Secret Package

It was a stealth operation that started with a message trail and options outlining the way forward. With every perfect plan there is always a snag. It was the teenage son home from school.

Picture a property on a rural farm, not far from the city nor far from the sea. Cameras on the electric gate and house, to enter I would need to meet nearby and smuggled in. The risk and adventure was huge. Into the Merc on the back seat with the dark tint hiding me from view.

We couldn’t enter the main house but luckily a bungalow 100m before was vacant and an ideal place to call the next 2 hours our nest.

The son would never come here she told me as we ducked in through the back door.

We continued to kiss and embrace like it was the first and last time we had or would do this. The shirt was unbuttoned and the dress off the shoulders. Bare chest connecting and that soft touch was what we had been craving. The vacant bedroom called us and we were quickly twisted together like a sailors knot.

The passion was hot it was electric. The risk and desire all coming together at once……