A Break in the Monotony - Sex Stories

A Break in the Monotony

... and Cynthia shared a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, Cynthia saying she would come bring him lunch at the office if he was still working when we got back into the city on Sunday. We walked him down to his pick up location and Landon pulled me aside asking that I take care of her and get her back to the city safely. I agreed, of course; I'd make sure she got home safely - and I would damn sure do my best to take care of her.

Once he was gone, I expected things to be a little awkward between us, but she was as bubbly as ever and ready to get on with our adventure. We agreed to adhere to the planned schedule and make our way to Dia Beacon.

The quarter mile hike down to the museum was easy and quiet. Instead of my preferred place behind her, I went down first - doing my best to avoid tripping and falling in front of her. The last thing I wanted to do was look like a total idiot in front of this woman. We arrived and I bought two tickets, we grabbed a map and we were on our way.

The first hall we visited was a massive warehouse space filled with oversized Richard Serra sculptures. I'd always loved his work, but with her, and her hips, slowly walking in front of me, my attention was elsewhere. As we moved from the first hall to a smaller gallery space, the corridor narrowed to only allowing one person through at a time. Chatting and not paying much attention, I didn't notice the small pathway until it was too late. I tried to let her go ahead of me but as she passed, her ...

... ass just slightly brushed against my semi-hard cock. If she was a stranger and we were on a subway train, neither of us would have given it a second thought, but after last night and the look I gave her this morning, I was petrified she thought I did it on purpose. My heart immediately jumped into my throat and as her head whipped around, I was ready for a serious scolding. Instead, she just smiled. The same rose color her cheeks flushed with when I shot her the glance over breakfast had rushed back. It was just a second, but I could see it. She thought I did it on purpose... and she liked it! All blood rushed back to my dick and again I had to discreetly adjust myself.

Silently, we continued through the museum until we reached the interactive portion. We entered through a revolving door and found a room completely flooded with dim crimson light and what looked to be several hills made of silicon replacing the floor. Over the in-wall speakers we could hear electronic music - like what I'd put on when a woman asked me for music during sex. We were asked to take our shoes off and leave them by the door. The idea was to jump on the hills, similar to a trampoline, and have at least three separate senses triggered at the same time.

I didn't expect to see something so playful at this museum, but I was game, and so was she. With the ease of someone without a care in the world, she immediately turned around and fell backwards into the mounds; landing on them softly but with her ...