We had only been married a few months. Although it was a second marriage for each of us, and even though we were in our 40's, the flames of passion still burned hot! She had a teen-aged daughter at home and I had a teen-aged son, so sometimes we had to "get away" when the "fire" started burning too hot. After all, we WERE newlyweds!
The city we lived in was having its big yearly week long summer festival, and we attended one of the events. We were having fun, but like I said, we were newlyweds. She was dressed modestly, shorts and a blouse, but my "x-ray vision" could see right through her outfit. She must have had some of the same thoughts as we held hands, cuddled close and managing to sneak in a kiss here and there. We were totally distracted now and totally losing interest in the festival activities. I whispered in her ear, making a few suggestions of things we might do if we left, and she was instantly ready to go.
It was late enough to be dark, but early enough that our kids would still be up. We had a very small house, so going home didn't seem like the best idea. It would be a bit obvious if we headed back to our room and closed the door. Sometimes when the "mood" hit us, we drove out to a remote park, and since the seats of our car reclined fully back...well...you get the idea. That worked for us pretty well.
But this was a beautiful summer night, warm, big bright moon, the stars were all just "right there" like you could reach out and touch them, we didn't want to be cooped up in a car. So we decided to drive to a different park that was close to home, a rather large park, with plenty of places to hide. At this hour of night, and with the festival going on, we should be "safe" there.
We stopped and picked up some cold beer and then drove to the park, parking our car in the darkest area, as well hidden as we could manage. We had a blanket in the trunk, so we grabbed it and the drinks and ran off into the night.
We found an area well sheltered by trees, and off the beaten path, but with a clear view of the beautiful night time sky. We could see the street, but we were back in the shadows and no one could see us. We spread the blanket, sat down, cuddled up and began to enjoy our beer and the beautiful moon and being together.
It didn't take long for us to lose interest in the moon and the drinks, and the "hot passionate kissing" started. We went at it like any newlyweds would, and our desire was burning like a raging fire. But I wanted "more!" I already had her bra undone and had been kissing and caressing her beautiful breasts, but she was a little reluctant to let me completely remove her blouse and bra. Of course she knew that if she did, before it was over, everything else was going to come off too.
A little coaxing, well, maybe a lot of coaxing, and the clothing began to come off. The fact that she had had about 3 beers sort of helped with that process. She was feeling no pain, being one who was not used to drinking much. But unknown to either of us, there was a jogging/bike path back behind us that we didn't see in the dark. During the "coaxing" and the removal of some of the clothing....a jogger came along. He was well behind us and could not see "anything" but he heard our conversation and stopped.