Tuesday, June 23, 2009

In Public?

YAY, I am back from my trip! Let me just say that sometimes... too much family is just too much family. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but trying to keep 13 people happy all at once is a pain in the rear. Anyway...

I was around quite a few people at any given time... as you can imagine. And being as we were in the "Happiest Place On Earth" you can imagine that my super dirty mind... er muse... just ran with it:

"The happiest place on earth, huh? Do you really think they mean that? Because, you know as far as I'm concerned the happiest place on earth would have lots of..." and that's where I started ignoring her. :::Fingers in ears::: Lalalalalalala... I can't hear you! As you can guess that doesn't work so well when the person prattling on about sex in public is inside your head.

So, from that point on, I was on the lookout. For what? Why for places one could "hide" and have semi-public sex. Does that make me a bit twisted? Wait, don't answer that. I'm sure if my hubby knew what was going through my head he would have been on the lookout as well... and I would have been dragged into one of those spots. But seriously, can't you just imagine the scene? Maybe something like this:

The lights dimmed and suddenly despite the crowds around them, they were the only two in the entire park. The fireworks exploding overhead were special, just for the two of them.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, tugging her back against his much harder body. His fingers stroked the strip of skin exposed between the bottom of her shirt and the waistband of her jeans. A chill worked its way up her spine and down her arms at the sensual touch. She arched her back and rubbed her ass against his prominent erection.

He stepped backward with her safely enclosed in his arms until his back bumped up against the faux brick wall behind him.

"What are you doing?" she whispered as his calloused fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her jeans.

"What do you think I'm doing?" His breath in her ear sent a new chill coursing down her spine and had her nipples peaking against the lace bra beneath her cotton t-shirt. His seeking fingers pushed beneath the silk of her panties to brush against her heat.

"Someone might see!" She gasped, then whimpered as his seeking fingers brushed her erect clit. He ground the steel bar of his erection into her ass, and nipped at her ear.

"Everyone is looking up at the fireworks. No one will see." She glanced around at the people not three feet from where they stood in the shadows. When two of his fingers plunged into her wet sheath she gasped and rocked against his palm. "But, baby, you're gonna have to be quiet or they will all turn around and see me with my hand down your pants and know..."

She bit her lip and nodded, then cried out just as another explosion overhead drew oohs and aahs from the crowd in front of them.

What do you think? That could be a rather interesting scene... :-D Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm a great big tease. You'll just have to keep an eye out for that one to appear in a future work.


Catherine Bybee said...

Yes, well... then there is that! Well done, Kealie.

Kealie Shay said...

LOL, thanks Catherine! I do love those out of the blue ideas that translate into a quick flash fiction piece that then translates into a full story. Well, hey... you know how that goes. :-D