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Lazlo Zalezac
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A Different Sort Of Lifestyle
Chapter 37: A Picnic in the Park
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2006

Saturday was a very nice day weather-wise. The temperature was 
eight-seven degrees rather than mid-nineties as had been predicted 
by the weatherman. The humidity was low, the sky was clear, and 
the wind was light. In short, it was a perfect day for a summer 
picnic. 

Jack had wanted to paint his boat that day, but put it off to the next 
because his wife and daughter really wanted to go to this picnic. 
Harry was concerned because things had been a little tense 
between him and Jack since the last night he had spent at their 
house. Greg wasn't all that happy about having to play with Sam 
and Sam was terrified that he was going to end up walking home.

The women were far more excited about the picnic then the men. 
Cathy was looking forward to having her father and Sam get to 
know each other better. June and Sharon were each thinking about 
comparing notes about their changes in lifestyle. Lisa was looking 
forward to a nice family day at the lake. The dynamics were the 
perfect recipe for disaster. 

Greg, Harry, and Sam were standing around the barbecue grill 
waiting for the charcoal to burn down to coals. Holding a cold 
Coke, Jack returned to the group. Once he arrived, he asked, 
"Whose idea was this?"

"It was Cathy's. She wanted me to know the little shit a bit better 
and suggested the idea of the picnic," Greg answered. He used his 
nickname for Sam without even thinking about it.

Sam heard the comment and was not too thrilled about being called 
`little shit.' Jack asked, "So how did I get dragged into this?"

"I'm a coward. I didn't want to face him alone," Greg answered.

Jack laughed at the admission and said, "I don't blame you. To tell 
the truth, I feel the same about Harry at times."

"I have no doubts about that," Greg said. He looked over at the 
boys and noticed the glare on Sam's face. He thought about what 
he had just said and realized what he had done. Turning to Sam, he 
asked, "Did I just call you a little shit?"

"Yes," Sam answered. He wasn't too happy about it.

"I'm sorry about that."

Unwilling to accept the apology, Sam said, "That doesn't cut it."

"You're fucking his daughter. In my book, that's reason enough 
for him to want to squash you like a bug," Jack said looking over 
at Sam. He didn't notice the expression on Harry's face.

The language used by Jack shocked everyone, even Jack once he 
realized what he had said. The first one to react was Sam. He 
pointed his finger at Jack and said, "I love her. I've loved her for a 
long time. I haven't done anything wrong. There's nothing wrong 
with loving someone!"

Having said his peace, Sam turned away and folded his arms over 
his chest. He felt like crying, but his pride kept his tears in check. 
Coming on this picnic had been a horrible idea. He wanted to go 
home.

Greg watched the exchange and, with a sigh, said, "You're right. 
There's nothing wrong with loving someone."

Sam glanced over at Greg, but didn't say anything. He turned so 
that his back was to the other two men. Harry was fuming. Jack 
shook his head and said, "I guess it is wrong for us to let our love 
allow us to treat others like shit. I'm sorry."

In a cold voice, Harry said, "You still meant what you said."

"Oh shit," Jack said when he realized how his words must have 
sounded to Harry. 

Recognizing how angry Harry had become, Greg said, "Harry, 
calm down."

From over at the picnic tables, Cathy glanced over in the direction 
of the men. The smile on her face was quickly replaced by a frown. 
The unhappy expression was quickly picked up by the other 
women and they turned as a group to see what the problem was. 
From the expressions and gestures being made among the men, it 
was obvious that things weren't going well over there.

Sharon said, "They don't look too happy."

"You don't think that Dad said something nasty to Sam, do you?"

"Harry looks mad," commented Lisa watching her boyfriend. The 
look he was giving her father was not exactly friendly.

Sharon looked at the body language of Sam and said, "He probably 
called him Little Shit. I was afraid of that."

June, seeing the tension in Lisa and how the men were faced off 
against each other, said, "Jack is still trying to get over the fact that 
you and Harry are intimate. That's not supposed to happen until 
you get married."

"That's stupid. You guys didn't wait until you were married. Why 
should we?"

Laughing, June said, "What we did doesn't matter. He's a father 
and that's how fathers act."

Cathy was about to climb off the bench and go over to Sam. Before 
she had a chance complete the move, Sharon grabbed her shoulder 
and pressed her back onto the bench. In a soft voice, she said, "Let 
them be. They have to clear the air and you don't want to make 
things worse."

"Worse? Daddy's going to kill Sam," Cathy said staring at the 
developing scene in horror.

June said, "Don't worry. They are just fighting over who is the 
most important man in your life. It's going to take a little while for 
them to realize that they are each important, but just in different 
ways."

Cathy and Lisa stared at June trying to process what she had said. 
Nodding her head, Sharon added, "You don't want to make things 
worse by taking sides."

June nodded her agreement. Seeing the worried looks on the two 
younger women's faces, she said, "If you go over there, you'll 
force your fathers to be nastier to the boys or you'll end up driving 
away the boys."

After glancing at the women, Harry turned to Jack and asked, 
"What is the real problem?"

Greg answered, "You boys are taking our little girls away from 
us."

"We are not taking them away from you," Sam replied spinning 
around to face the two older men. There was a bitter tone to his 
voice. 

Harry moved over to stand beside Sam. Growling, he said, "We're 
trying to become part of their lives."

"They aren't our little girls any more. They've become women," 
Jack said without saying that the boys were the reason their little 
girls were now women. His fist clenched in a desire to hit 
something.

"They are growing up," Harry replied glaring at Jack. With far 
more anger in his voice than he would ever imagine using on Jack, 
he added, "We're teenagers moving into adulthood. She is! I am! 
We are growing up! We are learning the lessons of life!"

Jack stepped back and stared at Harry. The comment about 
growing up echoed in his head. Greg stared at Harry for a moment 
and then turned to look at Sam just in time to see the young man 
nod his head in agreement. He was about to say something when 
Sam said, "You can't turn back the hands of time."

Jack and Greg turned and looked at each other. Jack's shoulders 
sagged and, in a defeated voice, he said, "I know. I don't like it, 
but I know it."

"I want to grow up with Lisa," Harry said. Seeing the expression 
on Jack's face, he asked, "Is that so wrong?"

"No, it's not wrong," Jack answered. He couldn't even say that 
Harry was pushing Lisa into adulthood. Lisa was marching along 
with Harry. 

Greg turned to look at Sam. The kid had turned to face away from 
him; the tension evident in his posture. Greg said, "Sam. I'm sorry 
for calling you a little shit. I just wasn't ready for Cathy to grow 
up. I know it isn't your fault, but she's growing up fast."

"So am I," Sam said staring down at the ground. He wasn't ready 
to deal with angry fathers. 

Greg turned back to the grill and looked at the fire. The coals had a 
light coat of ash over them. In a soft voice, he said, "The fire is 
ready. Why don't you young men go get the meat?"

Harry tugged on Sam's arm and said, "Let's go get the meat."

Sam and Harry walked over to where the women were seated. 
When they got there, Sam rubbed a hand across Cathy's back and 
felt the tension in it. Concerned, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Is everything alright?" Cathy asked.

"I guess," Sam answered.

"Don't worry boys. They'll growl and bark, but they won't bite," 
Sharon said with a smile at Harry and Sam.

"They sent us over to get the meat," Harry said bending down. He 
kissed Lisa on the neck and rubbed her arm.

Raising an eyebrow, Lisa asked, "They asked you to get some 
meat, so you come over here to molest me?"

Uncomfortable that his actions were misunderstood, Harry rose up 
and apologized, "No! I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it that way."

Lisa laughed at the expression on Harry's face. She guessed that 
after the tense discussion with her father that Harry was overly 
sensitive to any criticism. She said, "I know. I was just teasing 
you."

"Oh," Harry said.

"Don't be so sensitive," Lisa said. She pointed to the plate of meat 
and said, "Take that and carry it over to my daddy."

Sam glanced down at the plate of meat and said, "I wouldn't be 
surprised if Mr. Anders doesn't throw me on that grill to cook 
along with those burgers."

Glancing over at the two fathers standing by barbeque grill, Cathy 
said, "Don't worry about them. Daddy will like you after he gets 
used to you. Until then, just grin and bear it."

Over at the grill, Jack turned to Greg and said, "That went well."

"I couldn't believe that I called him a little shit," Greg said shaking 
his head. He really felt bad about it.

"Sorry about my crude comment," Jack said.

Shrugging his shoulders, Greg said, "You only said what I was 
thinking."

"Would you say that we've over done the father thing?"

"Yes," Greg answered. It was time for them to mend hurt feelings. 
He looked over at the picnic table and said, "They're coming back 
with the meat."

Nodding his head, Jack waited for the young men to arrive. The 
grilling of the meat was a great success despite the lack of 
conversation around the grill. Once the burgers were cooked, the 
four men returned to the picnic table. Eating kept further 
conversation to a minimum. Most of the talk revolved around how 
good the food tasted.

While Sharon and June packed up the left over food, Jack said, 
"Tomorrow I paint the boat."

"What color did you pick?" Greg asked.

"Yellow," Jack answered in disgust. He was going to have the 
brightest boat on the lake once it was painted.

"Yellow?" Harry asked with a sharp bark of laughter and earning a 
dirty look from Lisa in the process.

Looking like a defeated man, Jack nodded his head and said, "I let 
June and Lisa pick out the color."

Having noticed the dirty look from Lisa, Harry wisely said, 
"Yellow is a good color."

"At least it wasn't pink," Sam said with a grin.

Jack looked over at Harry and asked, "Would you like to come 
over to the house tomorrow and help me paint it?"

Surprised by the invitation in light of the earlier discussion, Harry 
answered, "Sure. I'd love to help you paint the boat."

"Maybe next weekend we can come out here and see if it floats," 
Jack said.

"That would be great," Harry said. He glanced over at his father 
and couldn't make out the expression on his face. He asked, 
"Wouldn't you rather take my dad?"

"No. I figure you're a part of the family now. We might as well 
start doing things together," Jack answered looking over at Lucy. 
His daughter was radiating happiness like a thousand watt light 
bulb.

Lisa had watched the exchange with pleasure. She couldn't believe 
that her father had actually made the invitation to Harry. His last 
words had blown her away. Coming around the table, she hugged 
him and said, "Dad, you're the greatest."

From over by the picnic basket, June had watched the exchange 
with a smile. She leaned over and whispered to Sharon, "Jack is 
not going to get any sleep tonight if I have anything to say about 
it."

"Why?"

"I'm going to be too busy making love to him for him to get much 
sleep," June said with a grin.

Having watched Jack extend an olive branch to Harry, Greg knew 
it was his turn to act. He looked over at Sam and asked, "Do you 
know much about computers?"

"Well, I know a little bit," Sam answered. He had been dreaming 
of putting together the perfect computer system for at home, but 
his father couldn't afford one. 

"I'm going to pick up a computer tomorrow and could use some 
advice. Would you like to come along?" Greg asked.

"Sure, that would be nice," Sam answered.

"I'd like to get my finances on the computer and start paying my 
bills online. I spend too much time at my desk working on bills," 
Greg said. 

Recalling the electronics in the man's den, Sam said, "I take it you 
won't need it to watch DVDs or listen to music."

"That's right," Greg said finding that this was a nice neutral topic 
of discussion.

"So you're looking for a business type of system," Sam said 
realizing that Greg probably didn't want the top of the line system 
for game playing.

"Yes," Greg said.

"Shouldn't be too difficult finding a system for you," Sam said 
with a knowledgeable nod of his head.

Cathy had watched the exchange wide-eyed. It made her happy 
that her father was making an attempt to get to know Sam a little 
better. She had been very worried that the picnic was going to turn 
into a disaster. 

Rising from his bench, Greg asked, "Who's up for a little hike 
around the park?"

After a quick glance at Sam, Cathy said, "We are."

Jack nodded his head after glancing over at June. Harry and Lisa 
exchanged a look and then Lisa answered, "We are."

Sharon went over to the car and pulled out three blankets. 
Throwing one to Cathy, she said, "In case you two decide to take a 
small break while hiking."

Cathy stared at the blanket and then over at her father. Her mother 
had two more blankets in her hand. She asked, "Why are you 
taking a blanket too?"

Greg looked over at Sharon in time to catch her blush. She 
answered, "In case your father and I decided to take a small break 
while hiking."

"Oh," Cathy replied.

Sharon handed a blanket to Harry. She said, "In case you and Lisa 
decide to take a break while hiking."

Jack looked at the three blankets and then over at June with an 
expression of disappointment on his face. She smiled and held up 
the tablecloth. She winked at him and said, "Don't worry. We can 
take a break if we get tired of walking, too."

"You're the best, Bunny," Jack said while putting an arm around 
his wife's shoulder. She directed his arm lower down her back and 
snuggled in close.

---

Walking down the hiking trial, Greg discovered that he and Sharon 
were alone. He had not noticed the kids dropping back and going 
off into the woods. He had noticed Jack and June leave the trail. 
They hadn't walked far after he came to that realization when he 
spotted a little open spot next to them. Looking over at her, he 
asked, "What would you say to taking a break?"

"Yes," Sharon answered with a grin after looking around and 
seeing that they were alone.

Greg spread the blanket on the ground and then sat down on one 
side. Sharon joined him on the blanket. Turning to him, she said, 
"This reminds me of our last picnic."

After leaning over and kissing her, he said, "Yes, it does."

They spent the next hour in the heaviest make out session since 
they had been dating. Although they didn't make love, both had 
achieved orgasm. Greg had slipped a hand down Sharon's pants 
and brought her off with his fingers. Sharon had slipped his cock 
out of his jeans and given him a hand job. 

Sated from their activities, Greg was lying on his back looking up 
at the sky overhead. Thinking about what they had just done, he 
said, "We haven't done that since we got married."

"It was nice, wasn't it," Sharon replied with her head resting on his 
chest. She felt younger than she had felt in years. Being outdoors 
and making out like a teenager had reminded her of when they had 
been dating. She said, "You know, I forgot what it was like when 
we had to sneak off to be with each other. There was the 
excitement of exploring sex, but there was also that little fear that 
we might be caught."

"I know what you mean," Greg said. A private kind of smile 
crossed his face before he asked, "Would you like to go on a date 
next Friday?"

"A date?" Sharon asked feeling a little surprised at the question.

"Yeah. I'll pick you up at the house after work and we'll make an 
evening out of it," Greg said.

"Hmmm, I kind of like the idea of that," Sharon said. Sitting up to 
look down at him, she asked, "Do you remember when we used to 
go to the drive-in theaters?"

"Remember? How could I forget?" Greg answered with a grin. For 
a moment he entertained the idea of doing that for their date, but 
realized that it was impossible. He sighed and said, "Too bad there 
aren't any drive-in theaters any more." 

"Yeah," she said feeling the same disappointment.

In a small clearing fifty yards from the hiking path, June was posed 
on the tablecloth she had spread upon the ground. Jack sat on the 
table cloth looking at her. They were surrounded by trees and 
under a clear blue sky. She wore her shirt, but it was unbuttoned 
and she had removed her bra. Her large soft breasts spilled out 
suggestively. Jack looked at her and said, "I wish I had a camera. 
You look just like a playmate sitting there like that."

"Maybe we can get one of those digital cameras and make a 
private magazine using your computer," June said with a grin. 
Seeing how her husband had to adjust his cock, she knew that the 
idea really turned him on.

"I like the idea of that," Jack said with a moan of excitement.

"Just imagine one of your playboy magazines with pictures of me 
out here without my clothes on," June said while rubbing one of 
her stiff nipples.

"Jesus!"

"Do you know what excites me the most about that idea?" June 
asked while opening her jeans and slipping a hand into her 
underwear.

"What?" Jack asked hardly able to breath. 

"I like the idea of you opening up the magazine and jerking off to 
my pictures," June answered. She stuck a finger of her free hand in 
her mouth and sucked on it. The hand that was in her pants moved 
while she rubbed her clit.

"Oh God!" Jack groaned and pulled his erect cock out of his pants. 
He stroked it a few times and knew that he was close.

Bucking her hips as her excitement built, June added, "I can just 
imagine your come splattering the centerfold picture of me."

The idea of his wife as the centerfold of a magazine was just too 
much for Jack. With a groan, he spilled his seed onto the 
tablecloth. Within seconds, June followed his example and came 
with a barely stifled scream.
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