Rainy Morning
The rain is belting down hard as I get off my morning train and run to meet you in your car at the end of the street. I jump in the passenger side and subtly place my hand on your thigh while we play “colleagues”. You drive us to a small, secluded car park you found, next to a park full of giant bushy trees. We park at the furthest end, next to a footpath but away from the road. I run my hand up your thigh and rest my hand on your crotch as we take our first morning kiss. The rain is getting heavier and it’s dark and storming outside. We climb into the laid down back. I’m completely drenched, my clothes are sticking to me. I lean over and start to kiss …