a metal table leg. I could see her face begin to flush realizing it was a genuine accident. Before I had time to react however, I felt a unfamiliar hand landing quite firmly on my left thigh.

To my excitement my newly tonneded thighs resisted the impact. I hope it was also to William’s excitement. Before I had a chance to gauge his reaction I heard a low "Sorry, ma'am." As the unfamiliar hand was removed from my thighs and the teenagers say back down at their table a bit quieter than before .

William’s POV:

Seeing Anna’s sexy thigh resisting like steel the strong impact from the teen, plus hearing the surprise gasps from the teens, bring an instant strong and firm tent in my pants: “Woah, it looked so sexy I feel an impending desire to feel what belongs to me (her sexy jiggle), would you mind if I do? You know, that encourages me more to work hard on achieving the perfect martial artist body” (The teenagers are still in awe watching “discreetly” at us).

After her reply I add: “After we finish our ice cream we can enjoy our way back home to give you the best massage I can.”